A Taste of Spring

Chapter 12

Spring whimpered continuously as pleasure from his pulsing cock hit her inner walls and spread throughout her body. Her pleasure built until her whimpers grew into panting yelps, then from a yelp to a seamless call, then to a hoarse scream when the first orgasm hit her.

Her eyes, shut till that point, sprang open. Her scream peaked just as the pleasure spiked. It seemed to last forever. Everything around her disappeared as her body drew in on itself only to explode outwards. When she came down, when the colors behind her eyes faded and she was once again able to focus, her eyes met Dez's.

The way he looked at her was confusing. She was spent but the way his eyes heated, his lips spread into a delicious grin, and the way his dimples popped, Spring knew that he wasn't done with her.

"Not a five-minute kind of guy," he breathed, "we're just getting started."

"Whoa," was the only word that Spring could manage as Dez lifted her off the sofa and kicked his jeans free.

Her surroundings blurred as Dez quickly carried her to his bed, his cock still throbbing inside her. The jostling felt glorious. Another orgasm ran a short race through her. God, he didn't even have to move to pleasure her. All he had to do was just flex his meaty cock and she would cum for him.

No one should have that kind of effect on a woman.

She was startled when Dez dropped her on his bed, him falling over her and almost dislodging his cock entirely.

Thank goodness he didn't come out, she thought with shame. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

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DEZMOND

Immediately after placing her down, Dez was in position and pushing inside Anna's tight wet pussy and starting that same sure rhythm he'd mastered. Just like before, she was unable to take him without crying out her pleasure. That was so intoxicating. Hearing her whimpers and cries was enough to have a man with less control shooting off but he was too greedy for that.

He wanted all he could get from Anna. She called his name. She wanted him, and he was obliged to give her what she wanted.

He focused on her face at that exact moment she was overcome. Her expression was almost enough to do him in. All he needed to do was let go. He wanted to follow her over the edge, to join her. He wanted to create a memorable moment of completion for them both.

Except, another part of him wanted nothing more than to make it last forever. To feel her tight, soaking vagina clench and unclench its punishing grip around his length until the end of damn time. Pleasure spiked with every movement but Dez needed to stay focused. He couldn't cum. He couldn't release Anna or her body just yet.

Dez silently worshiped her delicate beauty as she came undone again. He fisted his sheets as her walls squeezed, rewarding and punishing him so sweetly.

"Dezmond!" Anna shook her head, panting as she stared up at him with awe.

"Fuck," Dez grunted as he ground into her. She was spent. To speed up his release, he lay on her, raised her ass with his hands, and buried his face in her neck. Her scent, her firm voluptuous ass in his palms, her pillow soft breasts smashed into his chest, the sounds of exhaustion and delight she made in his ear; Dez couldn't hold on. He exploded.

Anna's body stiffened under him and her nails raked over his back. Dez cried out to the heavens as his body quaked. Never in his life did he experience something so raw, such pleasure, anything so fulfilling that he was louder than he could remember.

He lay there, on top of her, boneless until he was capable of movement. When he raised his head, Anna was just opening her eyes. Dez couldn't help but stare at her for several seconds before he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth. She welcomed his kiss and that made him relax a bit because, yeah, mentally he was wound tight.

He never lost himself in a woman so fast. Not since... Dez shook the thought of Natalie before it took root.

The kiss did the opposite of what he expected. He thought he could kiss Anna then roll off of her so that they could clean up. Not the case. The kiss did something that hadn't happened to him since he was a damn teenager.

The shocked look on Anna's face said that she definitely felt him growing hard inside her again. The pleasured gasp that feathered over his lips when he slowly moved, oh so carefully, out of her then back inside, told Dez that Anna was going to let him make slow passionate love to her even though he'd just fucked her to exhaustion.

"Anna," Dez said as he nibbled on her ear, "I can't get enough of you."