My first 'story' to be posted here (although it's so short it's not really a story - sorry, hope some might like it anyway....)
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His finger found her throbbing PMI and pressed gently into the soft flesh there. A hushed moan escaped her lips as she felt her heart kick hard against his fingertip.
And she rubbed.
He lowered his head and took her right nipple hungrily into his mouth, his tongue flicking over and around that firm little stud in time with her heartbeat. Fuck. He was rhythmically stimulating her sensitive little nipple in time with the tap-taps of her heart against his finger. She could barely breathe.
And she rubbed. God how she rubbed.
His finger momentarily left the underside of her breast, to be replaced by the cold steel of his diaphragm. Goosebumps pricked her creamy-white skin as she involuntarily took a deep breath, her chest rising and so his steth with it. “It’s OK little one, I just need to check your heart….” he soothed, wrapping an arm round her and pulling her close into his broad shoulder. His words sent her spiralling.
Lightheaded and breathless with sheer arousal, she rubbed ever faster.
He settled the disc more firmly against her apex as she nuzzled into him, breathing in his warm soft scent. “I hear your heart, sweetheart. I’m listening to every one of its beats… ” he whispered… “It’s dancing its special rhythm just for me.” The flood of arousal now radiating in waves from her core were so intense she physically ached. Hot, tingling, pre-orgasmic waves.
And still she rubbed, her fingers steeped in her own sweet honey and a delicious heat burning its way through her sex.
"Hold me, please…” she whimpered, almost a little scared of the force about to explode within her… “Hold me real tight…” And as her climax reached its crescendo, the symphony within her pounding in his ears, so he did.