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Continued:
It was a power that I was determined to experience. Under
the lapping water, my hand reached for his trunks. Max gasped as my fingers
slipped inside the waistband, teasing the wiry hairs that snaked down his
belly. I tickled, caressed, traced a path downwards and round, ignoring his
thrusting cock, cupping the weight of his balls in my hand, squeezing gently
until I heard his moan. This was Max, my lover, my love. I knew his body almost
as well as I knew my own, but this feeling was new. Different. Another space.
Another time.
I took a deep breath and, before he knew what to expect, I
plunged my head into the water and took the hard but tender head of
his cock between my lips, feeling the shudder of surprise ricochet through his
body. Only a few seconds before the need for air, but enough to send a powerful
message. I wrapped my fingers around him, appreciating the unaccustomed size of
him.
‘Carol, what you doing to me? I can’t take much more, you
know.’
I didn’t answer. There was no way I could explain the
closeness, the intimacy I wanted, the desire to be one with Max, needing him to
blot out the last residue of fear. A tingling ran the length of my body as I
looked into his eyes. He took my hand and wrapped my fingers around his hard
shaft. ‘Feel what you’ve done to me. You think you can handle it?’ My pussy
began to throb, clutching at his absent cock, recalling the feel of it,
desperate to feel him inside me again. I wanted him right then. Couldn’t wait.
‘You ready, babe?’
‘Mmm.’
‘I don’t think so.’ Max shook his head as his fingers
travelled between my thighs. ‘You’re not wet enough.’
‘You’re joking,’ I protested. ‘How can you tell?’
‘Babe, I know you ain’t ready for this.’ His smile, as he
fondled his erection, was dangerous, igniting more fires in my abdomen. ‘I’ll
have to make you ready.’
© Jade Williams
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