by Raven Li
“Do you want me?” she asked teasingly. He moaned and kissed her again, plundering her mouth with his tongue.
Leading him to their bed, she gently pushed him back onto it. Straddling his hips, she held herself just away from him, slowly stroking his erection with her hands. “Do you want me?” she asked again, grinning wickedly.
He gasped and his hands tightened on her hips, trying unsuccessfully to draw her down onto him. “Yes!”
“I don’t know...I’m not convinced.”
“Yes, I want you, Sasha! I need you! I need you to be my lover, my friend, my heart, forever!”
Placing the head of his cock against her entrance, she lowered herself with excruciating slowness. The thick head opened her slowly, sliding deeper as his shaft filled her. Waves of pleasure shook her as she at last came to rest against him, utterly impaled on his cock, and she flung back her head with a moan.
“Yes,” he groaned, his hands sliding up over her breasts, squeezing and tugging at her sensitive nipples.
She started to rock on him, grinding her body against his. The tight friction was wonderful, driving her higher and higher, until she spasmed hard around him. His hands gripped her hips, and he began to thrust up, meeting her pace, driving deeper and deeper until he suddenly arched beneath her. They cried out in unison, and Sasha felt a final orgasm grip her body, rushing through her in waves until she was completely spent.
With a happy sigh, she slipped off him and lay down, her head pillowed against his shoulder. He kissed her gently on the forehead. “I love you,” he whispered.
She smiled, no longer ashamed or afraid of her feelings. “I love you, too,” she said, and settled down to a peaceful sleep in his arms.
The End
About the Author
Raven Li once wanted to be an exotic dancer, but her dream was doomed by a complete lack of coordination. She now lives in North Carolina with three neurotic cats, two motorcycles, and a husband who inspires all of her sex scenes. She loves to hear from readers, so you can email her at [email protected].
