Her Gentle Giant: No Regrets (17 page)

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Rachel admired his handsome face as she smoothed her hands up his inner thighs, leaned in, and blew a stream of warm breath over his balls. He moaned softly, and she felt his thighs tense until they were rock hard. She licked her lips and leaned in to his sac. She lapped at one ball smoothly and
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then tongued it, smiling at his gasping moan. She hummed softly to him in return. He tasted and smelled clean, like his soap, and the nest of curly hairs around his cock tickled her nose a little. She laved her tongue over his testicles and this time took one of his balls in her mouth. She gently sucked it as his hips flexed toward her. He made a noise that was a toss-up between a wail and a groan.

Grace
said
he would probably love this, she thought gleefully.

She gathered some of her saliva that slid down from his balls and skimmed her finger along the center line of his perineum, between his balls and his rear opening, and he
did
wail.
He must not have expected that.
She sucked his balls and slid her finger over that center line again, enjoying the sound of agonized pleasure coming from his lips. She slid all the way back and circled his rear opening. He cried out loudly and sucked in a loud gulp of air. His breath sounded more like panting now.

She circled his opening again, and his hips gyrated smoothly with her movements. He groaned in ecstasy. The moment was undeniably erotic as she was reminded how immense he was. An echoing flood of moisture rushed to her pussy at the feeling of power that engulfed her. His body bucked slightly under her mouth, and a sob slipped from his lips. She paused.

“Are you all right, Eli?” she asked softly, sliding her other hand over his abdomen, making him shudder again.

He panted and spoke in a voice gravelly with tension. “No one’s ever taken the time to do what you’re doing for me. I’m fixing to explode, and your lips haven’t even touched my cock yet.”

“Do you need a minute? Or would you like me to do it some more?”

she asked softly, caressing his perineum again.

He moaned softly, flexed against her hand, and groaned. “More, angel.

Don’t stop.”

Rachel lapped at his balls again and watched his face. Her fingertip swept over his rear opening, pressing gently in a circular motion one more time, making him moan loudly, uninhibitedly.

She gently wrapped the fingers of her other hand around his cock. His startled gasp made her smile, and he sat forward a little to give her full access. His warm, work-roughened hands smoothed over her arms and her back, and heat emanated from his torso, which was covered in a light sheen
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of sweat. He leaned forward and kissed her, and his long black hair fell around her shoulders in a dark curtain. The cool, silken strands tickled as they slid over her collarbones and teased the upper swell of both breasts, causing a pleasant shudder to ripple through her.

Rachel licked her lips, stroked his shaft smoothly, and admired his length and girth. She glanced up into his hooded, stormy gray eyes, pressing her wet lips to the underside of his cock, and ran her lips back and forth.

Each time she took pleasure in his moans of delight. She lifted his cock from his belly and gently tilted his length toward her lips. He panted ecstatically in anticipation.

He loved to build the tension and anticipation, so she lightly flicked the head of his cock with her tongue and breathed gently on him. His abs rippled in the candlelight, and he sounded like he was in ecstasy, waiting for that first touch. His hand caressed her shoulder and slid into her hair. She remained motionless, breathing, flooded with ecstasy herself. She listened to him and waited for the right moment.

His cock grew harder within her grasp, and his breathing deepened. He gazed down at her with glittering eyes and growled softly. Silently licking again, she pressed her closed lips to the head of his cock and slid them gently over the head.

“Holy fuck!” He groaned loudly as her lips slowly parted for him. He cried out again as the head of his steely-hard cock popped into her mouth and her tongue swirled slowly around him. She could taste the droplets of pearly fluid that had appeared at the slit on the head moments before she touched him. He tasted slightly salty, a combination of his essence and pure maleness. Her mouth watered for more, and she allowed more of his cock to slide into her mouth until he touched the back of her throat.

Rachel glanced up and saw him watching her, lying back on his elbows.

Her cheeks tingled with warmth, and her eyelids slid closed as she focused on his pleasure. She sucked on his cock and slowly slid her lips up to his head then back down again. She slid her fingers around his shaft at the base, and she began to stroke him with the same rhythm she used with her lips.

He said little but was certainly not silent as her smooth rhythm began to take him higher. She stroked his testicles as she sucked him and then slid gently back over his perineum, feathering closer and closer to his rear opening again. His body tightened powerfully at the added sensation.

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“Oh, angel, you’re going to make me come doing that.” He whimpered and moaned anew as she increased the slow smooth rhythm again, moaning softly with him at times as she sucked on his cock and feathered her fingertips in a sensual caress of his ass. She knew he was close when his balls began to tighten and draw close and his hips began to rock.

Breathlessly he said, “I’m going to come soon. It’s so good, you’d better stop soon or I’ll come in your—Oh, baby, what are you doing? Angel!

You’re going to—”

I sure am
.

Stroking with her mouth, reveling in his shouts of absolute ecstasy, she slowly, but firmly, stroked his ass in that sensual circling motion that echoed the rocking of his hips. She carefully turned that hand palm down and curled her index finger so it was bent at the second knuckle and continued the stroking motion against his ass. She caressed her knuckle against all the nerve endings in that tight opening, and the tension broke in his body. He roared when he came. His cum jetted into her mouth, and she began to swallow.

He cried out in tormented ecstasy as she gently stroked his release from him then licked him clean as he shuddered and panted. Grace had told her what to expect because Rachel had never swallowed cum before. It didn’t bother her in the least to swallow his, and she failed to see why so many women refused to do that for the men they loved. Grace promised that if she took her time and listened to how much he enjoyed it that it would be every bit as pleasurable for her as it was for him. Grace had been
so
right.

She stretched out next to him and listened as his breathing returned to normal. He gathered her warm body to his, lifted her chin, and kissed her slowly and tenderly.

“Angel,” he whispered reverently. She loved it when he called her that.

Each time he said it, she thought there was more to that word than just a sweet endearment for him. It went deeper than that. “No one could love me like you, angel.”

She wrapped her arms around him when his immense body trembled a little. “Are you chilled?”

“No, I’m…I’m in awe of the way you took your time with me.” He stroked a lock of her hair between two fingers. “You enjoyed what you were doing and swallowed when I came.”

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“I loved listening to you come. I imagined how good it must have felt to finish that way.”

“Angel, you are something else, full of surprises. I certainly didn’t expect that one.” Eli’s callused hand slipped down over her breast, and he kissed its peak before his fingertips slid over her abdomen to her hip and stroked her. “Are you wet for me?”

She silently nodded and slid her foot up the mattress, opening so he could see the evidence for himself. His fingers slid down over her mound and then smoothly slipped into her wet slit.

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Rachel melted like warm butter and moaned when he growled again.

She loved when he made that sound. He slid his finger over her clit and rubbed in smooth, fluid strokes.

His eyelids were hooded as he looked into her eyes. Like his hands, his gaze was hot with desire. Her body trembled, and her pussy pulsed with need for him.

“Mmm, your sweet lips are so warm and silky.”

He kissed her tenderly, and her body felt like it was liquefying as he slid a finger into her entrance, his thumb resting over her clit as the other began to stroke her G-spot. She couldn’t help but move against him.

“Is that the right spot?” he asked in a sexy, deep tone.

She moaned in response and clutched his massive shoulder. Curled up in his arms like that, she felt completely enveloped in his strength as he stroked her pussy with as much care and enjoyment as she had with him earlier.

“Oh, Eli! Don’t stop, please,” she whimpered as her movements became completely reflexive and out of her will or ability to control. He added another finger to the one already stroking her G-spot. The sensation was unbelievably pleasurable as the tension in her body began to mount.

Moving with his fingers inside her, she listened to him murmur love words to her. She heard the smooth, wet sounds her pussy made as she rocked on his fingers and lost every inhibition. The tension increased inside her, and her pussy flooded with a fresh rush of her moisture. He groaned deeply as she moved with him in fluid grace.

Her body drew up tight inside, as he stroked her firmly without pausing.

She tilted her head back, and came with a loud, sobbing scream. The hot cream from her orgasm gushed over his hand and soaked them both as she rode each ecstatic pulse of her climax. Her head fell to his shoulder weakly, and she panted and trembled in his gentle arms.

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He licked her juice from his fingers like it was the sweetest honey he’d ever tasted while she watched with deep contentment. After he finished, she palmed his cheek. He reached down and grasped her ass and pressed her mound against his hot erection. He hissed in pleasure and looked down into her eyes and nuzzled her cheek.

Rachel laid her head on the pillow, and he caressed her thighs as he knelt between them. She opened her legs wider for him and slid a finger over her clit as he watched. She felt powerful when she saw the lust and enjoyment in his eyes as he watched her impulsive fingertips.

“I like to see you touch yourself,” he said in a deep, smooth tone, stroking his big, warm hand up and down her inner thigh. Her pussy trembled at the sound of his sexy voice and clamored for him to fill her.

“It feels even better with you watching.” She gasped as she stroked a finger slowly over that favorite spot. She was swollen and hot, and with him avidly watching her, she knew she’d go off soon.

“Do it more if you like how it feels. I like to see your fingers slide over your wet lips.” She shuddered in pleasure while she listened to the wet sounds her fingers made when they slid through her soaked pussy lips.

“That’s right, touch your clit. Are you almost there? Don’t come yet. I want to feel you come on my cock this time. That’s right. Such a
good
girl, saving your orgasm for me.” He stroked his long, hard shaft. “I can’t wait to stroke into your hot, wet pussy, honey. It’s like sliding into warm silk,” he murmured as she continued to stroke her clit.

Rachel breathed in bursting pants and held her orgasm back. She traced her fingers over her inner lips to give her arousal a chance to come down a notch. She didn’t dare slip a finger inside because she knew she’d lose control given the way her pussy pulsed in longing to be filled with his massive cock.

“Baby, I want you,” she whimpered as her fingertip slid once again over her clit. She looked up into his beautiful eyes and begged, “Please!”

He rose over her, his eyes filled with love and passion. With a tender kiss, he positioned his cock at her swollen, aching entrance and pressed his cock into her just a bit. She moaned and cried out in need, wanting him seated to the hilt
now
.

Eli began to rock into her a little at a time, taking more of her with each firm stroke until he was pumping all the way in and out. She braced her feet
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on the bed and rocked her body against his, her hips undulating in sinuous rhythm as her orgasm built and finally shattered into a thousand pieces.

Riding each electrifying pulse, she heard him cry out as he found his release.

His cock pulsed inside her as he filled her with his seed. They grinded together in ecstasy until all desire to move had ceased.

“Are you all right?” He smiled in breathless satisfaction. “Am I squishing you?”

“Yes. No. Don’t pull out yet. I want to feel you inside me a bit longer, please,” she murmured against his chest as she held on to his hard buttocks.

He rolled them over so she was now on top of him, their intimate connection unbroken. He groaned, and his cock pulsed inside her as she settled into the new position. He still felt hard inside her. Her heart literally brimmed with satisfaction, and if it were possible, she would have stayed this way with him all night, filled to the brim with his cock and wallowing in his love.

“Was that good?”

“Woman, that was so good I saw stars. Five minutes and I’ll be hard for you again.” His large, gentle hands stroked lazily over her ass, and pleasant shivers and aftershocks made her pussy quiver around him.

“Really?” Her cheeks warmed as she looked at him with dazed eyes.

“That soon?”

“Yes, I’m feeling it already. Being inside your sweet, warm body is like a drug to me,” he murmured as he flicked his tongue playfully along her throat. He arched his back under her, pressing his cock deep into her wet pussy, and she felt an answering pulse in her clit.

She turned her head and pressed kisses to his throat and suckled on his thick, muscular shoulder. “Can we? Again? I mean?”

He swept his hands up her back, under her hair. “Yeah, but it’ll take longer, and I don’t want you to be sore. Rest for me. We’ll see what happens, okay?”

“All right,” she said with a contented sigh. She rested her head on his chest, listening in bliss to the sound of his heartbeat under her ear. She gently pressed her hips to him, enjoying the feel of him inside her, delighting that every time she did his heart rate sped up a bit and he felt thicker and harder. He gently stroked her back and her ass, and his hot hands left a trail of warmth over her skin.

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She flexed her hips again and moaned when she felt him thrust gently into her, pressing on her clit as he did. She braced her hands on his shoulders, lifted her chest off of his, and began to move, slowly grinding and rolling her hips over him. She was in the perfect position, her clit brushing his pubic bone with each stroke as he thrust into her throbbing, wet pussy.

“You feel so good. I love you, angel, so much.”

His hands slid down her back again, and he closed his eyes as the tension in his body began to crest. She moved wantonly over him, dragging her clit over his cock again and again. He grasped her hips, and he began pumping into her fiercely. His face looked like he was in agony, and coupled with the groans coming from his chest, she might have thought he was in pain.

She propped herself up on him and rode his cock hard, her breaths rapid and high-pitched as her orgasm began to build up inside her. A smile crossed her lips as she experienced that beautiful moment of certainty that she was about to come. He gripped her ass firmly and pumped with several short strokes, and they both cried out at the same moment as he tensed under her, flooding her pussy again with his cum. She cried out again as multiple aftershocks raced through her before she collapsed, writhing on top of him.

Once they’d recovered, he gently lifted her and pulled out. His seed and her cum from her earlier orgasms leaked from her cunt onto him.

“I got you all messy, honey,” she said with a contented sigh as she snuggled back onto his chest.

“Do you want another shower?”

She lifted her head. “No, I want to stay this way with you, right now. In the morning I’ll bathe again.” She yawned sleepily as she curled closer to him, her head back on his chest.

After falling asleep, she must have rolled off of him because she woke during the night with him spooned behind her. She was curled in a ball with a pillow between her knees, and her head rested on his warm biceps. He’d gathered her to him and had fallen asleep holding her this way. Snuggled into his warmth, she felt safe and secure. He’d even pulled the covers over them. She clasped her fingers in his, relaxed in sleep. As he continued dreaming, he unconsciously squeezed her hand, and she closed her eyes and fell back asleep.

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