Page 104 of Almost Love

She rolled her eyes and shifted onto her knees. Both hands coming up to cup his face. His lips parted and he blinked to focus on her.

“Oakley West. I’m ready. To have intercourse with you.”

This time, he stared at her before he leaned in to capture her lips. She smiled and returned the kiss, hands sliding to the back of his head, her fingers threading through his soft hair. When she pulled back, keeping her face close to his, she hoped that she was conveying the seriousness of what she was saying.

“I’m ready to have intercourse with you too, melor.”

“Good.”

“I’m assuming in all your research you found what you want to do.”

“I’m glad you know me so well,” she whispered and kissed him again. “I want to be on my knees, apparently that allows for deeper penetration and even better pleasure.”

He nodded, eyes dilating. “And gives me the perfect view of your delicious ass.”

“Of course. We also need condoms and lube.”

“In the nightstand.”

She found an unopened box of condoms and a bottle of lube. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Oakley, especially since they’d shared their test results with each other, but she found comfort in using protection. If she woke up well-fucked and content in his arms in a year, she would suggest they ditch the condoms and get the implant. At this point in time, they were still settling into their relationship. Besides, he was about to put his dick in her for the first time. Now was not the time to toss out protection.

“I thought we were going to have intercourse,” he mumbled as she took her time to open the box of condoms.

She chuckled, set it aside and scooted forward. “So demanding,” she said and nipped at his lips, one hand wrapped around his dick.

He grunted, forehead dropping against hers as she stroked him leisurely. Her eyes stayed on his face as she squeezed, then rubbed her thumb over his tip as he shuddered. Clementine kissed the corner of his mouth as he slid a hand between her thighs. Thanks to her thick thighs, he couldn’t reach her core. He growled in frustration as their heads turned and mouths collided in a rough kiss.

“On your hands and knees,” he muttered, voice strained as she squeezed his cock.

She slid backwards, watching his twitching dick. Clementine turned onto all fours, glancing over her shoulder to find him staring at her. She tugged at one of his pillows and lowered herself onto her elbows, thrusting her hips up.

“This ass.Perfection.” Then she felt a sting against her ass.

Gasping, she twisted her upper body to look at him, his eyes almost as wide as hers. “Again.”

His chest heaved, but his hands swung out and spanked her again, sending a bolt of lust straight to her core. Pushing her hips back, she wiggled her ass and Oakley did it again. She groaned, burying her face in the pillow as her pussy pulsed, wetness pooling between her thighs. She’d never been spanked before, but she loved every minute of it too much to make him stop.

“More?” he asked and her head lifted enough to nod. He obliged, spanking the other side before smoothing his hand over the sensitive flesh. “Fuck, you’re incredible.”

His words sent sparks of pleasure up her spine, causing her to rock back against him. Clementine had never been one for praise, but she liked the way Oakley was in awe of her all the time.

“I want you inside me now,” she whispered, using one hand to spread her pussy so he would get the hint.

“I need a minute.” His hands smoothed over her ass and she moaned as he dragged a finger through her spread lips. “Your body,” he said, his warm breath against the cleft of her ass, “it’s unreal.” Then he pushed her hand away and replaced it with his mouth. She rocked back against his probing tongue and cried out, every nerve ending sparking to life.

She needed to be possessed and consumed and devoured by this man.

“Oak,please.”

He hummed against her seam, sucking on it gently before two fingers slid into her. She gasped at the intrusion and clenched. He laughed, a low rumbly sound, as he teased her opening and then pulled his fingers out. When all contact was broken, she exhaled loudly, a shiver moving through her body. The wrinkle and tearing of a wrapper was followed by a grunt before the sound of a bottle opening and gel squirting echoedin the room. Clementine stretched her arms out, knowing that it would push her ass even higher and when she heard Oakley moan, she knew that she’d achieved what she set out to do.

“How are you feeling?”

She turned her head and growled, “Just fuck me.”

He chuckled and stroked her hip. “Relax for me, baby. I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

She forced herself to unclench all her muscles, not even realizing how tense she’d been. His hands traced her sides and she all but melted against his touch. And then she felt him pressing against her slit. She pushed her hips back and moaned as the tip of his cock slid through her seam. Her fingers curled into the covers and he pushed deeper. She moaned, face pressed hard into the pillow as he kept pushing, her body slowly adjusting to his size. Suddenly, he was pulling away and she whimpered, pushing back for more. Then with one hard thrust, he filled her up and she screamed into the pillow.

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