Free Violette Dubrinsky by Under a Crescent Moon

dragging herself against the thick, hard male flesh trying to make its way into her body. Taking pity on them both, she lifted up, feeling him rise with her, seeking. She slid down slowly, biting her lip as his thick flesh lodged within and parted her. The pressure was instant, the pain hovering slightly out of reach, but the pleasure that washed over her body made her purr.
    Victor’s jaw was clenched, his eyes shut as she slowly worked herself over him. Taking him as deep as she could without an obscene amount of pain, Azaleigh lifted and slid back down.
    “You feel so good,” he murmured, wrapping his hands around her back and burying his lips against her throat. He kissed her there, licking her neck, before moving across her chin to her lips.
    Azaleigh used his shoulders as her anchor, knowing how far to slide by how far from the corded flesh she was. She misjudged a few times, but the pain was worth it and by the tenth thrust, she was taking his entire length, her smooth lips being tickled by the hairs between his legs.
    Pushing him down, she anchored herself on washboard abs, and bounced her hips. Victor stared at her with hunger, eventually taking her breasts in his hands and squeezing them. Her climax was coming. Azaleigh could feel it coursing, building with the urgency of her body, and she rode toward it, angling herself so every movement of his shaft would rub her spot. She was close, almost there, when Victor sat up, and in one motion maneuvered her under him. Shock made her still, but Victor was in motion. Pulling her legs to his waist, he began to thrust.
    Wanting to crawl into him, Azaleigh lay back and moaned. For someone who’d never had sex before, Victor was doing well. Extremely well. Amazing . Her toes curled from his smooth motions, and when he took her mouth, Azaleigh screamed, feeling that first tremor rip through her body. The second wasn’t far away, and before long, she was exploding around him, calling his name and clutching at his muscular back as she flew apart.
    His pace increased, driving her further into the sturdy bed. Victor’s hands gripped a hip as he rammed her body before roaring her name and filling her with his seed.
     

Chapter 6
     
    “You were amazing,” Azaleigh murmured against his chest.
    The water beat down on them both, cooling their heated bodies from the intense, sweaty loving they’d had in her bedroom.
    Victor smiled and leaned close to capture her lips, swollen from his kisses. “You were better.”
    As she laughed, he lifted her. Her legs went around his waist, but the slipperiness made it difficult so he anchored her buttocks with his hands. “I’m glad I waited for you.” He was. Victor had the feeling that anyone before Azaleigh would have felt hollow, as the masturbation had. What he’d experienced not an hour before was almost indescribable. As Azaleigh rode him, her soft insides clutching him as her summery scent washed across his body, he’d felt complete, like this was why he hadn’t thought of touching another woman. Maybe some instinct inside him had known she was coming.
    “You’re hard again,” Azaleigh murmured, moving down his body to stroke his thickening organ in her small hand. With her smooth belly as a backdrop, and her hands slowly pumping him, Victor grew harder.
    “I like being inside you.”
    She smirked, and gently squeezed him. Victor hissed, and with the wall at her back, she guided him to her opening, already wet, telling him she was ready for more. He slid forward slowly, giving her time to adjust. Her hands slid around his neck as she rocked against him and moaned.
    “I like having you inside of me.”
    Capturing her lips in a deep kiss, Victor braced her fully against the wall and began to move, taking them both to ecstasy as the cool water rained about their bodies.
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    As dusk fell, Azaleigh and Victor walked to into the woods behind the house. They didn’t speak. They’d done that enough in the intimate hours