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He rolled her over so she was on top of hi How did he know this was the only way she could orgasm without direct stimulation? She felt the first wave of pleasure like an explosion in her body She arched her back and rode hi about her shoulders as she followed the tantalising lure of a asm
And then she was there Flying off into the stratosphere with a panting cry as the pleasure rocked through her like a powerful earthquake She shook and shuddered, she whi on as the last waves washed over her, leaving her floating in a place where no thought could spoil the glow of ultimate pleasure
James rolled her back over to her back, still thickly, powerfully encased in her body, his eyes glittering with the build-up of passion ‘Good for you?’
Aiesha o so she could feel the vibrations of his release ‘You knoas’
The dark blue in his eyes darkened to a shade short of black ‘You could be pretending It’s hard for most men to tell the difference’
She cocked her head at him ‘But I suppose you can?’
He brushed his lips against hers ‘Let’s put it this way I don’t stop until I’m absolutely sure’
Aiesha shivered again as he began to thrust deeply and rhythmically His pace went froradually upped the speed until he was rocking against her, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her like thrashing waves against a cliff face
She gripped the taut curve of his buttocks, holding hiht of him, the way he filled her, stretched her, tantalised her with the friction oftowards the suht as a tripwire, all the sensations gathering again in the tightly swollen bud of her clitoris
She wanted to come so badly but wondered if she should tell hiet there But then he repositioned hi his hand down to her, stroking her with just the right pressure and speed
It was impossible not to co it rip through her like a speeding train It shook and rattled her fro
And still he hadn’t taken his own pleasure
Aiesha marvelled at his self-control but another part of her felt a tiny bit irritated by it Did he find her so easy to resist? Wasn’t he the least bit overcoot her orgasm out of the way, often tile-minded and often selfish determination They shifted her to the position they wanted and pu to see if she was too tender or uncomfortable
But Jaain He even stroked her hair back off her face, watching her with those ink-dark eyes ‘Ready for round three?’
‘I only ever orgasm a couple of times, if that’ Sometimes not at all