My All Powerful System

His teeth grazed her pulse point, and she gasped a sharp, beautiful sound that went straight to his cock.

His nine and half inches cock was already big, and hard again. Had been, really, since the moment she stirred. But he didn’t rush, he had all night. And he wanted to make every second count.

His hand slid down her stomach, over the curve of her hip, between her thighs. She was already wet. Slick and hot and ready for him.

”Lynx...” His name came out as a moan, broken at the edges.

”Please.”

”Please what?” He circled her clit with his thumb, slow and teasing. ”Tell me what you want.”

”You. I want you.” Her hips rolled against his hand, chasing the pressure. ”Inside me.”

He smiled against her skin. ”You have me.”

He pushed two fingers inside her, and she cried out, a raw, desperate sound that filled the room. Her walls clenched around him immediately, pulling him deeper.

He moved slowly, curling his fingers just right, finding that spot that made her see stars.

”Oh, fuckff~ yesss~ right theree~”

Her moans grew louder, more urgent. Her hands fisted in the sheets, and her back arched off the bed.

He watched her face, the way her brow furrowed, the way her lips parted, the way her eyes squeezed shut as pleasure built inside her.

”That’s it,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. ”Let me hear you. I want to hear every sound you make.”

She did. She moaned his name like a prayer, her voice rising and falling with each thrust of his fingers. Her hips moved in rhythm with his hand, chasing her release, and he gave it to her, pushing her higher, faster, until she shattered with a scream.

”Oh Heavens~ L-Lynxx~!!”

Her body convulsed around his fingers, and he kept moving through it, drawing out every wave of her orgasm until she was trembling and gasping beneath him.

”Oh gods,” she breathed. ”That was...”

”Not enough.” He pulled his fingers out and brought them to his lips, tasting her. ”I want more.”

Her eyes fluttered open, her brown eyes were dark and hungry. ”Then take it.”

He didn’t need to be told twice.

He positioned himself between her thighs, his cock pressing against her entrance. But he didn’t push inside. He held there, just at the threshold, letting her feel the pressure, the anticipation.

”Lynx...” She was already trembling. ”Please. I need you.”

”I know.” He leaned down and kissed her, slow, deep, thorough. ”I need you too.”

He pushed inside her in one slow, steady motion.

Her moan was swallowed by his mouth. She was tight, so tight, her walls gripping him like she never wanted to let go. He stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust, letting the sensation wash over both of them.

”Move,” she whispered against his lips.

”Please move.”

He slid his long, big cock inside her. Slowly at first. Long, deep strokes that made her gasp with each one. Her nails dug into his back, and she arched beneath him, meeting his thrusts with her own.

But he held back. He felt the pressure building in his core, the familiar tension that meant release was close, and he slowed down. Breathed through it. Focused on her pleasure instead of his own.

”You feel so good,” he groaned, his forehead pressing against hers. ”So fucking good.”

”I’m close,” she gasped.

”Lynx, I’m~”

”Not yet.” He pulled out, and she whimpered at the loss. He flipped her onto her stomach and lifted her hips, positioning her on her hands and knees. ”I want to feel you cum on my cock this time. But not yet. Not until I’ve made you beg for it.”

He entered her from behind, and she let out a long, shuddering moan, deep and guttural, the sound of a woman who had been thoroughly fucked and still wanted more.

”Yessss~ ahhgnn~,” she breathed. ”Harder.”

He grabbed her hips and set a punishing pace. The bed creaked beneath them, the headboard knocking against the wall in a steady rhythm.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

His balls slapped against her wetness with each thrust, and her moans grew louder, more frantic.

”Lynxx~ fuckkk~ yes~ r-right there~ don’t stop”

He reached around and found her clit, rubbing in tight circles as he fucked her. Her moans became incoherent, a stream of curses and pleas and his name, over and over.

”I can’t~ I’m going to~ Oghnn~”

”Yes”, his voice rough. ”Cum for me again. I want to feel you.”

She came with a scream, her body shuddering violently, her walls milking his cock as waves of pleasure rolled through her.

He kept moving through it, his pace never faltering, drawing out every second of her release.

When her orgasm finally subsided, she collapsed onto the bed, her body limp and trembling. But he wasn’t done.

He pulled out and rolled her onto her back, spreading her legs wide. Her cunt was glistening, swollen, dripping with her own release and his pre cum. He lowered his head and tasted her.

Her moan was almost a sob. ”Lynx~ I can’t anymore.. it’s too much”

”You can.” He didn’t stop. His tongue circled her clit, lapping up her juices, tasting the salt and sweetness of her. ”Give me one more. Just one.”

Her hands fisted in his hair, pulling him closer, and she came again with a broken cry, her hips bucking against his mouth. He drank her down like a man starved, not stopping until she was gasping and pushing his head away.

”It’s Too much,” she breathed. ”I’m too sensitive now.”

He crawled up her body, his cock pressing against her thigh. She was still trembling, her skin flushed and slick with sweat. Her hair was a tangled mess on the pillow. Her eyes were half lidded, glazed with pleasure.

She had never looked more beautiful.

”You’re ruining me,” she whispered, a lazy smile on her lips.

”I’m worshipping you.” He kissed her softly. ”There’s a difference.”

He entered her again, and she moaned into his mouth. This time, he moved slowly. Deliberately. Each thrust was measured, deep, designed to hit that perfect spot inside her.

He watched her face, watched her pleasure build, and he matched his rhythm to hers.

”Lynx,” she breathed. ”I love you.”

He buried his face in her neck, his hips moving in a steady, hypnotic rhythm. ”I love you too.”

She came again and again. He lost count after the fifth time. Her body was a vessel of pure sensation, and he was the one filling it, pushing it, shaping it.

”Y-yes! Yes, I love it so much! Mmm, your cock... is so big! Aghn! Aahhhnn!. I never want it to stop!”

He kept thrusting and pounding her hard. Every moan, every gasp, every tremor was a

gift, and he took each one like it was the last.

When he finally let himself come, it was with her wrapped around him, her legs locked behind his back, her nails raking down his spine.

He buried himself deep inside her and let go, feeling his release mix with hers, feeling her walls clamp down around him as she came with him.

”Fuck,” he groaned, his voice muffled against her neck. ”Aunt Isabel.”

She held him tight, her breathing ragged, her body shaking, her head spinning from the pleasure. She came more than twenty times today. ”Stay,” she whispered, her voice barely audible ”Stay inside me. Just a little longer.”

He did. He stayed until he softened, and even then, he didn’t pull away. He rolled onto his side, taking her with him, keeping her close. His hand found her thigh, stroking it gently, and she let out a contented sigh.

Her consciousness has already faded by now. She wrapped herself around him, unconscious and comfortable.

Lynx let himself drift to sleep again. Hands wrapped around Isabel, while his cock is still inside her. He knew he won’t be able be at the academy tomorrow. ’Well Fuck the academy, I don’t even need it’.

He slept off.