01-07-2010, 04:00 AM
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SoSuWriMo 285
His heartbeat pounded in his ears relentlessly, his pulse throbbing. This was beyond everything he had experienced before, as limited as those experiences were. His muscled body was so sensitive that even the whisper of a touch made him shiver and beg for more. If they were already feeling so much he couldn’t imagine the explosion of sensation that would occur when they moved into the final stage of this steamy dance. It had blown him away last time, but this time he knew it would be even more powerful. As her hand wrapped around him a low groan came from him and his hips slightly bucked, unable to control the instinctive reaction. It felt so good. Beyond good. It was what his body had been crying for and now that it was getting it it only wanted more, more, more. “Ooooh Princess,” he moaned, licking her neck and savoring her taste.
The pace of her stroking increased and so did the pace of his fingers. Feeling her hips move against him combined with the way her nails drew along his back made his hair stand on end. Haven wanted to have more of her, all of her, and yet the thought of slowing down or stopping any of what they were doing to shift around or rearrange seemed impossible. The hand that was holding his weight above her clenched into a fist, his fingers digging into the sheets they held. It was all so intense and so wonderful. One of his fingers slipped inside of her and he wriggled it around, rubbing against the sides of her womanhood. Slowly he inserted another one and began to move in and out while rubbing her walls.
His heartbeat pounded in his ears relentlessly, his pulse throbbing. This was beyond everything he had experienced before, as limited as those experiences were. His muscled body was so sensitive that even the whisper of a touch made him shiver and beg for more. If they were already feeling so much he couldn’t imagine the explosion of sensation that would occur when they moved into the final stage of this steamy dance. It had blown him away last time, but this time he knew it would be even more powerful. As her hand wrapped around him a low groan came from him and his hips slightly bucked, unable to control the instinctive reaction. It felt so good. Beyond good. It was what his body had been crying for and now that it was getting it it only wanted more, more, more. “Ooooh Princess,” he moaned, licking her neck and savoring her taste.
The pace of her stroking increased and so did the pace of his fingers. Feeling her hips move against him combined with the way her nails drew along his back made his hair stand on end. Haven wanted to have more of her, all of her, and yet the thought of slowing down or stopping any of what they were doing to shift around or rearrange seemed impossible. The hand that was holding his weight above her clenched into a fist, his fingers digging into the sheets they held. It was all so intense and so wonderful. One of his fingers slipped inside of her and he wriggled it around, rubbing against the sides of her womanhood. Slowly he inserted another one and began to move in and out while rubbing her walls.