CHAPTER 13: REUNION OF TWO BROKEN SOULS

(NSFW Content Ahead)


My face burnt and turned into a tomato with shame. How could he say things like that just after slurping me as if drinking an elixir needed for his survival?


His supple lips shone under the light with my juices still coating them. The grin that tugged at the corners of them was equal amounts teasing and playful with what’s about to come next. I couldn’t help but tease him as well.


“It becomes more pleasurable every time,” I told him in a raspy voice, still catching up my breath from the intensity of those two equally smashing climaxes. A smile of extreme satisfaction coated Michael’s face as his lustfully darkened eye watched the rapid rise and fall of my chest.


“The best is yet to come, Pamela, but it would be quite uncomfortable at first, since it had been a while. Wait! Was there someone else in the last six years?”


“There was just one, but we didn’t go below the belt. I couldn’t get intimate with any other men except you.”


I truthfully answered. It may seem hard to believe, but that was the truth. Just like him, I also reserved myself for him. Although I was living in the city and temptation was highly rampant, I never had sex with anyone for the past six years. My last was way back then with this man in front of me.


“I’m delighted to hear that. Thank you, Pamela! Now, let me express to you how grateful I am.” He caught my hand and brought it to his juicy lips, slowly kissing it, before guiding it down so I could feel his swollen girth.


“It’s my turn to show to you how much I love you, Michael.” I didn’t wait for his response and swiftly enclosed my fingers against his stiff rod and he instantly closed his eyes. I pulled down his trousers using my other hand, freeing it. It throbbed in my delicate hand, the protruding veins pulsed rapidly. I glided my hand along his hardened length, its tip glistened with precum. He groaned heavily under my touch as my thumb rubbed the nerve endings under the mushroom tip.


Slowly getting up, I went on my knees and with a rapidly beating heart opened my mouth to properly pleasure him too. I saw how he watched me in awe and enormous temptation. The curtains of my blonde hair fell all around me as I held his muscled thighs and took the glistening tip inside my mouth. The tip of my tongue licked his shaft with hunger and longing.


“Ahh! Fuck, Pamela!” He couldn’t help the hungry yelp that fell from his lips. His hands swiftly moved and collected my hair into them, fisting them at the base and gently guiding me to take him inside my warm mouth some more.


My gripping from his thighs felt harder as my nails dug into his flesh as I tried to hold on while his length disappeared into my throat and almost made me gag. He slowly rocked his hips in controlled movements, so as not to overwhelm me and kept on sliding in and out of my parted mouth.


“Moan my name, Michael! I want to hear it from you.”


I watched him from below. I saw how his head fell back as he cursed countless times and his grip at my hair tightened. His fuller lips slightly parted as he opened his eyes and gazed down at me. They had been glazed with this primal hunger, which only I could satiate. This made me even bolder and I slowly took his girth out, just to swipe it with my tongue, before taking it back in and going even deeper.


“Oh God! Shit, Pamela! Stop it before I come into your mouth, which wasn’t part of my plan tonight.” His hand left my hair and cupped my chin. His thumb ran slow circles on my lower lip as he gently lay me down. Covering me with his huge frame, blanketing and assuring me with his warmth. The feel of skin against skin was so soothing as our heated flesh rubbed against each other, initiating this insatiable hunger inside both of us. He opened my legs wider while staring at me with a mixture of ethereal love and consuming desire.


“Make me entirely yours again, Michael.”


His hips jerked forward and his leaking tip glided up and down my sodden folds, coating itself in my abundance of flowing juices. “You are mine, Pamela! Mine alone!” His stiffened rod impaled me and stretched my walls further. A small squeak was torn from my lips because of pain as if I was a virgin all over again. He tried to ease it away by rubbing my pink nub as his lips covered mine. I moaned inside his sensual kisses, his slick tongue rammed inside my mouth to swallow all my painful mewls as his hardness stretched me further to accommodate him.


I gasped into his mouth, my nails pricked the skin of his arms. He stilled, letting me get used to his sheathing organ that somehow grew a lot bigger from how I remembered it to be. After a while, he slowly extracted himself. His hips buckled and both of us moaned as he entered my tight folds again with deliberate sluggish thrust. Taking all his time as we relish and savor this precious moment together.


“I love you, Michael. I missed you so much.”


“I love you too, Sweetheart. You don’t know how much I missed you dearly.”


He fully entered me again, making me whimper. My insides burnt from his invasion, it was a bit painful, but my heart was content. I was finally with my man and back in his arms. Soon enough, he was rhythmically moving, the muscles of his back and hips flexed and relaxed with each and every movement. His needy lips were latched on my neck, nibbling my soft skin from my tender spot.


Throes of pleasure flowed like rivers inside of me and soon I was lost in only the feels. He continued to slither in and out, sometimes angling his movements that made me cry out with so much ecstasy. It was a reunion of two broken souls, who had embarked on the journey to heal each other.


Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. And we were succeeding.


He let go of my neck and his majestic body loomed over me. His darkening salacious orbs roamed all over my face looking for any signs of discomfort from me, while his balls swiftly slammed against my folds. He plummeted on me like he had never done before. He rocked my body with intensity that made me undone on my third just as what he promised. I faintly smiled at him before reaching out and hooked my arms around his thick neck, bringing him down over me.


“Thank you for making me experience this wonderful feeling again with you, Michael. I love you so much.”


“I would do anything for you, Sweetheart. Hold on tightly, I am not yet done. Give me a minute or two, just a couple more thrust.”


I held his arms as he rammed me endlessly, plunging and pulling back his hips with such accuracy and speed. I moaned and screamed his name a couple of times more before I felt him exploding inside of me. Emptying himself and all his love juices inside that made me fully content with overflowing love and overwhelming joy.