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I don’t know if I can do this anymore.
The urge to touch her is overwhelming.
Never being one to deny myself, I allow my fingertips to glide over the silky skin of her shoulder.
Waking to feel of rough hand on my upper arm, panic sets in only a moment before I smell him.
My tense body relaxes almost immediately. The darkness of my room allows me to fake my sleep a little longer, savouring the gentle sweetness of a touch reserved for his private moments. Moments like these are fleeting. I know he would never touch me like this had he known I was awake.
The CD player on my dresser still on low volume, I’ve never been able to fall asleep without the TV or music playing. Something I took with me when I left home. As a child, I needed something to drown out the constant shouting and bickering. Music worked. And it stuck.
When the fingertips on my arm move away, I feel like crying. I want them back.
I want him.
Desperately.
The sounds of clothes being removed make my belly flutter, and I fight the urge to cheer and clap. The covers lift, and he climbs in and over me.
“Twitch?” I ask sleepily.
A long silence, then a husky, “Yeah.” Pinching the material of my tank between his thumb and forefinger, he tugs and says, “Off.”
Stretching, I work on my tank while he pulls off my pajama pants and panties in one swift yank. Then I’m lying naked in the middle of my bed, unable to see much of anything, just a silhouette of a large male body. And that body is stalking towards me, then covering me.
Chest-to-chest, he lies flat on top of me, skin-to-skin. His warm, firm body blankets mine. He presses me into the mattress, putting his weight on me. Putting pressure on me. It’s not uncomfortable, but restricts me. Reaching down, his links his fingers with mine and slowly pulls my arms up over my head. I know what he wants.
Tonight, he won’t get a fight. I’ll give in.
As much as is possible for me.
Looking down at my body, he takes his time drinking me in. And the way he looks at me is as if I’m precious. His slow, drawn out exhale makes my body break into goosebumps and I flush. His knee pushes between my legs, forcing them apart. I get the hint. Spreading my legs for him, he settles on top of me and puts his face close to mine. So close that his lips touch the corner of mine as he speaks. “Legs around me.”
His breath warms my lips. I nod. My legs snake around his hips and wrap tight. He won’t get away from me easily tonight.
Releasing one hand, he fists his cock and rubs up and down my damp entrance. Every time his piercing touches my clit, my eyes roll back into my head and I fight the urge to moan out loud. So I’m surprised when he growls, “Already wet. I knew you would be.”
I’m ready for him when he pushes the head of his cock into me. Ready or not, I mew like a cat in heat. The fullness, the satisfaction, the stiff heat…it’s perfection. How could I ever want more than this? I feel complete.
And it’s then that my eyes fly open and his words come back to haunt me.
“You’re not gonna want anyone but me.”
As soon as my mind begins to panic, Twitch slides home. My mouth opens in a silent moan and my eyes close. Linking our fingers once more, he holds my hands firmly above my head, rocking into me slowly but deeply.
“Miss me?”
I hear the smile in his voice and can’t help but smile back. “You’re an asshole.”
His voice changes. A strong agreement. “I know.”
He thrusts deep and my channel grips him tightly. Almost as if even my body fears this will be the last time and doesn’t want him to go. I don’t know what possesses me, but the words fly out mid-moan, “Kiss me.”
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. “No.”
Well, alright then. It was worth a shot. I guess.
Thank God the room is so dark that my embarrassed flush will go unnoticed.
When he stops thrusting and tries to unwrap my legs from around him, I squeeze them tighter around his waist. Dropping his hands, he says low in warning, “Lexi.”
And with a pout, I allow myself to be unravelled. Gripping my hips, he pulls me further down the bed, lifts my legs onto his shoulders, and enters me again in one harsh thrust. A whimper breaks free from me. As soon as Twitch hears it, something in him breaks. He grunts and slams into me. At this angle, it feels so much deeper. So deep that it almost hurts.
And I love every second of it.
He continues to work my body into a frenzy. Tossing my head from side to side, I moan loudly and grip the sheets. The first contraction warns us both that my orgasm is coming hard and fast.
So he pulls out. Again.
Exasperated and unsatisfied, I let out a growl of frustration. I can’t stop myself from asking between deep breaths, “So I’m not allowed to come tonight?”
Panting and making no effort to reply to me, he turns me on my side and settles in behind me. Wrapping an arm around my waist, he pulls me into him and nips my ear, “You wanna come, baby?” His fingertips trail down to my sensitive nub and circle slowly.
My nipples bead. “Yes. Please.”
Sucking the point where my neck meets my shoulder, he works me faster, and white sparks flash behind my eyes. “I want you to beg, Lexi.”
I’m close to the finish line, so begging is not above me right this second. “Oh fuck, Twitch! Please, please let me come. I need it so bad. Put your cock in me. Now! Please!”
Placing his knee between mine, he pushes my legs apart and drives back into me. A long groan is pulled from me as my contractions start. He whispers, “Oh baby, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”
The tingles in spine turn to full blown fireworks when he slaps my clit. Hard.
Crying out, “Oh my fucking God,” my body jerks viciously as I come violently around him.
The arm around my waist pulls, seating me deeper onto his cock as his thrusts shallow. Panting through my orgasm, a sob escapes me. His free hand comes up to knead my breast, and a familiar tingle starts low on my back as I throb around him. He utters breathlessly, “Fuck yeah. I knew it. I fucking knew it.”
My eyes cross and I whimper when his thumb and forefinger work together to twist my nipple. Freeing his other hand, he slaps my clit lightly and it happens.
Never in my life have I had a multiple orgasm.
Never.
Not ever.
But I’m now living proof that they aren’t a fable.
I whimper as tingling takes over my body and my pussy pulses lightly. My whimper turns into a moan when he thrusts harder and deeper into me. When he snarls and bites down on my shoulder, I tip my head back and cry out loudly. My body turns rigid as I begin to pulsate. Twitch bites harder, and the mixture of pleasure and pain breaks something in me.
If heaven were a place, it would be the tiny area Twitch’s piercing touches when I come on him.
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