I scream and scream until I have no breath left in my lungs and then I can't even scream anymore, and I can only keep coming and coming and coming as my Ren fucks me with abandon, and my climax is fierce and wild and potent beyond all belief or description, and I can't move or breathe or scream or do anything but tremble and shudder and shake as everything inside me, everything I am as a human being and as a woman shatters and dissolves and leaves me helpless and weeping and wild.
He pounds into me as I come, and I feel my pussy spasming around his slick, hard, sliding cock, clutching and clamping until his thrusts slow as my orgasm finally subsides into wracking, shuddering aftershocks, each one a mini-orgasm unto itself.
He slows his thrusts until he's stopped, buried deep. "Sophia," he breathes. "Mygod."
I can barely manage a breath. "R-Ren…" I cling to him, shaking all over. "You—you didn't—" a full body shudder leaves me gasping. "You didn't come."
"No," he admits, kissing my temple. "Not yet. This isn't about me—it's about you."
I lift up, brace a hand in the pillow beside his face, cup his cheek with the other. "Lorenzo, this is aboutus. Iwantyou to come. Ineedyou to come." I hook my heels under his thighs and roll over, hauling his huge, heavy body with me; he allows me to bring him on top. "It's your turn."
"Soph, I—"
I feel him inside me, thick and hard and long, and I see the tension in his jaw. I claw at his ass and pull him against me. Groaning, he acquiesces, starts to move into me again.
I grip the hard, taut bubbles of his ass and jerk him against me, curl my legs around his thighs, pulling with my legs as well, and I rock my hips against his, encouraging him with my entire body. "Please, Ren," I beg. "More. Harder."
"Sophia," he groans, head dropping to my chest as he drives his hips against the cradle of my thighs. "You feel—ah god,meu deus, meu amor,você sente…fuck, you feel so fucking good,meu amor, so tight, so wet."
I hook my legs high around him, cling and clutch and pull, my hands digging into his hair and clawing at his back as he strokes into me. "Everything I am is for you, Ren," I whisper in his ear. "I'm yours. Take me. Claim me. Mark me. Fill me."
His teeth sink into my flesh where neck meets shoulder and he growls, spine arching and hunching with his increasingly desperate thrusts. "Amor—Sophia—I—oh god, my love, I'm—oh god, Sophia, I can't stop it…"
"Yes, Ren, yes! I want it. I want you. Come inside me, my love. Come for me." I rock with him, cling to him with arms and legs, chanting my encouragement in his ear as he rocks into me hard and fast, fucking me with wild gasping grunts of exertion that is the sweetest music I’ve ever heard.
I feel his thrusts falter, lose their rhythm and speed, becoming staccato and hard as his climax starts its detonation. His hand curls around the back of my neck and he presses a trembling, gasping kiss to my open mouth.
"Sophia!" he breathes. "I'm coming!"
I push his face away so I can meet his gaze. "Look at me, love, look at me. Look at me.Olhe para mim, meu amor. Não desvie o olhar, my love, my mate, my everything.” I cup his face and go still, legs hooked around his backside, gazing up at him as he pounds into me, his eyes radiating love and blazing with passion, wide-eyed and fraught and almost in disbelief. "Come for me, Ren. Come inside me."
He drives deep and shudders, jaw dropping open as a breathless gasp escapes him, shock and wonder and ecstasy playing across his face as he finally releases. "Sophia…I—oh god, oh god—fuck! Fuck, my love, my Sophia…"
I feel him unleash inside me, feel him flood me with his cum, and it only requires a swift circling roll of my fingertips against my clit to join him in climax. "Yes! Oh god yes, Ren! Yes!"
When I come around his pulsing cock, his entire body wracking with a jerking spasm, and then he thrusts into me with renewed frenzy, pounding into me all over, groaning and grunting, and I feel his cock pulsing against my walls and sliding through me and filling me with his hardness, and I feel him coming, still or again, gush after gush spilling his hot seed inside me.
My own orgasm is fast and hard and intense, stars bursting behind my eyes, my pussy clenching and clamping around his cock with unbelievable force.
Tears pool in my eyes as we rock through our climax together, and I meet his gaze and see his eyes are misty as well, and I kiss his eyes, one and then the other, tasting salt as we move in synchronicity until there's nothing left in either of us, until we're limp and panting forehead to forehead.
I frame his face in my hands, cradling his hips in my thighs, and brush my thumbs over his damp eyes. "I love you so fucking much, Lorenzo."
He seems unable to speak. Just shakes his head, overcome by emotion. "Sorry, I—sorry. I can't—I don't—"
I kiss his eyes once more, tasting the salt of his emotions. "This is nothing to be sorry for, Ren. It's beautiful." I love this sense of self I have with him—this freedom to be soft and loving and delicate. "Sharing this kind of emotion with me, Ren, it's…it's so beautiful. It is strength. It's trust."
“I love you," he whispers, his voice low and shaky. "I love you. I love you."
I guide his weight down onto me, gather his face to my breasts and breathe in his scent and luxuriate in the shelter ofhis big body wrapped around and draped over mine, and I just hold him.
After a time I couldn't possibly measure, he rolls to his back, reversing our position so I'm laying full on top of him with his cock still buried inside me, his arms around me, hands on my ass.
I fall asleep the way I woke up that first time—my Ren beneath me, around me, holding me.
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BODIES; ARMOR
