Holding Her in Madness

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Authors: Kimber S. Dawn
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction
grip before I choke in some breaths to help clear my vision, and I find my voice. “You okay, baby? Shit, of course you’re not. All right, I just...” I shake my head before I plead her with my eyes. “Shit, Lil, do you want me to stop?”
    “Hell fuckin’ no! You didn’t just slam through my virginity to pull out now!” I watch her tears slide down the side of her face and into her hairline. Seeing them makes me want to kick myself in the balls for hurting her.
    “Okay, I just wanted to make sure, baby. You want me to stay still for a second?”
    “No, I... I’m okay.” Her hands squeeze my shoulders and she nods. I stare at her in wonder as she gathers her determination up around her then smiles before telling me, “It’s okay, Leo. You can move, baby.”
    Keeping my eyes on hers, I rock my hips slowly, watching her expression for any signs to stop. I don’t know what possesses me—probably my hunger for a taste of her—but I reach down, getting my hand wet with her arousal before smearing it across her breast for my starving mouth. I savor a slow lick across her nipple.
    As soon as her taste ricochets through my mind, I swallow her entire nipple into my mouth and quicken the pace of my thrusts.
    Her hips meet mine push for push and pull for pull, making me want to shout my undying love and devotion for her like a lovesick poet, and by the graces of God, I’m able to shut my mouth from spewing the crazy shit my chest and mind has spilling out.
    Her nails sink into the skin of my shoulders and the pain instantly causes my cock to seep pre-cum. My mouth falls back to her nipple and laps up the rest of her arousal, and my hips are pistoning into Lil harder and faster. “Fuckin’ taste good, baby. So damn good.”
    “Shit, Leo. Shit, baby.” When I feel her wetness on my thighs, my control begins slipping once again.
    “Not hurtin’ anymore, baby?” I whisper between kisses along her jaw and neck.
    “Oh Gawd no. Shit, you feel so good, Leo.” Our wet skin slapping together, her moans, and my growls of hunger are the only other sounds in the room besides our whispered words.
    But none are as loud as the words in my mind screaming bloody fucking murder, trying to spill the confession that I already fucking love her.
    It’s either scream the words or let my cum scream from my cock. Rational thought process thankfully intervenes and chooses the latter.
    “So damn tight. You feel like Heaven. I can’t keep going, baby, I can’t... I been fixin’ to cum since I first slammed into you. I can’t...”
    “Let go, baby. Let go,”
    When I unclench my eyes, I look down to see her smiling up at me like an angel… I allow myself to let go, snipping the last thread of restraint. I slam my cock into her as fast and deep as I can possibly get until my entire body seizes from the inside out. My fingertips bite into the soft flesh of her hips as her tight, wet pussy clenches around me, milking every damn drop I have to give.
    “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCKING HELL YES! Dammit, Lil!”
    This woman is a witch, she’s an angel, she’s myepiphany. She’s my beginning and my end.
    Lil is my everything.
    My world tilts on it axis in this exact moment and never truly rights itself again. Never.
    I’ve fallen so fucking far in love with this woman that I know in this second I will never recover from what just occurred. I will never love anyone the way I love her. And it scares the fuck out of me but I don’t give a good goddamn. She is MINE. Bring the hell and flood the high waters—I will never ever let my firecracker go.
    As soon as I pull my mind from thoughts of our eternity in wedded bliss with a happy house full of children, I realize Lil is frozen rigid beneath me.
    SHIT! I’ll kill myself if I hurt her!
    “Baby, you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I search her face for any sign of pain, but all I see is fear—so much fear it causes my blood to run ice cold.
    “You didn’t put on a condom? I’m not

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