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The sound of your name on his lips , along with the weight of his body on top of yours, sent an electric shock through your entire being. It was as if his touch alone could set every nerve in your body alight. Your hands roamed up his muscular back, feeling the strength and power contained within. His skin was hot, the muscles beneath shifting and moving as he moved against you.
Your legs had already parted for him, and he slid inside you with a low moan of satisfaction.
"Fuck, you feel good," he murmured against your lips as he thrust into you deeper.
Your fingers gripped his shoulders as you welcomed him inside. The feeling of him filling you up was indescribable, and it only made you want more. His movements were slow, almost agonizingly so, as he set a leisurely pace. You could feel every inch of him as he moved against you, and the sensation was maddening.
The way he filled you up, the way your bodies moved together, it was like a dance - a dance of passion and pleasure.
His hands roamed down your body, gripping your hips as he pulled you closer. You wrapped your legs around him, digging your heels into his ass as you urged him deeper.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "So fucking wet."
You couldn't help but moan in response, the feeling of him inside you driving you wild with desire.
His thrusts became deeper, more urgent, causing you to cry out in pleasure. He captured your lips with his, silencing your moans as your tongues dueled in a dance as old as time.
Arthur pushed himself to his knees while still inside of you, his strong hands gripping your hips as he used them to take control of the tempo. Each thrust hit a spot deep inside you that made you see stars.
You were his captive audience, and the lust in his eyes was all the proof you needed. No one had ever looked at you with such hunger - like you were his last meal on earth and he was going to savor every last bite.
His hard length slides in and out of your wet warmth, making you want to cry with pleasure.
He brought your left foot up to his right shoulder, changing the angle and causing him to hit a spot that made you moan loudly.
He started to speak but your loud moan drowned out his words.
"That's it darlin, take it like a good girl," he groaned as he thrust deeper into you.
Sweat glistened off his sculpted chest as he moved in rhythm with yourself.
You gripped the sheets tightly as your climax built and built, your breathing becoming ragged and short.
"Don't stop, don't stop," you chanted, lost in pleasure.
Your entire body felt like it was on fire, and the only thing that could quench the flames was Arthur's thick cock. He grunted with effort, his hips slapping against yours as he plunged into you again and again.
The sound of skin against skin filled the tent, punctuated by your gasps and moans. You writhed beneath him, unable to contain the pleasure building up inside of you. Every thrust brought you closer and closer to the edge, but you didn't want to fall over just yet. You wanted to savor this moment for as long as possible.
Craving release, your hand made its way to your clit. You rubbed in gentle circles, mimicking Arthur's movements and allowing the tension to build. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.
Arthur swatted your hand away, pinning it above your head as he increased his thrusting.
"That's my job," he muttered, sweat dripping from his brow.
You moaned beneath him, writhing in pleasure. His other hand snaked its way down to your clit, rubbing slow circles around the sensitive nub.
With every stroke of his cock, with every twist of his fingers, you found yourself sinking deeper and deeper into a sea of ecstasy.
"Come for me sweetheart," he demanded, his voice low and guttural.
With those words, the pressure building inside of you snapped, and your orgasm tore through you like a storm. You cried out, your nails digging into Arthur's chiseled biceps.
Arthur didn't let up, his thrusts becoming faster and more brutal as he chased his own release. He wrapped a hand around your throat, not enough to cut off your air, but enough to send a thrill of fear through you. You knew that you were completely at his mercy.
And that thrilled you almost as much as the feeling of his thick cock inside of you.
With a growl, Arthur released his hold on your throat, instead wrapping it around your waist and hoisting you up. You wrapped your legs around him, bouncing up and down on his cock as he pounded into you from below. Your tits bounced in time with your movements, and Arthur took full advantage of the view. He reached up and squeezed them hard, pinching your nipples between his fingers until you cried out in pleasure.
"Yes, oh God, yes!" you screamed, your body shaking with the force of your orgasm.
Arthur's thrusts became erratic as he felt himself nearing his own release. He could feel the pressure building in his balls, the heat spreading up his spine and into his brain.
With one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside of you and let out a guttural roar as he came harder than he ever had before. His semen filled you to the brim, spilling out around his cock and down your thighs in hot streams.
He didn't pull out immediately, instead choosing to savor the moment of pure satisfaction.
He was still hard inside you, and the feeling of your walls contracting around him was indescribable. Arthur's breath came out in harsh pants as he slowly slid out of you, leaving a wet trail on your inner thighs.
You let out a sigh of contentment as you laid there, still panting from the intense orgasm that had just rocked your world. Arthur collapsed next to you on the bed, sweat dripping from his brow as he tried to catch his own breath.
"Holy shit," he muttered, running a hand over his face. "That was...
incredible," Arthur finished, turning to face you with a sated smiled.
You couldn't help but agree, still reeling from the aftershocks of your intense orgasm. Your entire body felt like it was made of jelly, and you struggled to find the words to express what you were feeling.
"Yeah, incredible doesn't even begin to cover it," you murmured, rolling onto your side to face him.
Arthur pulled you close, wrapping his arm around your waist and nuzzling your neck.
Your bodies were still slick with sweat, a testament to the passion that had just consumed you. You could feel his heart racing in time with your own, and you knew that what had just transpired between you had been nothing short of earth-shattering.
As the two of you lay there, basking in the afterglow of your love-making, the sounds of the camp outside filtered in through the tent walls. Men laughed and joked, their voices rising and falling as they swapped stories around the fire.
But inside the tent, it was a different world.
The scent of sex lingered in the air as you and Arthur lay there, your limbs tangled together. Arthur traced patterns on your skin with his fingertips, sending shivers down your spine.
For the first time in your life you were truly happy and content. You knew, in that moment, with Arthur, you had found something truly special.
As you both drifted off to sleep, Arthur pulled you closer, wrapping you in his big strong arms.
You knew then, without a doubt, that you were where you belonged.
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