Page 47 of Bartholomew
“I feel what, babygirl? Tell me. Use those words,” I enticed. My hands ran up her thighs, pulling her legs around me as I finally pushed fully inside of her. I grasped the curve of her hips, holding her tight, and let myself revel in the sheer pleasure of being completely enveloped by her. She was so fucking tight around me, and my cock twitched with pleasure at every little clench of her molten heat.
“You feel so much bigger than I remembered,” she admitted, and I chuckled gently.
“You’re stroking my ego, there, darling,” I teased.
“I’d much rather stroke you,” she tossed back.
“God, you’re incredible!” I exclaimed, a smile splitting my face as I seated myself fully inside her warmth. “And tight as hell. How does that feel, babygirl? To take me fully inside of you? You’re stretched so tightly around my cock it’s hard not to cum in an instant.”
“It doesn’t hurt,” she admitted with no small amount of wonder and the small part inside of me that held nothing but contempt for Zion, filled with even more loathing that we were forced into the situation we had been for our first intimate encounter.
“It doesn’t hurt, baby. Not when it’s done right.” I guided her, pulling partially out of her heat and sliding back into her again. “This is how it should be. This is what you deserve. Every time. All the time.”
I shifted her hips slightly, pulling them down towards the bed and thrusting my cock into her again with a bit more force. Her eyes flew open with a cry of pleasure.
“Ollie!” she cried out.
“Yes! Is that the spot, my little firefly? Is that where it feels best?” I coaxed, my thrusts quickening as she tightened and pulsed around me.
My thumb found the slippery nub of her clit, tracing quick circles around it.
“Ah, fuck! Delilah! Yes, squeeze around me, baby,” I groaned, my thrusts quickening to the point that my hips were slapping against the delicious curve of her ass.
“Ollie, I need… please… I’m so close,” she whimpered, begging me for that release she craved. Her eyes fluttered closed as I felt her pussy clench tightly around me.
“Take it, baby. Let go for me,” I urged, my cock pumping into her faster as I chased my own release. I felt her pulsate around me. I pulled her legs from around my waist, pushing them up towards her shoulders slightly and changing the angle once again.
“Cum for me,” I groaned, unable to hold on for much longer. Her back arched off the bed, only slightly because of the way I held her legs back.
Sweet merciful heaven! If I had thought she was tight around my fingers, it was nothing compared to the way she gripped my cock as she came, shattering into pieces around me.
I gritted my teeth, holding on to the last second I possibly could before my thumb found that swollen, sensitive button once more and rubbed - fast.
“Again!” I nearly screamed out, feeling her quake around me again, before she had even come down from her first orgasm, and I let myself fall with her. My back arched as my orgasm ripped a throaty roar from deep within me, and I slammed the full length of my cock into her over and over. Each pounding thrust unleashed a torrent of hot, sticky cum deep into her pussy, so much that it gushed out around my cock and flowed down her ass onto the sheets. I could not remember cumming so much or so hard in a very long time, maybe ever. It was ecstasy itself.
I couldn’t think straight. I could barely remember my own name. But this goddess before me was sex and bliss and heaven personified. My vision slowly came back into focus as I recovered from hands down one of the most intense orgasms of my life, watching as her own breathing slowed as she joined me back here on Earth.
Her eyes found mine, and suddenly she was giggling. I pulled myself from her depths, quite regretfully, and lay down beside her on the bed, uncaring of the mess that we had made. Wrapping my arm around her, I pulled her to my side as she giggled.
“Okay, now what on Earth is so funny about what just happened?” I asked, unable to keep the giant smile off of my face.
“That!” she sputtered between her peals of laughter.
“I’m going to need a little more information than that, darling,” I chuckled right back, kissing the damp curls at her temple.
“That. This,” she added, gesturing between us. “That is what it’s supposed to be like?” she asked in glorious wonder.
“Yes, babygirl. That is exactly how it’s supposed to be. And that is what I wanted for you. For us,” I answered honestly.
“That was… I don’t even have words for it!” she exclaimed, wrapping her arm around my waist and snuggling in closer.
“If you think that was good, just wait ‘til the toys come out.” The words were out of my mouth before I could think about it. Shit.
“Toys?” She pulled away slightly, looking at me in pure confusion.
“Yeah,” I admitted sheepishly.
“I’m not sure I want to ask, but what do toys have to do with what just happened here?” God, she blushed beautifully with embarrassment.
