by Tracy Gray
“Wow.” I barely managed to breathe out.
“It’s been four weeks, Babe. I don’t have time for you to catch your breath. Let’s go.”
“How do you want it?”
No words, he just took my waist in his giant hands and flipped me over.
I positioned myself on all fours and wasn’t even completely stable before I felt Xavier enter me. A sigh of contentment fell from my lips. He caught my ponytail in his hand and gave it a tug on every upstroke.
“Yes!” I encouraged, throwing the ass back at him with the same intensity he was using to plow into me. My mind was floating on a cloud of bliss, while my body floated rhythmically beneath Xavier’s. I loved having slow, soft sex with X, but this wasn’t that. This was desperate, needy...raucous sex.
“You’re so wet. You’re so fucking wet, Raye. Rub your clit for me.” He told me, before leaning over my body and biting down on my shoulder.
Lightning struck my body at the sensation of his teeth meeting my flesh, sending impulses rocketing through my body. I could have stayed like that all night, being one with him giving and receiving pleasure.
Xavier pulled me up on my knees, as he continued stroking me. His hands replaced mine at my clit, while my hands moved to my breasts, cupping them and massaging my own nipples. I bounced down on his dick, happily catching every upstroke until I felt myself approaching the instant that I would tumble over the edge.
When he pulled out, my disappointment was tangible.
“What?” I asked, looking back at him.
“Lay back, I wanna see you when you come.” He winked at me.
I rolled over on my back, and let my legs fall open. Sex with Xavier in the missionary position was transcendent. Some people thought it was boring and genteel, but I was convinced that they were boring and genteel. In the missionary, Xavier could go as deeply as I wanted him to go. I could feel him in my chest, he could kiss me passionately, stare into my soul, whisper words of encouragement and deeply guarded secrets. It was when I felt the closest to him, the most exposed and open to him. I wrapped my arms around his biceps and rolled my hips slowly underneath him.
“Yes.” He encouraged me. “Please do that.”
So, I did. Slowly timing my counter strokes so that I was milking his dick. I stared up into his gorgeous face, fighting to keep my eyes from drifting shut so I could enjoy watching the expressions of pleasure he made.
“Please don’t stop, Babe.” He moaned, crashing into me, causing shards of pleasure infused pain to course through my lower region.
And since he asked so sweetly, I picked up the strength of my own thrust, moaning and keening as I did so.
It wasn’t long before explosions of bright white were going off behind my closed eyelids, then Xavier was filling me up with the liquid of his own eruption.
“I love you so much, Baby.” I murmured, basking in being intertwined with him, the familiar sensation of his release pooling between my legs.
“Fuck.” He said, rolling off of me, and landing on my right side. “You make me too fucking frantic to get inside you.”
“Sorry, guess I’m just dope.”
“Ain’t no guessing about it. You’re highly dope.”
I grinned at him.
He pulled me into his strong arms. “Yo, I love you beyond words. You’re my heartbeat, Raye. Thank you for not giving my spot away. Thank you for giving me another chance.”
I buried my head in his chest. “Thanks for coming back...this time.”
“Always, Long May She Reign. I’ll always come back.”
The End
Afterword
Thank you for reading "Reign Delay." I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Reign and Xavier were so sweet to me.
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XOXO
~ Tracy
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