Love me again

[Rain's POV]

No, it's not hyperbole. He's dying to get into my body again. He bent down to give me another kiss. I kissed him back, hunger satiating my own heat and moisture from our previous session. I gave him a kiss as though my life relied on it. Our bodies were close to one another. And the answer was yes, it really was. My entire being—mind, heart, and soul—was consumed with the idea of touching him in the manner that I desired. I sighed with delight as his erect cock made contact with my thighs as he pressed his thigh between them.

I firmly grasped his hair with my fingers, almost like a vice, and then his tongue slipped into my mouth. It took everything I had not to cry out in desperation as his lips parted and he gently licked at my bottom lip. Much more, fuck me. As soon as his tongue touched my lips, I had the feeling of a hungry lady with food in front of her. I groaned as I gave him a kiss and pressed him closer to my body. He was grazing my back with his hands. As one hand slipped down lower to massage between my legs, the other cupped my breast and gave me a little squeeze.

He kept kissing me, his thumb lightly stroking my clitoris and nibbling my lower lip. Fuck me once more. This time, it required every ounce of self control not to slobber into his lips when we stopped kissing. I forced myself to calm down long enough to take a deep breath in his place, even though it wasn't easy because he looked so nice. Before he spoke, he kissed me once more on the cheek. "You have a wonderful scent," he murmured. You smell more seductive than ever.

He began to lightly kiss down my neck, sucking my skin till I wiggled beneath him and shivered. He was going to fuck me again, but this time, I didn't realise until he grasped me hard by my hip bones. I sighed and leaned in towards him. I could not help but groan as his hands tightened around my hip bones. Please, fuck yes. I desire to have you inside of me. Oh God, please...Please, fuck off.Oh my god.Another tremor ran up my spine as his tongue slid across my ear.

His grip became slightly more tightly, and I could tell when he had gone far enough. Although he hadn't gone very far yet, the man could push. I thought I would arrive there immediately. I whimpered and pushed against him, but I was unable to come because of the angle, which meant he was still giving me a hard time. Not quite yet. I believed it would never end. Please. I have no desire to cum. I need you to give me some more fucking time. He obeyed and began slowly fucking me. Oh my goodness, I'm really turned on by this.

He takes his time and begins fucking me slowly once more. He was such a tease, God. Slow, slow, faster...I felt like I could handle nothing more. It was very painful. Simply keep going. Oh my goodness, what more could I ask for when he continued to fuck me softly and slowly? He gave me such a lovely fuck, caressing every vulnerable place on my body. So incredibly delicate and kind. My body ached for more, really needed more of what he caressed all over me. However, never, ever soon. That was the kind of touch that almost made me forget how much I wanted him to go on.

I was shocked by how much I wanted him. I believed that I would never be able to suck him away and that I would perish if he never touched or tasted me. I was certain now that death would not be sufficient. Give me even more fucking.Please just fuck me, baby.Please just fuck me. I needed him to get me excited. Would you please please please? God, please, please. I bucked up, groaned, and clasped my fists at my sides. He grinned down at my neck. He is too skilled. I'm losing my mind. At the place where he had sucked my neck, he began to draw little circles, and I thought I would melt into a puddle.

When he does it, you can never get enough of the feeling. With a smile, he pulled my legs over his shoulder and began to penetrate me more vigorously and quickly. Quicker, more intense, and more...It was more than I could handle. I grabbed his shoulders, instinctively reaching behind me to stabilise myself. He gently raised me off the bed and encircled his manhood tightly around me. I clung to him, pressing my face into his shoulder and putting my legs around his waist.

His thrusts were becoming quicker and more forceful.I could feel my claws digging painfully into his back and shoulders as I began to scream. I'm going to murder someone! Someone needs to stop him. I'd like to get into it! Fuck me, please! No, no, no. I had to stop waiting. He paused and gave me a side-of-the-neck kiss. He withdrew and gave me another smile. Screw him! He can't stop laughing at this. I'm ready for it to end. Please! Please. Please. With a quiet laugh, he began to pull himself up towards me. Give me a cum. Give up. Please give up.

"Please," I pleaded with him. He moved his head away and began to move quicker and harsher as I tried to reach out and touch his face. I was indifferent. I didn't give a damn. For now, I'll accept anything he provides me. I'm going to scream till they can't ignore me. I'm going crazy over him. It's tolerable to me no longer. Fuck me, please! "Fuck you!" He snarled as he slammed into me once more. He moaned and I let out a loud shout as I erupted in an uncontrollable way. His hips suddenly pounded into me as his fingers tightened around me, thrusting himself into me. He fell back into me.

Both of us, breathing fiercely and struggling to contain ourselves, remained perfectly silent. My head was firmly resting on his shoulder while my arms were tightly encircling him. I opened my eyes after a short while to find him staring at me with a crazy smile. Oh my god. In this pose, he looked scorching hot. So content with himself. Completely arrogant as hell. How beautiful he looks. Very seductive. I owned him. He owned me. I own him. I was going to like him. whatever the circumstances. He grinned back at me and began to gently plant a kiss on my lips. Gently, slowly, lovingly.

He enjoyed holding me waiting for him to complete. I was so anxious to see what move he would make next that every minute seemed to go by slowly. After what felt like an age, he finally paused and looked down at me once more. He was grinning broadly and brushing some hair off my forehead. He was really beautiful. He's quite good at making me laugh. He enjoys enhancing my sense of beauty, desirability, and desire. I noticed that his chest continued to rise and fall quickly. I shoved him aside and wiped the perspiration from my face as it trickled down his forehead and into my eyes. B*tch. At that moment, he looked incredibly hot. His breathing is still laboured, and his eyes are glazed over in a seductive way. Even though I've seen it a lot, there's always something about it that makes me uncomfortable.

He said, "On your knees," and I instantly went to my knees. He kissed me without wasting any time. I whimpered as he swiftly gripped my ass and used all of his strength to slam his enormous dick inside of me. All I could do was grip the cushion hard and keep my eyes closed. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I feel him squeezed close against my centre by the walls. He said in my ear, "You're so tight," and then proceeded to move his hips so quickly that I was unable to keep up. I was going to go crazy about him. My heart pounded with hunger and my insides scorched. I desired more. I desired to experience his cock on a deeper level. I desired to have him inside of me.

I began to shift my hips in sync with his movements. I required both this and him. More than oxygen, I need him. I couldn't stop pressing my hands into the pillow until my knuckles were white. I had to have him. I was really lustful for him. I must have him. Fuck, fuck, fuck...

"Fucking hell babe." He uttered curses, which I heard. I let out a cry as he dug deeper into me, drawing us nearer until he was comfortably situated inside of me. My ability to think was gone. The room began to spin, and everything became hazy. I began to yell and groan at him. He was really attractive. Very, very hot. His hands began to move from my ass to my breasts and up my stomach. He cupped one in his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before slowly tugging and caressing it.

I moaned again, long and loud, and my hands went out to grab hold of the headboard. I sense that I'm slipping even further. I require more. At last, he burst forth once again, unleashing his seeds within me. I felt them release, and I almost yelled because my orgasm hit so powerfully and quickly. I tried to give him the same sensation by moving my hips into his, but I could feel the tension rising again. When he hit me, filling me full, I whimpered. God, I'm so sorry.

It is really satisfying. He began to slow down, but then abruptly stopped and leaned forward on the bed to give me a passionate kiss. He continued to nibble and lick my lips. I was sweaty and tired, but I was also really happy and at ease when we eventually broke up. I felt the want to release again as my back arched. I shut my eyes and concentrated on maintaining a steady breathing pattern. I'm sure I'll ask him to repeat it the moment I open my eyes. However, I believe this is sufficient for now. As I gave him a tighter hug, I thought.

With a sigh of relief, he put his head on mine and pulled me into his arms, holding me close to his chest. This silent, contented moment spent by ourselves in the dark. is well worth the effort. Goddamn, I love him so much. He kissed me quickly and put his chin in the bend of my shoulder after nuzzling my cheek with his mouth and nose. With a satisfied sigh, I raised my body to rest my head on his chest.

In a whisper, "I love you," I said. He gave me a soft snort and planted a kiss on my temple.

"I also adore you. I genuinely do. And I apologise for not saying it enough. I gave him a gesture of acknowledgement, grinned, and gently put my palm on his stomach to feel his solid, powerful muscles before closing my eyes.