Deep In Her Heat.
1064 Worte
Chapter 10.
“Yes.” Clara moaned softly, the sound shooting into c**k and wrapping tightly around me.
My jaws clamped, but you know what pleasured me the most? It was the pulsing feeling of her p***y against the tip of my c**k. The realization that she desired me as much as I desired her.
A feeling of bliss rose against my chest, so I positioned myself properly, pushing the tip of my c**k till it slipped into her wetness.
Clara’s body stiffened. “Unnmm…” The unbidden moan slipped past her lips, low, yet feral.
A muscle in my jaw tightened. “Damn it!!!” I gritted with clamped teeth, unsure if I was feeling this much pleasure from being in her sweet p***y, or from the way her wall tightened possessively around me.
My finger brushes against her forehead, and I push a strand away.
“You… you are so sweet…” I moaned, restricting the urge to bury my face against her neck.
Her lips parted, pleasure glimmering beneath her eyes. “I am so full.” She whispered in a shaky breath.
I looked down at our genitals. Full?
I was only halfway in. How… how can she be full?
My c**k jerked within her p***y, desiring more and more of her slickness.
So I pushed myself deeper, slamming my entire length into her in one deep, slow thrust.
“Argghh!!!” Clara moaned, her hands flying to grip my shoulders.
“That's it…” I groaned in outter pleasure, pulling myself halfway before sinking back into her.
Clara’s back arched. “Maxwell!!!” She cried ecstatically, her nails digging deeper into my skin in ways that made me shudder.
Fuck! This feels good! Wanting her feelings to be good! f*****g her feels good! But you know what will feel better? Having her all to myself. Yes. I want her. I want Clara. I want to have her as mine. And I will do everything legal until she is mine.
The tension in the room stretched and the heat of the moment wrapped firmly around us.
I moved a hand to one of her hips, holding her legs up, while one of my hands rested behind her head, then, I began to move my c**k, thrusting in and out of her p***y in a slow torturous manner.
Clara’s lips parted. “It.., it feels good...” She moaned, her eyes fixed on mine like I had commanded.
The sight of her like this, on my bed, taking my c**k. God!!!!
My nails dug into her hips, pleasure curling tightly around every breath.
“You like it?”
Her head fell into a gentle nod, as I snapped my waist forward, filling her sweet tight p***y with my c**k.
“Yes…. I love it…”
“How much do you love this Clara? Do you love how I f**k your p***y as much as I love it? Do you?”
Her throat bobbled as she suppressed a swallow. “Yes…. Yes, I love it...”
A feeling of satisfaction washed over me, and even though a flicker of fear and shame resided in her bright eyes, I could tell she liked this. That was my goal: to make her love this, to grant her pleasure and peace as much as she wanted them to be.
With every second, my waist snapped forward and I sank my c**k deeper, my veins dragging across her wall. “So f*****g tight… You are so f*****g tight for me, Clara.”
Her walls fluttered at the compliment, wrapping possessively around me until I felt the build-up of something reckless.
My jaws tightened. “Argghhh…. Clara!!! This feels good…. So fucning good.”
My eyes rolled and through the haze of it, I watched as her eyes rolled, lips parted, body trembling.
It felt so good! Watching her body tremble while she took my c**k like a good girl.
Sensation curled around my body and my waist snapped forward, the wet sound of my thrust filling the air, dark, lethal, and obscene.
Clara’s nails dug into my shoulder, her eyes rolling so hard she struggled to keep them on mine.
“I… Max…”
Her walls twitched, fluttering and clamping so hard.
I cupped her cheeks into my hand, staring deeper into her face while f*****g her p***y deeper like it was meant for just this.
“You what?”
Her trembling lips parted. “I….. I… I am going to c*m, max. I am going to cum.”
My breath hitched for a second and my shoulders tensed.
She was going to c*m? My Clara was going to c*m? On my c**k?
The thoughts hit me harder than the realization of my own orgasm and I felt my control snap.
“f**k!!!” I grunted, my waist moving in a sweet brutal thrust.
Clara gripped her stomach, clutching tightly while choking on her moan.
My parted lips trembled. “You feel that? You feel how deep my c**k is filling your p***y?”
Her toes curled and her nails sank deeper. “I am going to cummm.., argghh…”
Her back arched, and her knees buckled beneath me.
“c*m for me…” I urged, thrust deeper and deeper. And as though my words were all it took. Clara’s body jerked.
“Cummming….” She screamed in a soft voice, thrashing back and forth while spilling her every juice on me…
The sight was raw, nasty, and messy it triggered my own orgasm.
My pace fastened, eyes rolling backward while I jerked from the pleasure of orgasm.
“I…. I am… I am going to cum.”
My body trembled, and I hurriedly pulled my c**k out of her p***y, stroking gently while moving closer to her face.
“Open your mouth,” I grunted, stroking my c**k with so much need for relief.
Her lips parted, and I moved my c**k deeper into her mouth.
“That's it, Clara. I am going to c*m in your mouth. I am going to fill your mouth with my c*m…”
Her lips trembled slightly and with one more stroke of my c**k, hot thick ropes of c*m slipped past my c**k, spilling into her mouth.
Her throat wobbled, and she swallowed my c*m sweetly. “Good girl...” I panted, my breath rough, heavy, and uneven.
- Schriftsteller
