Taking Chances (Learning to Love)

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circled it a few times with his thumb, spreading my slippery juices, then slid two thick fingers inside me. My legs shook and threatened to give out beneath me as he continued to work his magic. I could feel that familiar rising inside me that told me I couldn't hold off much longer. Just when I was about to spiral into orgasm, he slid his fingers out of me and let them glide back up my ass. I moaned in protest.
    "Please, don't stop." My voice was barely above a whisper, breathless and needy.
    Without a response, he turned me around to face him once again. I heard him shrug out of his pants and toss them away. The anticipation had my heart amped up so fast, that I could feel it vibrating throughout my body.
    He slipped his hands around my ass and lifted me off the floor with my back resting against the cold door. My legs wrapped around his waist and I nestled myself against him. With one strong arm, he held me in place as he ripped the corner of a little packet with his teeth, and reached down to slip on a condom. Not being able to see heightened my other senses. Every smell, sound, or touch, were all amplified and oversensitive.
    I knew exactly what was about to happen, and for one brief moment, panic flashed through me. I'd never had sex with a complete stranger before. Even though I took the hotel key, came over on my own accord, and let him strip, kiss, and tease me, the thought of actual sex was just more real. I couldn't deny that I wanted it as much as he did, maybe more, but the fear still pushed its way to the front of my mind and tried to take over. I pulled at the blindfold over my eyes, thinking that maybe if I could see him, it would put my mind at ease.
    His hand closed over mine. "Don't."
    I conceded, letting my hand fall to his shoulder. He paused a moment, took a deep breath, then positioned himself just outside my opening. When he didn't go further, I pushed my hips forward, trying to urge him in, but he eased back, not allowing me more. I couldn't take it. I needed him inside me.
    "Please," I begged.
    "Are you sure?" he whispered, hesitant.
    "Yes." I nodded and dug my nails into his shoulders, trying to pull him in.
    With that, he slowly pushed his thick head inside, holding very still for a moment before sliding in completely. His length filled me entirely, maybe even a little too much. I wrapped my legs tighter around him, draping both arms around his neck, letting my hands grip his short hair tightly.
    He fell into a steady rhythm, and I savored each slow pull back before he slammed in deep. With each thrust, he pushed me hard into the door, making a loud thud as I held onto his arms for support. Being held up against the door in that position, I was a passive participant. He had all the control over how fast, slow, soft, hard, or even how much, he would give me. He seemed to know exactly what I needed, yet took pleasure in the tease.
    Slipping one hand down my belly, he found my clit, still throbbing, aching from his earlier attention, and circled it with his thumb. Each rotation of his finger brought me closer and closer to the edge. Just when I thought I was about to tip over, he moved his hand away and reached up to tug at my sensitive nipples. I tried to speak my protest, but he covered my mouth with his, quieting me with his tongue.
    He shifted me a bit and pulled my ass slightly away from the door, making all the difference in the world. At the new angle, my muscles squeezed around him with a sensation unlike any I'd ever felt before. It only took a few thrusts before my breath quickened and caught in my throat as the world dissolved around me. I sagged in his arms, grateful for the support as my body clenched around him. A moment later, his thick crown swelled and released as he shuddered against me. He held me tightly and rested his head along my chest, trying to catch his breath, our hearts both pounding against each other.
    After several minutes passed, and his breathing slowed to a more normal

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