The moment the door closed, Vanessa spun around and slid her palm up his broad chest. He leaned down and kissed her with broad lips, shocking her gently with how soft they were. As they embraced with their tongues, Vincent maneuvered them towards the wall. Vanessa’s body felt as if it was on fire, the coolness of the wall alleviating it none at all.
Vincent pulled her sweater over her head, revealing her red, lace bra that barely held back her breasts. Her nipples were aching for the open air as they stood engorged against the crimson fabric.
Vanessa fumbled with his shirt buttons as he removed his jacket and vest. She could feel the heat of his body beneath the shirt like iron exposed to the bright sun. Underneath his shirt, was a body like molded black, marble, his muscles glistening in the light.
He pelted her neck with kisses, making her gasp and whimper. She grabbed the bulge in his pants and her eyes widened. His girth radiated with heat as she felt his pulse bound against the touch of her hand. She tugged reflexively. He, in turn, deftly undid her skirt and let it fall at her feet, revealing red lace panties that matched her bra. He slid his fingers at the moistness between her legs; her legs spreading wide to welcome the touch. He massaged her with his fingers as he continued to shower her neck with kisses. She could only moan as she explored the rigid hills of his chest.
Vanessa suddenly found herself lifted off the ground as he picked her up in a cradling hold. He made it look easy, even as his shoulders and biceps tightened at the act. Her surprise was smoothed over as he kissed her deeply on her lips. He carried her over to his bedroom and gently loosed her from his arms onto the California king dressed in velvet. He slid her heels off onto the floor as she helped unbuckle his pants’ buckle.
She played with his orbs, fondling them in her palm. She glided her grip down his rod, letting the moistness from her tongue slicken it. All the while, he moaned at her fervor. His rod was hot and hard on her lips. The smell of him, his natural musk, invigorated her; she moaned as she took in his rod and stroked down to his orbs.
When he could stand it no longer, he pushed her back down and removed her lower garments. Brushing his hand through her trimmed bush, he lapped at her rosebud. With a deftness to his tongue’s movements, he explored her petals and drank in her wetness. It made her legs quake when he ventured deep within her to taste her nectar.
Vanessa was whimpering when he came back up. She rushed to remove her bra and was warmed by the look of lust and appreciation in Vincent’s eyes as he watched her breasts bounce. He lunged at her right, making her gasp as he made circuits around her erect nipples. His right hand played with the softness of her left breast, as Vanessa tugged at his manhood.
She could bear it no longer. “Please,” she begged as she directed his black rod to the entrance of her slit.
With a passion and softness Vanessa had never felt before, Vincent kissed her on the lips. It was as if he drank in her breath as she gasped when he entered her in one smooth motion. She whimpered and moaned, feeling fuller than she’d ever felt before. Her own heat was no match for the pulsating fire of his manhood. It was as if a flame had been lit between her legs and it was only rising in heat as Vincent thrust in and out of her.
“Oh, God,” she moaned. She held onto him, her hand gliding over his muscles. She could almost taste his sweat as she breathed it in, the muskiness of it melding perfectly with his cologne.
The flame between her legs grew, having reached her galloping heart now. Just as she felt engulfed in it, the fire erupted into a cluster of fireworks. A cascade of orgasmic explosions spread from between her legs up to her chest. Vanessa gasped for air as the heat pulsed through her head and made her body spasm. She thrust herself reflexively to meet Vincent’s own, moaning with the sensation.
“Fuck,” she cried, “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Her body shook as she rode the wave of pyrotechnics that was expanding through her. She looked up into his eyes, entranced by the warmth she found in them. His chestnut eyes seemed to almost glow.
He turned her sideways, not missing a single thrust. She hugged his pillow as she welcomed his girth. Her body was going mad, shaking as she was engulfed from the inside by the raging flame. It only deepened as he hit the most pleasurable part of her. She exhaled sharply between her lips as he kissed her neck, even as he rested her leg on his rippling shoulders.
Another cascade and Vanessa found herself biting the pillow to hold her screams of pleasure. Everything seemed to glow with a bright light, and her hair was plastered against her skin with sweat. She was grateful as Vincent gave her time to catch her breath. But the moment he pulled his rod out, she was already hungry for more. She shuddered as he barraged her back with kisses. She could feel him smiling as she released a childish giggle. Reaching behind her head, she found purchase on the back of his large, muscular neck.
She was gasping with anticipation when he maneuvered her onto her knees and belly. She moaned into the black velvet of his sheets as she spread her hips to him. He slid his member across her belly and slit once before filling her with his girth again.
“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered. His arms were over her now as he pushed in. She turned her neck and found herself kissing him hungrily as he went deeper than she thought possible.
It was as if his rod was made to hit not only the deepest parts of her, but also touch up against her most pleasurable spots at the same time. As he grabbed her hips and increased his tempo, firecrackers ignited through her body. She could barely hold on to her breath as wave after wave of burning, hot ecstasy enveloped her body.
There was an energy that crackled in the air. Vanessa knew it was something beyond the sensations she was feeling as Vincent made her body quake with each thrust. So when he asked his question, she knew there was something beyond his words.
“What is your greatest wish?” Vincent spoke into her ear.
*Thrust*.
Vanessa was barely able to think.
*Thrust*.
What did she want?
*Thrust*.
She wanted this.
*Thrust*.
For as long as she could.
*Thrust*.
But there was more.
*Thrust*.
She wanted to be more.
*Thrust*.
“I want to live my best life,” she gasped, “just like you.”
*THRUST*.
Vincent’s already girthy member engorged itself, and Vanessa felt a moist warmth fill her. The touch of his seed catalyzed the inferno that already raged through her body. The heat mixed with her orgasmic pleasure and reverberated through her. It raged so hot that Vanessa felt as if she lost consciousness in between gasps for air as she felt her skin radiate heat. It was as if her orgasm couldn’t be contained within her body, the way it exploded through her. She felt as if she might burst apart as Vincent continued to thrust within her until he was emptied of his seed.
Vanessa was shaking as Vincent took her into his arms, spooning her from behind. He parted her damp locks and kissed her on the cheek. Vanessa felt her eyes rolling in her head from pleasure. She fell asleep in his arms as he massaged her body.
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