A single drop of pre-cum oozed from the head, and I groaned with desire. When her dewy lips brushed against the head of my dick, I jerked at the electric pleasure. Then she opened her mouth and let the shaft ease inch by inch inside. It felt like the perfect magic trick, the way she made it disappear.
Her velvety tongue rolled up and down the length while she sucked. I clenched my fists tight, pounding on the floor. She moved her head up and down, faster. Gasping her name, I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her back.
I had been dreaming about this moment far too long. It had been too long since I had been with a woman, as I had let go of all the loose ends of no-strings-attached pussy to be with Hanna. Now, my rock-hard cock was ready to fire off like a rocket. I wanted to give her the ecstasy she was giving me, so I guided her to my face and let her take a seat. With her ass on my chest and her legs spread, her delectable pussy was positioned right over my mouth, and I wasn’t afraid to let her ride. She was unsure, I could tell. I had to show her how to enjoy the new position. I unsheathed her clitoris with my tongue and licked until the erogenous zone was engorged and swollen with need.
“Don’t stop!” Hanna cried out, as I penetrated her succulent pussy with my tongue. She leaned all the way back and braced her hands at my sides. Her hips rolled back and forth, guiding herself to my ready mouth. I gave her a tongue lashing she wouldn’t soon forget. Her creamy sweetness spilled down my cheeks and chin, and I moaned in satisfaction, licking her clean. “Eat this fucking pussy,” she groaned. Spurred on by her dirty mouth, I grabbed handfuls of her ass and buried my face. She rode my mouth, chasing the lightning. When her orgasm struck, I could feel her clitoris pulsating, and she exhaled a loud, long wail of release. My cock sprang forward in response.
I hastily repositioned myself on top. She was still gripped by ecstasy, shivering as wave after wave of pleasure overtook her. It was then that I penetrated, and her inner muscles rippled, squeezing, stroking. I grunted and buried myself deep. She was so silky wet, it felt like swimming. Her perfect cunt closed around me like a fist. I thrust deeper, then pulled back. Finding her lips, I kissed her as my pelvis rocked and circled. Her moans and sounds of excitement turned me on. I was burning for her. I was so close to the edge.
“Take it!” I ordered, breathing raggedly. “Oh, shit! Take this cock.”
She wrapped her legs around my hips and lifted her pelvis to meet mine, and we clung to each other. I was plunging into pleasure. She was ascending with each deep thrust. Faster, the spiraling trails of ecstasy circled inside, and our tempo increased to meet the frenzy. She cried out my name, and it sounded like a binding spell. I started to tremble as the sensations of pleasure increased in intensity. At my core centered the ecstasy. My cock strained to release. I gripped her by the hips and sank in one last time. Then the orgasm clawed through me like an uncaged beast.
I lay there in her arms, trying to catch my breath. Resting my head on her shoulder, I experienced a sensation like coming home when she gathered me close. I listened to her pounding heart slow its rapid pace. Her chest rose and fell beneath my ear. I closed my eyes and inhaled, loving her familiar scent. She chuckled, and the sound of it rumbled in her chest. “Whatever happened needs to happen more often if it leads to this,” she murmured.
I smiled tiredly. I didn’t want to move. Though we didn’t have to rush, I contemplated whether I should ask her to stay the night. I knew I shouldn’t be selfish, as much as I wanted to keep her to myself. I didn’t want to upset her aunt; nor did I want to tarnish Hanna’s reputation. I wondered if she’d always inspire that protectiveness in me. What would happen to us in the future? We were destined to end, which made me savor the moment more.
It was the end of a rollercoaster of a year, and it had gone out with a bang. The discussion with my therapist threatened to resurface and steal me away from the calming comfort of Hanna’s embrace, but I wouldn’t allow it. Hanna tenderly brushed my hair back from my face and caressed my cheek. “I just had a wish come true. You make a wish,” she urged.
“There aren’t any stars here.”
“There’re stars. You don’t have to see them to make a wish.”
I closed my eyes, going along with her sweet madness, and made a random wish. I didn’t really have the heart to tell her I didn’t believe in wishes. Like I had once told my father, I made my own luck.
“What’d you wish for?” she asked.
My smart phone buzzed from our pile of discarded clothes, and I untangled myself to see who was calling. If it wasn’t important, whoever it was could wait, but only a few people had my personal line. “Hang on, beloved. Hello?”
“Sir?”
“Yeah, what’s wrong, Gervais? I’m kinda busy at the moment.”
“You know I wouldn’t bother you under normal circumstances. I know it’s late, but…”
“But what? Spit it out.”
“Well, I just got off the phone with a woman who claimed…a woman who claims to be your mother.”
End of Book 1
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Table of Contents
Damaged
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
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