The tightness low in her abdomen suddenly became a fierce, undeniable craving. She pulled off Paolo, her eyes hungry with a need she could barely voice. “Want…. want…” she whispered, running her hands down Paolo’s stomach and abs again, the sight of Paolo lifting off the mattress only making it worse for Cora.
Paolo let out a cry at Cora’s sudden withdrawal of pressure and pleasure. He squeezed his eyes shut, his head slamming back into the mattress as he arched up, searched for a return of the erotic aura he’d been wrapped in. He heard Cora’s words, her desperate begging, but it took a moment for anything to get past his needs. Breathing heavily, he met those fawn eyes and licked his lips.
“You need–” he rasped and cleared his throat. “–what? To ride my cock? To fuck into something?” She took another couple breaths and gave a nod. “Follow–follow your gut. Do what you want, what you need.” Paolo didn’t usually give his partner this much leverage but hell, this was anything but usual circumstances. If that’s what his Cora needed, he’d give it to her. He’d give her anything she asked…
Paolo’s plain speaking had Cora groaning, wanting. “I have to make a choice?” she asked, giving a strained smile as she curled over Paolo, looking down into his eyes, trying to piece out what he wanted. What he needed from her.
She took a few hot breaths. Brushed her mouth over Paolo’s then pulled her head up. “I feel… empty. I want…to…”
The instant she knew what she wanted, her vagina twitched and started to leak. Scrambling back a little, she lifted herself up onto her knees. “Ride your cock, that’s what I choose,” she said, certainty in her tone. Guiding Paolo’s tip to her hole, Cora simply sank down, throwing her head back at the sudden intrusion tearing her apart, but knowing it was by far eclipsed by the terrible need gnawing inside her.
“Wait–gunghhh” Paolo tried to say he had lube, but it was too late. Cora was already spearing herself on Paolo’s thick cock. It was painfully pleasurable, the desperate need Paolo had been in suddenly eased by being encased inside Cora. “Holy fuck!” Paolo hissed, pulling his fingers free of the mattress he’d dug his nails into. Grabbing Cora’s hands, he interlaced their fingers and his gaze locked with Cora’s. “Just–just give it a moment. The stretch–the pain–will ease.”
Paolo began rolling his hips a little, trying to gently stretch Cora, trying to hit all her sensitive lady parts with every thrust. He just wanted it good–perfect–for Cora as he began to bounce a little, letting his cock pull out a fraction then ease back in.
At first, Cora wasn’t sure she could take this. But once Paolo captured her hands, he seemed to ground her, to bring her slowly out of the fog of pain. Eyes locking with Paolo’s, she knew she trusted him.
She rolled her hips slightly, following Paolo’s motions. The emptiness, the loneliness was gone, displaced by Paolo, and by pleasure. Tightening her fingers around Paolo’s, Cora leaned forward and back, grinding a little harder, and sometimes lifting up a little higher. When she squeezed her inner muscles tight around Paolo, white hot heat surged through her, and had her throwing her head back and giving an almost obscene moan.
“What…” her eyes questioned Paolo even as she prepared to try it again, needing, wanting that same sensation to pulse through her over and over without end.
Paolo was groaning with Cora, rocking, pulling out and thrusting in, but only as much as Cora seemed ready for, trying not to push his selfish needs onto her. But when Cora squeezed, Paolo gave a cry and thrust his hips a little harder. And as he thrust into her sensitive flesh, it contracted around him stimulating Paolo’s cock in new and creative ways. From Cora’s reactions, he could only guess that she was enjoying it as much if not more than him and when Cora squeezed and Paolo thrust, it was all Paolo could do not to just start going at it.
“You are…amazing,” Paolo whispered. He tugged Cora forward, locking lips with her and began a slow thrust up into her, increasing his pace a little at a time. Every time Cora squeezed, about all Paolo could see was brilliant white lights.