She let out a soft, breathless moan as she pressed her hips back against me, her body fully opening to take me deeper. My grip on her waist tightened, and I could feel every inch of her yielding to me as I sank further inside, the heat and tightness overwhelming.
Then she pushed back sharply, her movements deliberate, taking me completely. I froze, my breath catching as I felt myself buried to the hilt. She gasped, steadying herself on the shelf, her fingers gripping it so tightly her knuckles turned white. "There," she whispered shakily, a proud smile curling on her lips. "All of it."
I couldn't help but marvel, my hands tracing the curve of her back as I realized just how deeply she'd taken me. "I didn't think you could take all nine inches," I murmured, a mix of awe and raw desire in my voice. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes glittering with mischief. "I told you I could handle it," she said, her tone both playful and daring.
She began to move again, rolling her hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through me. The way her body stretched and accommodated me was nothing short of mesmerizing, each motion driving me deeper into her. She moaned softly, her breath hitching as I matched her movements, my hands guiding her hips as we found a steady rhythm together.
"You feel incredible," I murmured, leaning forward to kiss the back of her neck. She shivered at the touch, her body pressing harder against mine as if to draw me even deeper. Each thrust sent her gasps echoing softly through the quiet library, a sound I knew I'd never forget.
As she pushed back again, her movements growing more confident and bold, I could feel her body trembling with the effort, but she didn't stop. Her breathing quickened, her moans rising in pitch as the intensity built between us. I reached around her, sliding a hand over her stomach and pulling her closer, wanting to feel every part of her as I thrust deeply into her.
"Just like that," she murmured, her voice barely audible but filled with urgency. Her words spurred me on, and I quickened my pace, each motion drawing me closer to the edge. She arched her back, pressing herself firmly against me, her body completely in sync with mine as we chased the inevitable climax. |
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