Holy shit, she thought. He's huge.
Wyatt held himself still for a moment, his cock buried inside of her pussy. Then he began to slowly slide his shaft in and out of her, rocking his body steadily against hers.
Waves of ecstasy began to wash over her. It started out slow, another wave hitting her with each of his gentle thrusts. But as Wyatt increased his pace, so did the intensity of the waves. Soon, she was getting pummeled by nothing short of pure bliss.
“Oh, my God, Wyatt,” she groaned, opening her eyes halfway in a daze. “That feels incredible.”
She focused on Wyatt for a moment, admiring the muscles in his torso as they flexed with each thrust of his hips.
He locked eyes with hers and something about the look he gave her made her fall in love in an instant. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but the way he stared intently into her eyes made her feel like the center of his universe. It made her feel worthy of being in his mansion and in his bed. More importantly, though, it made her feel worthy of being something more to him than the other women who clamored for his attention.
Lily brought her hands up his arms and to his muscular shoulders. Then she closed her eyes once again, submitting to the pleasure that continued to wash over her.
This is amazing, she thought. I've never had anything feel so good in my life. It's not just physical either. There's an emotion pleasure I'm feeling, too.
She felt as Wyatt leaned his face down and began sucking on one of her nipples. He continued plunging his cock into her at the same time. The double pleasure was intense and now Lily was groaning with each thrust. She couldn't control it. It was like her body was overflowing with sensation and it had to release some of it in the form of guttural squeals that poured out of her lips.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, each word created by the entering of Wyatt's member into her opening.
It didn't take long before the pleasure intensified. The waves of bliss that had been washing over her for the past few minutes increased in size. Soon, she was getting hit by twenty-foot tidal waves of pure, condensed ecstasy. Once again, her back arched and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“I'm coming.” She mouthed the words, but this time she knew for sure that she didn't make any noise. She was too overwhelmed with bliss to get the sound to come all the way out.
Every single cell in her body exploded with passion. She became dizzy with sensation. Her legs clamped down around Wyatt's waist and her hands gripped the blanket underneath her. Her back continued to arch upward, pressing her tits into his face.
My God, she thought, squeezing the blanket harder.
She rode the sensation all the way until it climaxed into a blinding orgasm. It wasn't until it had passed that she realized she'd been holding her breath for the past few seconds. Once she regained her sense, she reminded herself to breathe and slowly opened her eyes.
“How do you do that to me?” she whispered, shaking her head in awe.
L
ily released her death-grip from the blankets and held her hands up in front of her face. They were trembling again, but this time it wasn't from nervousness. Her hands weren't the only thing shaking either. Her legs were also twitching a bit from the orgasm.
“You're incredible,” she said.
Wyatt pulled his face away from her breast and she watched as her nipple popped out of his mouth. “Nowhere near as incredible as you are.”
Lily relaxed her head back onto the pillow and admired Wyatt for a moment. A light layer of sweat now coated his skin, making him shine in the light that illuminated from the nearby lamp. She touched his arms and shoulders, easing her fingers over his glistening skin. He looked so damn hot like that. His hair was even messed up a bit, making him somehow look sexier.
After a moment, Wyatt slowed the pace of his thrusts. He was breathing harder now, but Lily knew that he wasn't done. There was no way. He still had that undeniable look of passion behind those green eyes.
“I want you from behind,” he said, his words broken up by his breathing.
Lily bit her bottom lip and nodded. “Yes.”
Wyatt gently pulled out of her and crawled back to the floor, while Lily spun around on the bed. She grabbed the pillow she'd been using and relaxed her chest into it, as she bent over in front of him.
“Holy shit, you're perfect,” he said, making his way back onto the bed.
She glanced over her shoulder, watching as he placed a hand onto each of her butt cheeks. He gave her a gentle squeeze and positioned himself directly behind her. She could feel his cock graze her opening.
You're the one who's perfect, Wyatt, she thought to herself. I'm the lucky on here, if you ask me.
Lily faced forward and brought her weight down onto her elbows. She could feel Wyatt buck his hips forward. He didn't enter her again, at least not right away. He simply slid his length past her pussy and toward her belly button, dragging it over her opening as he went.
That's so fucking hot, she thought, enjoying the sensation.