Charlotte looks up from the novel in her lap to see her partner, Steven playing with a green pendant dangling from a delicate gold chain while sitting at his desk.
He makes eye contact with her and smiles. “Wanna play?” he asks, the charm hanging off his middle finger, swinging back and forth a little.
Charlotte watches it, her eyes following its back and forth motion.
Her shoulders settle, her back sinks into the comfort of the couch, the muscles of her forearms relaxing. Her book, forgotten.
“I do.” she replies.
Steven observes her while increasing the speed of the pendant’s swinging. Minutes pass before he says “You’re feeling relaxed aren’t you?”
“I am.”
He waits patiently for her facial features to slip into a more tranquil state while keeping the charm moving. This is one of his favorite games to play with her. He loves tasting her arousal, feeling it on his fingers and hearing her come when she’s in a trance.
When her eyes get heavy, and her lips part he says, “You’re intrigued by my pendant aren’t you?”
“I am.” she replies, a sleep-filled dullness takes the place of her chipper voice.
“It eases and relaxes you.”
“Eases and relaxes…” she repeats, her eyes closing.
“You don’t hear anything but the sound of my voice.”
“Your voice…”
“I will touch your shoulder and you’ll wake up. When I say “Come for me” you’re going to have an intense, powerful orgasm.”
“Yes.”
He stands and approaches her, touching her shoulder.
Charlotte grins at him, as he closes her book, lightly brushing his lips with hers and taking her hand, helping her off the couch.
Excitement rushes through his chest at the prospect of everything he wants to do to and with her. He brightens at the thought of her coming so hard that her voice carries far and wide as they walk down the hall to the bedroom.
She turns to him, pressing herself against his body, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kisses his mouth, wanting him so much she can hardly stand it. She’s already so wet and they’ve barely touched.
She slips her tongue between his lips as they spill onto the bed. He pulls her on top of him so she’s straddling his hips. Their kissing deepens and he grabs her ass, pressing her cunt to his hardened cock. He had been waiting all day for this.
Charlotte takes her shirt off and unhooks her bra, her breasts spilling out into his hands. He squeezes them, kisses the swell of flesh above his fingers as she traces his jaw with her thumb.
He sucks her nipple while pinching the other one. She squeezes his shoulders exhaling, “I’m so fucking wet.”
“I can’t wait to put my mouth on it.” he replies.
Steven slides his fingertips over her hardened nipples marveling at her gorgeous creamy skin, the expansion of her ribcage and the curve of her waist feeling immense pleasure in watching her receive.
Her eyes close as she takes full deep breaths, focusing on his fingers playing with her. She slides her hands under his shirt relishing the feeling of his impossibly soft skin against her palms. He wraps his arms around her, kissing her hard, his cock straining against his jeans. She lifts his shirt, pulling it over his head, pressing herself to him as she kisses his neck.
“Stand up.” he says, and she does as she’s told.
He removes his jeans and underwear, then turns her around and while gripping her breasts, he kisses her neck, trailing across her upper back and along the curve of her shoulder.
Charlotte turns her head toward him and clasps the back of his neck as his lips meet hers. She presses her hips back feeling his erection against her ass. Her skin is prickly with anticipation of what he’s going to do.
He unbuttons her jeans and pulls them down over her hips before pressing his fingers against her pussy over the cotton of her underwear. She moves her hips in little circles, enjoying the pressure of his cock against her ass along with the sensation of his fingers moving closer to her clit.
Steven drags her underwear over her ass, and down the length of her thighs delighting in the unveiling of her cunt, her delicious scent wafting through his nose. He tastes her, lapping at her slick crevice, soaking her before standing, slipping a finger, then two inside of her, his other hand teasing her clit with his fingertips.
She reaches between her legs and places her hand over his, pushing his fingers against her harder, her pleasure audibly escaping her, softly at first and then louder as he finger fucks her, his palm pressing against her asshole.
“Come for me.” he says.
Her mouth opens and the sound of her orgasm spills out of her, her voice reverberating against the confines of the room as she presses her hips back against his hands desperate to experience as much pleasure as she can, her muscles contracting around his fingers.
As the sensation fades, she straightens, wrapping her hand around the back of his neck as he presses himself to her, kissing her as he slides his damp fingers out of her body.
“I want to hear you come again.” he says against her lips.
“Yes, but I want to get on top of you first.”
They climb onto the bed and she straddles his hips, pushing his erection inside of her, savoring the feeling of his cock stretching her open, her tightness consuming him. She frames his head with her palms and rocks against him, her shining eyes beaming at his.
“God you feel amazing.” she exhales, fucking him harder.
He spanks her, his hand making a sharp snap as he makes contact with her skin.
“More.” she says, her eyes lighting up.
Over and over he spanks her as she rides him, her skin stinging until he grabs her hips and pushes her down and forward on him, her clit making contact with his pubic bone.
He takes her nipple between his thumb and index finger, pinching it lightly, then pulling it with the same lightness, teasing her, then gradually increasing the pressure.
Charlotte moans as she squeezes his shoulders and he lightens up. “I want you behind me.” she says.
She eases off of him and settles on her side, opening her legs, planting her foot on the bed to give him access.
He pushes into her, her noticeable sigh sending a rush of electricity through his cock as he thrusts. He rubs her clit as her hips move back and forth. He appreciates the feeling of her body enjoying his, taking him. He loves how he’s able to give her so much pleasure, and how much satisfaction he derives from her.
Charlotte bends forward, pushing her hips out, allowing him to thrust deeper. She can feel her body gripping him, noticing the ridge where the head of his cock meets the shaft as he pushes in and out of her. These subtleties add to her stimulation, and her craving for him. She rubs and pulls her nipples as he fucks her harder. Her breath escapes her in little exhalations as his cock twitches inside of her and she becomes aware of his impending orgasm.
Steven’s dick pulses with rhythmic contractions, warm liquid spilling out of him and into her. Lost in the feeling of his climax, he forgot himself for a moment, his hand resting on her clit.
He eases out of her, his cock glistening with the mixture of his cum and her slippery liquid as she turns onto her stomach. Charlotte spreads her legs and raises her hips as he inserts two fingers inside of her. She grinds against her clit while he pushes his fingers all the way inside of her until she feels his knuckles meet her pussy lips.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.” he says.
“I’m thinking about your cum inside of me, about it being all over your fingers. I love it when you fuck me from behind, the feeling of you pushed all the way in, your hips against my ass…” she trails off, her breath catching as a flood of warmth moves though her belly and hips.
“What else?” he asks, knowing she’s close.
“I’m thinking about coming all over your fingers.” she grinds against her hand faster, as he pushes harder into her.
“Come for me.” he instructs.
The sensation wells up inside of her and she lets go, crying out as her orgasm crashes against her cunt as her body contracts and expands over and over resulting in multiple orgasms. One wave after another peaks, falls and peaks again. Her eyes squeeze shut and then open wide as she bellows, lungs desperate to catch her breath as she drowns in her own pleasure.
When she stills, and finds her breath again he slides his fingers out of her and kisses her shoulder blades as she turns to face him.
“You just gave me the most intense, powerful orgasm I’ve ever had. It was earth-shatteringly, mind-blowingly incredible.” she says, looking into his warm eyes.
“I can’t wait to do it again.” he says, kissing her.
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