Page 35 of Cordelia Manor


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My eyes darted to his underwear-clad cock. I could tell he was big. Had I not already been in a state of ecstasy, I might’ve felt nervous about his size. But, when I knelt before him on the bed, pulling his underwear down, all I could think of was getting my mouth around that cock.

He tasted like the sea as his salty head slipped between my lips. I tongued his slit, tasting his precum, and almost coming myself at the amazing sensation.

I bore down now, taking as much of him into my mouth as I could, feeling the head of his cock press against my throat. I knew how to give a man pleasure. I knew because I knew what I liked. So, I rocked back and forth, sucking him in and out until he was quaking. I pushed his cock back into my mouth until it hit my throat again, and swallowed.

Cary swayed as he moaned. I popped off him and he climbed onto the bed before I took his cock back into my mouth.

He only let me stay there a moment before pulling me off. He tugged me up the bed, so we were eye level before kissing and licking his way down my body. He took his time, torturously nipping at one thigh, then the other, before he finally took me into his mouth. “Fuck!” I yelled. “Fuck, you feel so good. Your mouth—”

I couldn’t complete the sentence. It’d been too long since I’d had sex, and never had I been this turned on before.

I looked down, watching this incredible, beautiful man taking my cock into his mouth. I leaned back, forcing myself to calm down, not wanting to come prematurely, but not sure I could prevent it. I was simply lost in the pleasure.

Cary leaned back. “Can I fuck you?” he asked, and I leaned up quickly.

“I want you more than… yeah, please, Cary.’

His lips were red from having sucked me, and his smile, full of desire, bloomed again. A smile that’d sent my heart into overdrive since the first day I’d seen him.

“I’ll be right back,” he said, rushing out of the room.

I moaned sadly, already missing his presence. I scooted back on the bed, and moments later, Cary burst into the room, carrying the supplies we needed.

He placed them on the nightstand, crawled onto the bed, and straddled me. He looked down at me, his eyes smoldering, his smile so beautiful.

He leaned down and kissed me again, and I latched my arms around him, pressing his weight against me. “God, I want you,” I said between kisses.

He automatically began grinding into me, rubbing his large cock against mine. I leaned back into the pillow and moaned with pure pleasure. “You… you feel so good.”

He moved, wetting his fingers before taking my cock back into his mouth. I felt his fingers between my cheeks and rose to meet him.

Cary found my hole and slowly began to probe. I immediately began thrusting against him, desperate to feel his fingers penetrate me, to slip past my resistance.

He sucked me, letting me fuck his mouth as pleasure flowed through me. His first finger slipped in and stopped, letting me get used to his presence there.

The familiar burn poured over me before I relaxed, letting him in. I wanted to let Cary in.

He probed me as pleasure erupted through my body, pausing only to coat his fingers with more lube before returning. The lube loosened what resistance I had left, and he had me stretched with three fingers in what seemed like mere moments.

“I want you so bad,” I admitted. My body’s quick reaction to his fingers inside me was every indication of that. It usually tooka long time for me to prepare myself to be fucked. But I needed this man. I needed everything he had to give me.

Cary slipped between my legs and put the condom on. “You ready?” he whispered.

I nodded. “I want you, Cary.” I wanted to yell the words. Couldn’t he see how much I wanted him?

He lubed his now-sheathed cock and placed it at my hole. He was so much bigger than his fingers had been, I didn’t know how I would react, but the moment the head breached me, I knew I could take him just fine. The burning pleasure sent nothing but waves of satisfaction through my system.

Sweat coated me as he slipped in and out, teasing my hole, tempting me with all he had to offer.

When he pushed into me the next time, I pushed down, taking him inside, done with the teasing. I wanted Cary Beacroft. I wanted him to fuck me and fuck me now.

Cary arched back in pleasure as his cock slid all the way in. He leaned over me then, as his cock was fully engulfed inside my body. His eyes, wanting, hungry, locked onto mine. Something more was there too… affection?

I didn’t have time to consider it all before he pulled out and pushed inside me again. “Oh… yeah,” I moaned, spurring him on.

He fucked me slowly, gliding in and out of my body until I wanted to scream. I wrapped my legs around his waist, shoving him deep inside me, and demanded, “Fuck me now. Fuck me hard, Cary. I need… need you.”

He nodded and thrust deep inside. Despite the slow movements before, his onslaught of rapid thrusts caused me to gasp and almost scream the moans flowing out of me. “Yes, fuck me, fuck me harder. Yes,” I begged.