Page 26 of Felix and the Spy

He reached her inner thighs but skipped over to press a kiss on the side of her hip. Amara had wide hips, contrary to her small, perky breasts and slimmer arms. One of her lovers had even said she had childbearing hips. Which brought her to her next point.

“Also, I don’t want to get pregnant. It would be nice if you could pull out before you come. I know it contradicts all that I said about losing control. A lot of people have told me that—”

When he kissed her belly button, her stomach fluttered. The cum that he’s sprayed on her was drying on her stomach. Silver eyes looked up at her from between her breasts.

“We’ll do whatever you like. Whatever makes you feel safe.” Her heart squeezed. “The purpose of sex is to bring you pleasure, not worry.”

She could kiss him right there. “I’m glad you understand.”

It was really nice to have an affair with someone mature, for a change. The younger men she’d slept with had often been put off by her demands. She liked to use sponges or sheaths, but she hadn’t brought any that day.

“Anything else?” His mouth moved up to kiss her breasts. He swirled his tongue over her hardened nipples, gently suckling each peak before kissing it. Her toes curled. She couldn’t keep this up for any longer. Every cell in her body cried out for more.

When he reached her other breast, she dug her hair into his fingers and pulled his head up.

“I think it’s time you fucked me.”

His erection pressed into her belly. Looked like they were in agreement. Felix pressed a final kiss to her collarbone, inhaling the scent of her skin, before he backed away. Sliding down, he pushed her legs apart, his grey irises growing dark at the sight of her pussy.

“You’re so wet for me, Amara. Your little pink cunt is throbbing with the need to suck up my fat cock.” He positioned the tip of his shaft at her dripping entrance. At the first brush of his leaking tip on her clit, her hips bucked.

He rubbed calming circles on her hip, trying to hold her down. “Just like that. Stay down like a good girl while I fuck you.”

He ran his tip over her slick folds, lubricating them with her juices. All sensation was focused between her legs, her cunt pulsing with the raw, aching need to be filled.

“Felix, please….” she begged, writhing.

He positioned his cock at her entrance and slid in. Inch by delicious inch, he filled her needy pussy, stretching her, stroking her, plunging her deep into her heat. Her fingers dug into the bedsheet, gripping it hard as he fed her his shaft, pushing past her tightness.

“Ummm…Look at you, taking my cock in so well…what a good girl you are.” He crammed his thick base into her until he was buried balls deep in her cunt. It was a tight fit, but it felt so right. His tip brushed the entrance of her womb, making fire explode in her belly.

“I’m going to start moving now,” he said. She felt his cock slide out of her pussy, groaning at the emptiness. Then, he slammed back in, and the wet sounds of flesh slapping on flesh filled the air. The wooden bed frame creaked. Felix ignored it, pulling out of her again and pounding back into her wet little hole. Her pussy sucked his dick in with squelching sounds, needing the friction so badly. Every thrust was a step closer to heaven, a countdown to the obliterating high of orgasm that she craved.

A sprinkling of heated, magical dust buzzed all over her skin. Her nerve endings ignited.

“Harder.” She croaked out.

His knuckles brushed her clit as he drove into her harder, rougher, his demon eyes fixed on the pleasure marring her face. He studied her responses and adjusted his pace. She wrapped her legs around him, wanting to feel him closer. His thrusts were deep, wrecking her cunt and grazing her womb.

When he hit the magical spot inside her, her back bowed off the bed. She clung to his shoulders, her nails digging into his back. She was so close, she could taste her release. His hands gripped her breasts. When he pinched her nipple, a fire roared in her blood.

“Please…don’t stop..” Croaky whimpers resounded, as the heated cries of sex filled the air. The bed creaked so hard, she was afraid it’d break.

Felix was consumed by madness, squeezing her breasts, tweaking her nipples, gripping her hips, and driving into her repeatedly.

“Come on my cock, Amara. Drench me with your cream.”

Her hips rose to meet his, his cock punching her sweet spot with every thrust. She felt him everywhere, his scent surrounding her, his cock filling her, his rough palms on her breasts, assaulting her sensitive tips. Every thrust was hard, possessive, certain. He played her like a violin until she had no choice but to surrender.

Amara came with a loud cry, calling out his name.

Her inner walls spasmed, squeezing his hard shaft. Eyeballs rolling back in her head, she saw stars. Amara’s body was no longer her own, exploding like a never-ending firework into bursts of light. She didn’t even feel him go still inside her when he came.

The world was perfect for a few blissful moments, the pain that eternally weighed on her chest vanishing like soap bubbles. There was only a deep sense of satisfaction that sunk into her bones, an ecstasy that was as overpowering as it was transient. It was the most primal form of connection with life.

Felix pulled out and shot his seed onto her chest, covering her breasts in viscous, transparent ribbons of cum. It aroused her so much that her orgasm kept coming. She let her body break apart and come together, dying and being reborn with every pleasurable spasm.

When the waves receded, she opened her eyes. Felix was gazing at her, his knees braced on either side of her hips. He got off and came to sit on the edge of the bed, caressing her hair. Her sated eyes sleepily watched him.

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