His breath

It's extreme, I know. But it makes me come. His hands are large. He works with them all day, lifting heavy things, and I feel the power in his fingers. Just one more tiny bit of pressure around my neck and his fingers would completely steal my breath. His eyes bore into mine and he pushes harder into me than I was ready for. The flash of pain brings me such intense burning heat between my legs, I nearly pass out. Both his hands on my wrists on either side of my face, now, and his mouth sucks the air out of mine as his kiss brutalizes me with alternating explorations of gentle nipping and then deep probing.

Since he began, my breath has not felt like my own. It is hot with his taste. Stifled by his need to possess my mouth. Tied low, like this, he can alternate penetrating my mouth and deep between my thighs. I've become accustomed to the taste of him mingled with my own wet juice. He holds himself in my mouth; he likes it when I hold perfectly still, so he can go deep as he likes. My only requirement? Look up at him at all times. In and out. In and out. He drags his length across my lips slowly and stares down at me, pleasure darkening his normally bright shining blue gray eyes.

It sounds easy, to keep your eyes open when your lover brings you such intense heat and passion, but it's a struggle; one that in the beginning, detracted from the pleasure we shared. He showed me how to please him this way and give everything over to him. I withhold nothing; that's the way he likes it. He manipulates my lust for him and my attraction for his intense sexual climate with his creativity. In and out... he slides between my lower lips, now, kissing me and licking my juices from my mouth. In and out... in and out... it's a rocking rhythm, nearly a lullabye, easing this lust, teasing this passion out of me.

He is deep inside me, now, holding still, his fingers circling my clit... tenderly, circling.. wet circles around it... and my body goes into over drive! My muscles deep inside are pulling and tugging at his length. He is so hard and I want him to move.. deep hard.. faster... Oh, how I want to beg him to fuck me.. fuck me harder!!!

Insidiously slowly, deeply... "Sssshhhh baby.... just breathe... look up at me..." His body is rock hard... and then... he gives me what I want... oh god, yes... he did!

Tomorrow morning, I will be so sore. But tonight, I wrap my legs around him, arch my back up and enrage my clit with every stroke!