James
Charlotte bucks and convulses under me, her pussy contracting and clutching and squeezing. Flinging back her head, mouth opening wide, she moans her way through climax.
She looks astonishing and feels better, massaging my flesh with her own; heated, liquid, tight...
But the pure physical pleasure, ecstatic as it is, is only part of what I wanted, so much, for this occasion. More than the purely carnal. I wanted my Jade-Eyes to know, to feel in her gut, the utter certainty that I am hers.
Then, I hiss...
While I'm sure she doesn't realise she's doing it, I think her fingernails are drawing blood from my shoulders...
Fuck me...
But I resist the urge to speak the words, simply gritting my teeth against the pain.
She looks so beautiful; her face contorted in the euphoria of climax; eyes squeezed closed, lips peeled back, her hair a riotous, sweating tumble which spills over her face and breasts.