31 Sarah's Convicting 2(passionate Text)

He was just a man about to take her as a woman, and every nerve in her body screamed for it to be so.

He was free of his pants a second later, and she gasped at the size of him as he sprang free from a pair of tight boxer briefs. Would he fit?

He put on a condom. She squirmed in anticipation and he licked his lips and positioned himself over her. He felt her with his fingers and smiled as he licked her wetness off them.

"So wet for me, sweetheart," he said. She nodded. It was too late for embarrassment.

"I'll try not to hurt you," he said. "I know I'm large and this is your first time."

She swallowed, trying to stay relaxed as she felt his huge tip at her entrance. If she got him in, she was in for one hell of a ride.

Just as she tensed, she felt his hand gently moving over her tummy to relax her, moving up to caress her breast as he placed a soft kiss at her jawline and then moved to take her mouth.

As his tongue thrust in, so did the rest of him, taking her channel in one swift movement that had her writhing in shock against the sudden, incredible fullness. Then the pain hit and she gasped against his mouth and he stroked a hand comfortingly over her skin, running along her side and cupping her bottom to hold her against him.

She took a few deep breaths and the fullness and pain adjusted to something else.

Incredible pleasure, once she could distinguish it from the panic of being so full. He was right against her G-spot, pressing it hard, lighting her up with sensation, and then he started to move.

She screamed and dug her hands in. She couldn't help it. The feel of his firm hardness moving inside her, going deep and thick against every sensitive millimeter of her pussy, made her feel like nothing else ever had.

When he was nearly out, and her body exhaled in relief, he pushed back in again, and she gasped and cried out as her body accommodated him.

It was heaven; it was almost too much to take. And she could see from the determined, tense look in his eyes that he was equally overcome by the sensations they were creating together.

"You feel so damn good," he said, gritting his teeth as he completed another agonizingly good stroke.

"Is it always like this?," she asked, practically sobbing into her hand. "You're so…"

She trailed off as he buried himself deep inside her. Too overwhelmed to have any conscious thought at that moment.

"So what?" he asked teasingly, his voice raspy with want.

"Never mind. So something I can't think of anyrhing because you make me feel… too good!" She cried out as he thrust deep within again, feeling a surging pressure rising with each movement in and out.

After a few more intense thrusts, she felt the overwhelming power surge forward within her, shaking her body in a powerful release that had her sobbing at the pleasure that shook her down to her toes.

Even her fingertips flooded with pleasure as she dug her nails into his back, wrapping her legs around him to take and hold him deep as she took her release.

He growled her name and held her close, tight, safe, and for the moment, she was in a different world.

An animal world where there was only sex and heat and taking and claiming. She couldn't explain it.

It was like the air had changed and her body was responding chemically in ways it never had.

As he began to move again, she uttered an oath and held on, savoring the intense feelings he stimulated inside her as she felt the tension in his body building toward his own release. Sensing he couldn't hold on much longer, he moved his hand between them, gently moving over her as he stroked inside.

It increased the speed of everything, and she gave herself up to the sensation of pleasure everywhere as a mind-shattering orgasm shook them both.

She treasured the feeling of him shaking inside her as he pumped out his release, and dug her nails in as her own pleasure reverberated inside her in answer to his.

She cried out his name and he answered, and they moved together until they were sated and he slumped forward over her body on the couch.

She caught her breath, listening to the pounding of her heart and feeling his heart racing against her.

He was still panting with the exertion, and when he lifted his eyes to meet hers, she could tell he was just as shocked, just as satisfied, as she was.

She took a few more deep breaths and waited for her mind to come back to Earth, for reality to settle in.

But as she held him and savored the way her body felt after a good loving, she couldn't bring herself to regret what they'd just shared together. It didn't matter what came after.

That was wonderful and always would be. Jack snuggled into her and murmured something against her neck. It sounded like, "I love you."

Did she hear that right? That seemed a little odd. But as she stroked his head and felt herself grow sleepy from the orgasms, she decided she must have misheard him.

She'd ask him later. Right now, she needed to sleep and hopefully not have to face the consequences of this for a little while.

Jack then picked her up and he laid her on the bed. He got a towel to clean them both up. She was an angel laying there. He then craweld in beside her pulling her to him. Then feel into a sleep with her wrapped up in his arms and heart.