Page 19 of Michael's Awakening
“Dammit, I’m ready. I need you in me. Now.” My demand came out as more of a whine.
Michael chuckled as he withdrew his fingers and then slapped my ass. Hard. I jerked forward as I squealed. It was unexpected, but I loved it. I could already tell that he was going to be the best sex I’d ever had.
I wanted to be fucked wildly and I knew he was up for that challenge.
My oozing cock throbbed in anticipation as I heard Michael unbutton his pants and pull them down. The sound of the condom being ripped open drifted to my ears and I adjusted my position on the bed to better support my upper body. After I readjusted, I peeked behind my shoulder to catch a glimpse of him and my eyes widened.
Oh. My. God. He was massively huge.
Michael grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted it directly onto his long, straight, beast of a dick and began working it down his shaft. I bit my lip as I watched him. His green eyes lifted to meet my gaze and excitement boiled in my stomach. He still had his shirt on, but before I could say anything about it, he firmly grabbed my hips and placed the head of his cock at my entrance.
Spreading my cheeks, he softly pushed against my hole. The tip of his dick slowly broke past the tight ring of muscles at my entrance and I shuddered. More, I needed more. I moved my body back and tried to impale myself harder on him, but he grabbed my hips tighter and held me in place.
“Please, fuck me.” I laid my forehead down on the mattress as every muscle in my body quaked with need.
“Mmm… I like it when you beg, Princess.” His raspy voice shot straight to my dick.
How the hell did he do that? I had never wanted someone so bad in my life.
“I’ll fucking sing you show tunes and do a dance number if you want. Just fuck– AH!”
He shoved into me in one smooth thrust of his hips and buried himself inside me all the way to the hilt. The sting in my ass was intense and I cried out. He halted his thrusts and stayed completely still as the muscles in my ass contracted around his thick length and tried to grow accustomed to his size.
“You okay?” Desire laced his voice, along with genuine concern.
“Uh-huh. I’m okay.” And I was. The sting left almost as quickly as it came and now I wanted him to fuck me senseless.
At my reassurance, Michael began to move in and out of me. Slowly at first, but then he began to quicken his pace.
“Yes! Oh, Michael, yes.” I panted as he continued the welcomed assault inside of me. I was already on the verge of coming and I hadn’t even stroked myself yet.
He growled behind me and dug his fingers into my hips as he drove himself harder into my ass. Our grunts and gasps filled the room as he impaled me over and over again. I could feel that familiar tingle going up my spine as his hard length moved inside of me and I didn’t think I was going to last much longer.
He grabbed my hips and slowly pulled almost all the way out, with just the tip of his dick inside me– and then he thrust forward and buried himself back in me.
“Fuck! Princess, you feel so fucking good,” he groaned as his pace quickened and his balls slapped against my ass.
My response was another string of unintelligible words. I lifted myself up more on my right elbow as I took my left hand and brought it down to stroke my dick.
Michael moaned and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me back on him as he sat back on his knees. He buried his face into my neck as he continued to ride my ass and kiss that sensitive spot beneath my ear that drove me crazy.
I moved my hand back down to jerk my dick, but he grabbed my arm and brought it up to cup the back of his neck instead. Dammit! My cock dripped with need and he kept preventing me from touching it. I’d never been one to manage an anal-only orgasm.
“Michael! Please. I need to…” My words trailed off into a loud gasp as he used his free hand and grabbed my dick. He pulled and stroked my leaking prick as his other arm tightened around my torso. “Ah! Yes! I’m gonna come.”
Michael nibbled my neck as he pounded eagerly into me and jerked me off simultaneously. Then, he shifted his position slightly and caused his hard dick to brush over my prostate. Shudders overtook me. I was going to freaking lose it.
“Come for me, Angel,” he growled into my ear, his warm breath sweeping across the back of my neck as his words drifted off into a soft moan.
My balls drew up tight right before my orgasm hit me full-force and sent ripples of pleasure all throughout my body. Stars danced behind my eyes as I quivered from my release. Michael’s thrusts faltered as he hit his own climax and emptied himself inside me. His arm tightened around me as he groaned sexily in my ear, and it was the sexiest sound I had ever heard.
After the shudders had left both of our bodies, he leaned me forward on the bed and nuzzled my shoulder with his forehead as he slowly pulled out of me.
I shot my load all over my stomach and comforter, and I knew I needed to clean myself up, but I could already feel the pulls of sleep calling to me. My orgasms were always amazing, but rarely affected me the way that one did. Rolling onto my side, I curled up against my pillow as my breaths gradually began to slow down and my muscles started to get heavy with relaxation. I felt Michael get up from the bed, but my eyes had already started to close.
I had experienced the most intense orgasm of my life and was more sated than I’d ever been. I thought I heard the faucet running in my bathroom, but I couldn’t be sure. Sleep was already creeping up on me and within minutes, I was out.
