Free Playing for Julia by Annie Carroll Page A

Austen.”
    “ Oh, babygirl, you don’t have to ask.”
    He peels off my panties and tosses them beside the bed.   He rolls between my legs and slowly enters me. I gasp, then sigh. His erection stretches me, fills me entirely. Oh yes, this is what I want. Him inside me—it feels so right.  Then he eases back, pauses, and into me again.
    I catch my breath at the sensation.
    He is on his elbow s, his body pins me down, his face is above mine.   His voice is like dark honey. “How does this feel, babygirl?  Is this what you want?”
    “ Yes,” I whisper, my breathing shallow. “Yes.  I want you.”
    “You have me, Julia.  I’m yours.”
    He begins to move in and out, slowly at first, then gradually faster and harder.  I can feel him deep inside me, filling me. I didn’t know it could feel like this—that it could feel so good.  My hips match his thrust for thrust. My pulse speeds up. He goes faster, relentlessly, driving into me again and again and again. Then I lose all sense of anything but the two of us, moving together. Now I know—this is how it should be.
    I know he can hear my shallow breaths, panting, faster. His breathing is heavier and faster as he drives into me over and over. I feel an urgency building inside. My legs are growing stiff.  I tilt my hips upward and spread my bent legs even wider.  He goes deeper into me again and again.
    “Oh.  Oh.  Oh.”  I gasp.  My hips are moving faster and faster.  I feel him deep inside and I can feel my orgasm coming and I can’t stop it.  I can’t slow it.  I can only give into it.  He thrusts into me harder.
    “Com e for me, babygirl.  Come now.”
    I arch my back and convulse , my body tightening inside around him as I climax.  I feel like I am shattering into a thousand beams of light. Release—oh yes…it feels so good…oh yes…oh yes…ohh yes. Two more thrusts into me and his body arches and he comes.  “Oh Julia,” he gasps and he sinks down onto me.
    I feel his face next to mine on the pillow, his skin smooth and prickly rough.  He lifts himself up on his elbows, his body still weighing me down into the mattress, and kisses me lightly on the lips. My legs, my body are limp.  I am smiling, my eyes closed.  I feel sated.  I never knew anything could make my body feel this good.
    “Happy?” He asks in his honey voice.   He is still breathing heavily.
    “Very happy.” I open my eyes and smile up at him.  I reach up to his face and run my fingers along his cheek.  I love the feel of his smooth, pale skin with a stubble of dark whiskers.  I kiss him lightly on his lips.  We lay quietly like this as our breathing returns to normal.
    Then he pushes his groin into mine.  I realize he has not pulled out of me and he is getting harder again.
    “Want more?”  He asks, with a devilish smile on his face.  His blue eyes twinkle.
    “Now? ”
    “Yes, now,” he whispers in my ear.  “It’ll be even better, Julia.”
    He pushes deeper into me. Then pulls back just a little.  Oh.  I am surprised.  I feel myself aroused again, wanting more of him again, instantly, by this slight movement. Again, he pushes into me; he is harder this time.  I push back softly.  Inside, I am super sensitive and responding to his growing erection.  Once again, he goes in, pauses, then back. He is even firmer this time.
    Then he begins to move, gradually thrusting into me harder, again and again.  My body responds, moving with his.  He drives into me over and over.  Oh my god, I can feel the tension building deep down inside me so quickly. It is happening so fast and it feels so good. My breathing is ragged.  He is breathing deeply and plunging his erection deeper into me.
    “Babygirl, just let it happen .”  His voice is dark with emotion.  “It’s going to be fast.”
    O nce again, I can feel an orgasm coming.  My body, my hips move faster, matching him thrust for thrust.
    “Oh god, Austen . Ohh. Ohh.” I gasp as I come. The