Is this erotic scene too graphic

So I’m writing my first erotic romance novel. I am not too well read in the genre. Can a erotica veteran tell me if this scene is too harecore?

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“Say it,” he says and rubs between my legs a little faster. The pleasure is indescribable. Every fiber of my body shivers at his command.

“Take me,” I whisper, my voice breaking from the pleasure.

“Do you want me to put my cock inside you?”

I moan and nod. He chuckles and nibbles at my neck while his free hand massages my nipples. “Say it,” he whispers in my ear.

I sink my nails in the flesh of his back and he exhale . My body is his, he can take me in any way he wants. He is on top of me now, rubbing against my open legs. My body longs for him. I am dripping with desire, but he still withholds the ultimate pleasure from me.

“Say you want my hard cock inside you.”

“I…” a soft moan escapes my lips as I try to speak. His fingers go deeper inside me, and I can’t help but arch my back, rock back and forth, anything to feel his fingers and his hands deeper inside my body. “I. Want. Your hard, bigfat cock inside me,” I say. “I want you to fuck me until I forget my name,” I moan, “until there is no more pleasure left inside me.”

He takes his fingers out of my cunt and rubs them on my nipples, causing a whole new host of sensations that make me shiver and contort with pleasure. He then sticks his fingers in my mouth. “Can you taste it?” he asks. “Can you taste your cunt?”

I nod, strangely aroused by the salty flavor and the feeling of his fingers exploring my mouth.

“I want to taste it, too,” he says and pushes my legs further open. Slowly, slowly and passionately he kisses his way to my muff. I feel him part the skin, and it is like he is parting the gates of an endless dam. I feel his tongue slowly caress me from the inside, and his fingers penetrating me in every possible way. I come. I come for a long time, but he is not done with me yet.

He keeps licking and massaging my pussy, slowly, patiently. It’s like he wants to extract all the longing and desire from my body and consume it for himself. I hang on to the sides of the bed, bite my lips in an effort to not scream from arousal. I come again, only this time a river of pleasure drenches the sheets. He on his knees on the bed, his cock erect and hard, I can almost feel it throb.

“Fuck me,” I whisper, and he smiles.

His cock slides inside me like it’s made of silk, soft and delicate, but at the same time it’s so thick I feel it stretch my insides causing me to feel a warm and delicious pain. I arch my back and he bites my torso, my neck, my breasts. We are rocking back and forth, together, like we are one single ship floating on the sea.

He starts thrusting harder, my cunt throbs for him. I feel him inside me, on me, his arms around me, his scent, and I can’t contain myself. I moan and pant and almost shout.

“Naughty, dirty lady,” he whispers in my ear and gently bites it. I kiss and gently nibble on his chest and he moans with pleasure, which only makes me wetter. He is thrusting himself inside me so hard it almost hurts, and it feels like being fucked by God himself. I feel myself melting with pleasure as he begins to thrust faster and harder, and then he sinks his face in my neck and bites me hard, but I like it, so I ask him to do it again. “Harder,” I say. “Fuck me harder.” He obliges, and after a while he sinks on top of me as he muffles a scream.

We are both shaking with pleasure, drunk with each other. We don’t speak, we only caress and kiss and hold each other, until exhaustion and satisfaction brings on sleep.

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