walls, or someone else’s bathroom, or even the cabin of a private jet, somewhere where I could give in, and let loose the screams he incited in me.
“You are glowing, as in literally, Christina,” he said when I opened my eyes, my body finally coming down to just post-climax tremors.
My skin did indeed glow as it shook, inside and out. In a dark room, I could have been a night light, my magic glittering all along my skin, creating a visible aura that anyone could see. Looking down over myself, watching his hands slowly be removed from my body, I was not at all embarrassed, but proud, if that made sense. With him, I liked me, in all of my forms. The golden hue of the light helped, made me seem mystical, supernatural, and that only aided in stroking something inside of me that I’d not known myself capable of – self-love.
“You’ve never been more beautiful,” he continued, lifting me up to him after he’d slowly removed himself from me completely. “Will you touch me? My hard cock aches for you, to be inside that warm wetness, having you squeeze me. I can’t get enough of being inside you, connected in such a way that I feel we are one.”
“I’d love to touch you, Lex,” I sighed as he made short work of undressing in front of me, material flying until he sat before me, naked. Strong thighs and arms, an almost surreal core, became exposed to me, and I looked him over, thanking my lucky stars that he was mine, and that he wanted me.
He kissed my forehead then, almost bringing those ever-threatening tears back to my eyes. I was growing weary of them, but not of all the good things that were bringing them about since we’d been reunited. I reached out to his thick, dark hair, letting his silky locks curl around my fingers. I moved on to trace over his chiseled cheekbones before running my fingers over his full lips. He growled when I began to smooth over his broad shoulders, playing over the hills and valleys there. I got the same sound when my hands rubbed over his chest and abs. I couldn’t help but to kiss and bite his tight skin there, licking, and sometimes nibbling, too.
His nipples budded in my mouth, and it seemed that the more I sucked, the more his hand that had grabbed my hair pushed me into him. He wanted more, and he wanted it rougher. I bit down on the hard bud, scraping my teeth over it, getting a primal sound from him that vibrated his body, and made me feel like prey. I loved every minute of it.
By the time I reached his cock, letting my fingers lightly play over the head, he’d begun to hiss. “Your magic, it is so warm, so tingly, it adds so much to your touch. I can’t describe it other than to lamely call it otherworldly. Everything about being with you is like that.”
His words had come out shaky, as he seemed to be only able to manage a few at a time. My own stomach tightened again to know I could get such a reaction from him. His eyes, I knew wanting to watch, fluttered open each time his now stormy arousal closed them.
When I touched the tiny hole on his tight head, he moaned, long and low, giving me all the incentive I needed to continue on. I cupped my hands loosely as they roamed down over the bulging veins and shiny red skin of his shaft. I let one hand cup and massage his balls, rolling them in my palm, working them with my fingers. While his growl grew more animalistic, he pulled my hands from his erection, grabbing me to pull my body to his.
I had to move quickly to accommodate him, climbing up on the couch and settling my legs around his midsection. When we were stomach to stomach, his hard cock pushed into the softness of my stomach. While his hands moved to cup my face, he pulled me in for an intense, passionate kiss while our bodies rubbed together in a volatile and yet fruitless manner when compared to what we both really wanted. His tongue ran along the seam of my lips, forcing them open.
In the midst of that, his
“You are glowing, as in literally, Christina,” he said when I opened my eyes, my body finally coming down to just post-climax tremors.
My skin did indeed glow as it shook, inside and out. In a dark room, I could have been a night light, my magic glittering all along my skin, creating a visible aura that anyone could see. Looking down over myself, watching his hands slowly be removed from my body, I was not at all embarrassed, but proud, if that made sense. With him, I liked me, in all of my forms. The golden hue of the light helped, made me seem mystical, supernatural, and that only aided in stroking something inside of me that I’d not known myself capable of – self-love.
“You’ve never been more beautiful,” he continued, lifting me up to him after he’d slowly removed himself from me completely. “Will you touch me? My hard cock aches for you, to be inside that warm wetness, having you squeeze me. I can’t get enough of being inside you, connected in such a way that I feel we are one.”
“I’d love to touch you, Lex,” I sighed as he made short work of undressing in front of me, material flying until he sat before me, naked. Strong thighs and arms, an almost surreal core, became exposed to me, and I looked him over, thanking my lucky stars that he was mine, and that he wanted me.
He kissed my forehead then, almost bringing those ever-threatening tears back to my eyes. I was growing weary of them, but not of all the good things that were bringing them about since we’d been reunited. I reached out to his thick, dark hair, letting his silky locks curl around my fingers. I moved on to trace over his chiseled cheekbones before running my fingers over his full lips. He growled when I began to smooth over his broad shoulders, playing over the hills and valleys there. I got the same sound when my hands rubbed over his chest and abs. I couldn’t help but to kiss and bite his tight skin there, licking, and sometimes nibbling, too.
His nipples budded in my mouth, and it seemed that the more I sucked, the more his hand that had grabbed my hair pushed me into him. He wanted more, and he wanted it rougher. I bit down on the hard bud, scraping my teeth over it, getting a primal sound from him that vibrated his body, and made me feel like prey. I loved every minute of it.
By the time I reached his cock, letting my fingers lightly play over the head, he’d begun to hiss. “Your magic, it is so warm, so tingly, it adds so much to your touch. I can’t describe it other than to lamely call it otherworldly. Everything about being with you is like that.”
His words had come out shaky, as he seemed to be only able to manage a few at a time. My own stomach tightened again to know I could get such a reaction from him. His eyes, I knew wanting to watch, fluttered open each time his now stormy arousal closed them.
When I touched the tiny hole on his tight head, he moaned, long and low, giving me all the incentive I needed to continue on. I cupped my hands loosely as they roamed down over the bulging veins and shiny red skin of his shaft. I let one hand cup and massage his balls, rolling them in my palm, working them with my fingers. While his growl grew more animalistic, he pulled my hands from his erection, grabbing me to pull my body to his.
I had to move quickly to accommodate him, climbing up on the couch and settling my legs around his midsection. When we were stomach to stomach, his hard cock pushed into the softness of my stomach. While his hands moved to cup my face, he pulled me in for an intense, passionate kiss while our bodies rubbed together in a volatile and yet fruitless manner when compared to what we both really wanted. His tongue ran along the seam of my lips, forcing them open.
In the midst of that, his
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