Rebirth: Love me Again

[WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!]

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[EVE]

Cole smiled wickedly down at me before sliding his cock deep inside me. The sensation was like being consumed by a living inferno that refused to be extinguished.

We moved together in perfect sync now –– our bodies dancing in rhythm as we chased the ultimate high together.

I felt myself being driven higher and higher, my senses blurring together in a haze of pleasure and desire. Cole's cock pistoned in and out of me with a relentless rhythm, sending shivers down my spine as he claimed every inch of my pussy.

His hands roamed over my body like a mapmaker charting unexplored territory –– tracing the curves of my breasts, the contours of my hips, and the hidden valleys between.

As we reached the crescendo, I felt myself becoming one with Cole's thrusts –– our bodies moving in perfect harmony like two parts to a well-oiled machine. The pressure built inside me until it became almost unbearable.

And then . . . it happened. The dam burst open and I tumbled into an abyss of pure pleasure –– each contraction wringing out every last drop from Cole's pulsing cock.

He rode me through it all, his face contorted in pleasure as he unleashed every last drop of his potent essence deep within me. The sensation was like I've known since we made love –– a burning fusion of pleasure and desire that seemed to engulf my entire being, filling me to the brim.

As we both began to slow, Cole suddenly shifted our position, moving us from the missionary style to a position that left me on my knees with my back arched upwards. He wrapped his strong arms around me, pulling me upright as he positioned himself behind.

And then . . . oh sweet mercy . . . he plunged inside of me once more. This time, however, it was different –– this time it was raw and primal and utterly unbridled.

I felt myself being stretched wide open by the sheer girth of his cock as he impaled himself deep within my core. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced before –– a brutal invasion that left me gasping for air.

His hands dug into my hips as he pounded away at my entrance with a ferocity that bordered on brutality. The pain mixed with pleasure in a heady cocktail that left me screaming his name.

"Cole . . . Cole, yes . . . oh God, please . . ." I begged, my voice lost in the chaos of passion and desire.

He responded by pistoning himself even harder into my vagina –– the pressure building inside me until it became almost unbearable.

Cole ravished me from behind, his cock plunging in and out of my pussy with a primal ferocity, he simultaneously inserted his fingers into my asshole. The sensation was initially uncomfortable, the foreign invasion causing me to stiffen in surprise.

But as he continued to pump himself into me, his fingers massaging and probing deep within my rectum, I began to feel a strange sense of ecstasy building inside. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced before –– a feeling of being completely consumed by pleasure.

The angle at which he pounded inside me seemed to hit numerous deep spots that left me begging for more.

The sensation that was building inside me like a tidal wave. Cole's fingers worked in tandem with his cock, creating a feeling of intense pleasure and discomfort all at once.

As he continued to pound into me, I felt myself being stretched to the limit –– my vagina and anus burning and protesting with each stroke. But despite the initial discomfort, I couldn't help but feel drawn to it . . . drawn to the raw power and intensity of our lovemaking.

The room around us began to fade away, leaving only the two of us lost in this primal dance of passion and desire. Cole's breathing grew labored as he pumped himself deeper into me.

And then, just when I thought it was all going to become too much, he reached down and grasped my nipples in his free hand –– pulling them tightly as he plunged deep inside once more.

The sensation was overwhelming –– like being electrocuted by a thousand tiny sparks coursing through every cell of my body. My back arched off the bed as I let out a scream of pure ecstasy

We both lay spent and exhausted on the bed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. We'd pushed our bodies to their limits, exploring every inch of each other's flesh in a primal dance of passion and desire.

And now, as Cole lay back on the bed with his cock still throbbing softly between his legs, I felt an uncontrollable urge to clean him off. I got down on my knees, my ass perked up and tongue sticking out as I began to lick his cock clean.

The salty taste of precum mixed with sweat was intoxicating –– like a potent elixir that left me craving more. My tongue darted back and forth across his length.

His cock twitch as I cleaned every last drop of semen from his shaft. Cole's eyes fluttered closed as he let out a contented sigh, his body relaxing into the mattress as I worked my way down to his balls.

I wrapped my lips around them, suckling and licking them with a gentle yet firm pressure. The power was almost too much for me –– like being surrounded by an intense, primal energy that refused to be tamed.

As I continued to clean him off, Cole's hands began to wander across my back and ass –– tracing the curves of my flesh with a possessive intensity that left me shivering with anticipation.

His gaze dropped lower, taking in the sight of my breasts molding around his penis as I suck and nip at the skin of his cock. The way my nipples brushed against him sent shivers down my spine –– like tiny sparks igniting within me.

As I continued to lick and clean Cole's cock, he lay back on the bed with a sated smile on his face. But as my tongue darted across the length of his shaft, he suddenly sat up, his eyes locking onto mine with an intense hunger.

He pulled me up onto the bed beside him, wrapping one arm around my waist as he pulled me close against his chest.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered softly in my ear . . . "so perfect . . ."

I smiled up at him, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over me as we lay there together in silence.

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Cole's hands roamed across my body, tracing the curves of my flesh with an insistent pressure that left me breathless. He cupped one breast in each hand, squeezing them gently as he pulled himself free from my mouth.

"Oh, fuck . . . you're killing me," he growled softly.

And then . . . without warning . . . he plunged himself deep inside me once more.

"Cole . . . Cole, yes . . . More . . . ," I begged, my voice lost in the chaos of passion and desire.

He responded by pistoning himself even harder into me –– the angle hitting numerous deep spots that left me screaming his name in ecstasy.

As we reached the crescendo, I felt myself becoming one with Cole's thrusts –– our bodies moving in perfect harmony like two parts to a well-oiled machine.

The world outside had quieted, the distant hum of the city fading into a serene silence that felt as though it existed only for us. The room was bathed in the dim, golden glow of a bedside lamp, its light caressing the soft contours of his face.

Cole lay beside me, his breathing steady, his eyes half-lidded as they studied me with a tenderness that I hadn't thought him capable of. His usual indifference was gone, replaced by something raw, something real.

I couldn't help but smile as I traced the sharp line of his jaw with my fingertips, my heart full and steady in a way that it hadn't been in years. Every nerve in my body felt alive, humming with the memory of his touch, the way his hands had known every inch of me as if they'd been created for that purpose alone. He had stripped away all the walls I had built, leaving me bare and vulnerable, and yet . . . I had never felt safer.

I shifted slightly, the cool sheets whispering against my skin, a gentle reminder of the heat we'd just shared. My body ached in the most exquisite way, a subtle echo of passion that still lingered, as if the moment wasn't quite ready to let me go. His scent clung to me—a mix of cedarwood, faint cologne, and something distinctly him.

It was intoxicating.

"I love you . . . ," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper, as if saying his name too loudly might shatter the fragile intimacy that enveloped us.

I hope this would remain forever.

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