17
MAYZIE
I thrust a hand in my hair and let my eyes flutter closed as I try to catch my breath from the mind-bending orgasm this man just gave me. I can no longer tell if my skin is damp from the earlier rain or from sweating beneath him.
Jack kisses my cheek and down my neck, giving me time to breathe and recover. I can still feel his impressive length resting against my thigh as his mouth gives my heated skin dose after dose of sensual worship. It’s as if his lips are savoring each taste, and my skin is relishing each touch, eager to give it to him.
Withdrawing his hand from my panties, Jack hooks his thumbs in the sides and starts to slide them down my legs, his mouth working its way up back up my stomach. The strands of his hair that hang down graze my skin lightly, heightening each sensation.
Our bodies are so satisfyingly pressed together, all smoothness and warmth, and mine arches into him as I feel the ache for him start to build again.
My hands are doing whatever they want with no signal from me, gripping the cool skin of his back, skimming up to lace my fingers into his hair. One of them goes rogue, sloping over his shoulder to journey down the front of him, skipping over the warm t errain of ridges and bumps of his chest and abdomen to find his cock again. Jack lets out a hiss as my fingers stroke down its length before wrapping around him, eager to get back to that mutual state of arousal.
“God,” he husks out, dropping his head against me, causing his hanging cross to brush against my collar bone. His breathing is labored as he collects himself. The sight is so sexy it hurts.
I don’t think either of us knows the answer. My only response is to keep touching him, trying to give him only good things as my body continues to slowly heave beneath his.
Our motions pick up pace and heat in equal measure, pulling each other into another enchanting rapture. Every movement is fevered yet fluid as his mouth takes on a hungrier progression, devouring every part of me he can reach. When it ventures down to close over one of my nipples, another shot of ecstasy barrels through my veins straight to my sex. My mouth drops open on a fervent moan as I start to move against him, not even realizing what I’m doing. I’m just letting my body do what it will, and letting my mind and my heart get lost together in the whirlwind.
Jack reaches for the condom beside us, shifting his weight to his elbow to tear it open before swiftly shuttling it down his length. Tossing the wrapper on the floor, he resumes his position on top of me, our frantic motions recommencing. His arms come around to cradle my head while his lips come down to capture mine again, moaning against them as the head of his cock nudges exquisitely against my slick opening.
“This is so perfect,” he whispers against my lips, and I gasp in response as he starts to push inside me. “Take me, baby…” he beckons between kisses, and takes ahold of my hand.“Take all of me.”
I don’t need to obey; my body does it for me. Stretching and arching, I lift my hips, welcoming him in. His thickness stretches me, hurting me so good as his hips start rolling against me .
“Ohhh…” I moan out as he repeats the beautiful invasion over and over; going deeper each time.
I can’t even describe this amazing, rhythmic, and sensuous spell we’re under, except… it’s everything.
Jack
I bury myself in Mayzie over and over again, never feeling so euphoric in my life. There’s so much happening right now I can’t keep track of it, and I try not to even bother. Beauty, passion, love, lust – it’s all tumbling together in an intense storm, encapsulated in our own private world that spans no further than this bed.
My heart has never pounded so hard, and I’ve never been so driven to chase a feeling while not quite wanting to catch up with it. I want to come so much, yet I don’t want to stop. It’s exceeded everything I could have imagined this would be like with Mayzie, yet I can’t get enough. I can’t get deep enough, close enough.
Taking her hand, I wrap it behind me, leaving her arm around my neck as I run my hand down its length to her shoulder. Down the side of her body, my hand travels until it reaches behind her thigh, just below her ass, hiking it up just enough to give me more access. I anchor her in place as I thrust deeper; harder.
“Fuck, Maze,” I groan out breathlessly, driving and pushing with relentless vigor. Her breathing is shallow and rapid beneath me, punctuated with ecstatic cries in between. It’s music to my fucking ears, and I want to tell her how much I love her as I push into her again and again, but I restrain myself. This can’t be the first time I tell her.
“Look at me,” I gently beckon as my other hand comes up to grip t he headboard. Her grey eyes look crystal as she sweetly obeys, and then they widen for me as I drive in deeper than before, her hips pumping perfectly against mine as our slow rhythm resumes, only deeper; more pronounced. Her other arm leaves my waist to join the other around my neck, holding on tight as I thrust into her.
I just had the undeniable privilege of holding her while she let me make her fall apart. This time, I’m coming with her.
“God,” the word comes out of me on a guttural groan as I keep coursing into her in deep, long strokes, like I’m trying to make us share the same body.
Mayzie’s head is craned back as she sensuously moans beneath me. The sound sends another surge through me, and I gratefully respond by kissing hungrily up her throat, letting my tongue sneak out to taste her skin. That’s when I feel her tighten. Her pussy is squeezing me and her moaning gets louder, more desperate. I’m right there with her as I grunt and groan against her neck, my cock swelling more with each plunge.
“Are you close, baby?” I ask, barely breathing the words out.
“Yes… oh my God,” she keens, her nails sinking into my back, and that’s the moment I detonate.
“Fuck!” I ram into her as she cries out. Over and over, I pump into her, cum shooting out with each stroke. “Maze!” I groan, my pelvis still rolling against hers as her body ripples underneath me. My cock is throbbing and I drop my forehead against hers, silently willing her to bring me down.
After a moment, I can no longer hold out and my body buckles, collapsing gently on Mayzie and giving her my weight. Not wanting to crush her, I use my last ounce of strength to roll us, pulling her to lie on top of me.
Our bodies rise and fall together, desperate for breath and damp with sweat. Mayzie’s breath sweeps across my skin from where her cheek rests on my chest, and my arms come around her, holding her tight against me like I’m keeping both her, and this feeling, from drifting away.