| Subject: Chapter 241 - Part 5 (18 and above) |
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Date Posted: Monday, May 01, 07:04:16am
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KatherineG.
's message, "Dreams in the Dark" on Monday, May 01, 06:55:47am
She couldn't even move after this, knew nothing but her trembling bliss. The only, vague impression she had outside of it was that her lover had yet to join her in it. But that truth scared her far more than she could express.
There was a part of him which knew this, sensing how far he had already pushed her--but he no longer really cared. If there were one deficiency in his beloved, it was the way she convinced herself that she couldn't take any more pleasure, once she had already found aching release. He smiled, almost cruelly, pulling out of her, to her cry, before rolling her over, readjusting them, on the bed. But he had every intention of teaching her just how untrue this was.
It was a second later that he had her on her back, her thighs in his hands, as he pushed them up her form; she was still shuddering in bliss below him, but he didn't seem to notice--moving her into the position he wanted. Soon, the backs of her thighs were on his chest, the backs of her knees on his shoulders--her feet somewhere down his back. When she opened her eyes, her look almost frightened, his feral smile only deepened--his hand guiding his cock. "It's not enough," he informed her simply. And then he was penetrating her again.
Oh, Jesus! Her back arched, body shuddering--unable to accept how good this felt. She let out a scream, her hands on his upper arms, almost wanting to stop him--incapable of taking any more pleasure just now. "Mi-chael," she pleaded. But he clearly had no intention of ending this yet.
She discovered this more deeply a few moments later, her lover stretching her pleasure-swollen depths around him to the full. When she hissed, the joy of it *far* too good, he just laughed, pulling back once. And then he was inside her, before she knew what to expect.
She had to scream with the sensation--his broad cock parting her, opening her to depths she often forgot that she was capable of; her fingers dug into his arms, teeth clenched, head back. But it was the very fact that it felt so damn good which was threatening to kill her now.
It took her a few seconds to be able to open her eyes, and he waited this time--watching her, as she adjusted, pants trembling out of her, to his breadth. It was a moment he adored. She was so beautiful when she was utterly overwhelmed by his size; he almost laughed. No other woman on earth had ever made him so very happy to be so generously endowed.
He let her brace herself, then, allowed her a moment to prepare herself for the pleasure to come. Besides, she felt damn good, as her body shivered around him--alternately shocked and begging for more; one hand stroked tenderly over her face, his love allowed to resurface momentarily, just when she couldn't see. Even had he not been so entirely devoted to her soul, she would still have been the lover of his dreams; his smile grew. But he couldn't ever imagine not needing her with every fragment of his self.
She was shivering, when she finally looked at him again, wasn't seeing any of his thoughts, her gaze so amazed--her body incapable of growing used to how astounding he was. And his eyes were temporarily, solely, loving--the white heat in hiding, for now. "You feel so good, Nikita." He leaned in, kissing her tenderly--which she deepened, adoring. "No one else on earth can ever give me what I need."
Lord. She saw this at that moment, knew that they had nothing to worry about--never had. Still, their terrors of separation came out in strange ways, at times, her need to have him close wracking her. She smiled, gaze giving him everything. "I love you," she whispered--but that was the end of sanity, for now.
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