Goddam!A shiver runs through me.She's beyond perfect!
I roar as I stand, yanking her hair hard to keep her there with my cock buried to the hilt.
Then I thrust so hard I lift her off her feet.
My other hand pushes down with all the power of my weight on the small of her back. Pinning her in position for thrusting both directions —in and out.
Hard and fast. Maximizing every moment. Every sensation. I bang her.
In the instant before I blow, her scream is pure pleasure as her whole body racks with her orgasm.
Summer
My body jerks uncontrollably as a million cells explode with sweet sensations of pure ecstasy.
Blaze
As I shoot my sperm into her, every contraction of my cock is mind-blowing. With her vagina constricting and squeezing my cock tight, I'll be damned if I don't answer the call a second time and cum again. When she's finished, I am completely and totally drained!
Summer
My whimpers trail off. Then darkness overtakes my mind.
Blaze
It takes every ounce of strength I possess not to just collapse on top of Summer when she passes out, but I hold her tight to me and stand strong. My drained cock slips out, and I breathe deep, gathering my wits. Then I wrap my hand in her ponytail again and pull her carefully upright against me so I can get my arms around her.
Bracing us against the truck, I rest, waiting until my legs are steady. Strange tears fill my eyes as I nuzzle Summer, kissing her hair and marveling at what just happened between us. Her breath is sweet, like her kiss and her pussy.
When her eyelashes flicker, I tell her, "I got you."
Her eyes stay closed, but a sexy smirk slides on her face. She says, "You sure as hell did."
I chuckle and kiss her hair.
Summer Breeze, my first love.
Summer
Blaze cradles me in his arms, and I don't want to move…. Ever!
His bare skin against my cheek is warm and soft and … perfect.
I sigh.
His heart beating in his chest.
His musky scent after sex.
His tenderness kissing my hair.
Heaven!
I nuzzle him and ask, "Am I dead? Did I die?"
Flexing his strength, he tips my face to his, and I open my eyes to gaze into his caramel-speckled dark chocolate pupils.
I moan, "Oh, lord, if I'm dead, I'm good. Heaven or hell? I don't care."
