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My every muscle shakes as the sharp pain spreads from my pussy. My heart dances with the strange heat gathering around it. Alex wipes my tears with his lips and shares the salty taste with me through a kiss.
“Breathe,” he tells me.
He pulls his cock a little as I exhale; I cry softly but end in a moan. Alex thrust his hips against me. I bury my lips on his skin along with my nails. He moves in quick but shallow thrusts, scratching the sting along my walls. My walls become greedy and wrap around his cock tighter. Teasing them, Alex pulls a longer part of his shaft out, and my walls cling to it like a whining child.
He chuckles against my cheeks. “I’ll take care of you,” he whispers before thrusting deep into me.
Alex moves faster and more intensely against me. My body can't understand how it feels. The stings and tickles make me cry, moan, and hiss. Part of me wants to push him away to take a break, but my body does the opposite. I cling to his shoulders and wrap my legs around his hips harder.
“Alex,” I cry when he pushes my hips higher, almost rolling me in half. “Please,” I beg when he pulls a little of his cock away.
My crotch fights his when he pushes his cock deeper into me. My hips chase him when he pulls away. Reddish bruises appear on his right shoulder as I bite it with my lips and suck the skin to divert the crazy sensations covering me.
The heat in my heart ignites more, making me forget how to breathe. I feel like drowning in the warmth of Alex’s body against my scorching skin. “I can’t breathe,” I utter while countering his every thrust.
Alex pauses; panic shows in his eyes. His cock pulses inside me, informing me that he still wants more of me. I want more of him, too. But I didn't expect that this would be so intense.
I hold on to his wrist when Alex pulls away and shakes my head. He smiles and plants a quick kiss on my lips. "I'm not going anywhere."
He stacks a few pillows over my head and slides my back to them to elevate my upper torso. "Comfy?"
I nod while smiling. Alex takes my mouth into another passionate kiss before moving it to my tits. He curls my legs and points my knees to the ceiling. I close my eyes as I can imagine how my position looks before him. He spreads me like I’m a frog he needs to dissect. But his eyes gaze at me like he wants every inch of me.
"Alex," I lick my lips and moan while watching his cock disappear into my pussy. He lifts my head, leans over, and kisses me.
We share another lingering and burning kiss while he sets the rhythm of his thrusts. When I feel uncomfortable, he stops and repositions me. He lets go of a triumphant smile when we finally find a comfortable position.
I don't know if it's the position or the view before me, but the pain becomes beautiful as I watch Alex's body moves in waves. He's not an overly chiseled guy, but his ab muscles form as he thrusts against me. I place my palm against his abs and kiss him, moaning into his mouth as he leads us to the brink of ecstasy.
“Alex,” I mutter while pulling my lips away from him.
“Almost there, honey,” he replies before pushing me back to the pile of pillows.
My hips dance as he intensifies the rhythm of his thrust. The heat around my hips concentrates on top of my crotch, electrifying my clit, tickling it so that I almost feel like peeing. My heart races; it ticks like a time bomb waiting to explode. My breathing becomes shallow and heavy.
Alex lifts my hips higher and grinds his crotch harder against me. I release broken moans and repeatedly call his name like a panicking child. With a loud grunt and a strong push, his cock hit something inside me. It breaks all the contained heat in my crotch, heart, and every nerve. Pleasurable but strange warmth stirs into my blood, pushing my mind into a euphoric state. My heart pounds hard; I'm about to explode. I remain in his arms, frozen like a rock, and enjoy the overflowing heat of his cum inside me.
When I finally remember to breathe, Alex lays me flat on the bed and leans closer to me. He levels his mouth into mine but doesn't kiss me. He lets me breathe into his mouth, and he into mine. We stare into each other's eyes while waiting for our bodies to calm down. The ends of our lips curve into satisfied smiles.
“Are you okay?” he manages to ask. I can only nod before sliding my legs off his hips.
Alex rolls to my side. He slides a hand under my waist, but his phone suddenly rings. He blows a sigh. I pretend to be sleepy and turn away from him. Alex kisses me on my shoulder and rises from the bed.
My lips curve into an adoring smile when I hear him talk about his patient. He walks to his closet and takes out a shirt. "I'll be..." he pauses and takes deep breaths.
I sit on the bed, sucking in the tickling pain between my thighs. “Go. I can manage. I’ll clean up, lock up, and go home.”
Alex's eyes light up with relief. He throws his phone and puts on his shirt and pants. "Don't go home. Stay. Sleep more. I'll be home by breakfast," his lips twitch. He puts on a puppy smirk and says, "Or it can be lunch. But..."
“I’ll wait,” I say before kissing him.
Alex looks at me with a smile that rocks my heart. I have to wait. We need to clear things between us. But right now, I only want to stay with him.
