Warning: Mature content in the chapter
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Grace braced herself against the table behind her as Rune kneeled in front of her. His hands were on her thighs, massaging her skin while his mouth trailed soft, wet kisses on the same spots that his hands touched.
As his mouth made its way toward her inner thigh, he lifted one of her leg and guided it to rest on his shoulder, giving him full access to her aching core.
She arched her back and pressed more into him as his fingers ran back and forth over her sex before sliding between her folds and finding her sweet bud and drenched entrance.
She leaned back to give him more room to play with her, surprising herself when she realized that she was ready to let him play with her in any way he liked.
While he rubbed his thumb over her bud, one of his fingers slowly entered her. He looked up at her face, studying her reaction intently as he continued to play with her.
Her inner walls clenched around his finger, both from pleasure and the shock she received from the desire she was seeing in his eyes.
He added another finger and increased his pace, thrusting deeper into her, in and out and in again with a smooth rhythm. When he finally shifted his attention away from her face, it was to place another kiss on her inner thigh.
But his mouth didn’t stop there, instead, it made its way to her clit, giving it a long lick before sucking on it. He repeated that again and again, playing with her clit without any mercy. Each flick of his tongue against her bud sent Grace moaning out loudly as pleasure overwhelmed her.
His fingers didn’t stop either as he ate her as if she tasted like his favorite desert. It didn’t take long pleasure overwhelmed her senses and she started drifting closer to her release. Merely seconds later, she was crying out loudly as she came around his fingers.
Sweet waves washed over her as he pulled out his fingers and after placing one last kiss on her thigh, he stood up. His mouth found hers for another deep kiss and she returned it with a hunger she had never felt before. She wanted him so badly that it was taking every ounce of her self control to not pounce on him and get what she wanted.
She was still reeling from the intense emotions that had overtaken her moments before when Rune ended the kiss and made her turn around, guiding her to face the table.
She felt his hands moving over her, tracing a path down her back and settling onto her hips. The contact was firm, reassuring, yet it sent a wave of warmth through her. He massaged her gently at first, and then, with surprising intensity, gave a sharp, swift slap that landed on her right butt cheek. A light gasp escaped her as the sensation of the strike startled her, bringing a brief sting that quickly faded.
Before she could voice a protest or wonder what was coming next, she felt him kneeling behind her once again. She was surprised by the tenderness of his kiss on the spot he had just slapped. His lips trailed along her skin, soothing the temporary discomfort, and she couldn’t help but soften under his touch. Her body responded in ways she hadn’t expected, and a deeper warmth spread through her as his lips moved lower, slowly, purposefully.
Grace felt her breath catching as he shifted again. She felt him rise behind her before the rustling of fabric entered her ear. Moments later, his hands found her shoulders. His touch was light but commanding, holding her in place while the heat between them deepened.
Instead of rushing forward, Rune took his time, his movements were slow and deliberate and each one kept building the tension between them. The world outside slowly started to fade away and there was only the steady rhythm of their breaths, the overwhelming desire, and the undeniable pull that bound them together.
He gripped her hip with one hand as he entered her from behind in one single thrust, burying himself deep into her. Grace groaned as pleasure invaded her senses once again and she had to clutch the table to keep herself steady as he started thrusting into her, faster and faster. His other hand took hold of a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back to trail kisses on the side of her throat.
Every inch of his huge erection filled her heated channel with those thrusts, and her depths swallowed every part of him hungrily. His desire, warmth, and scent enveloped her while their mixed moans and groans filled the room.
He kept thrusting into her, harder and faster, sending waves of pleasure washing over every part of her body. She wanted to cling to the wonderful sensation forever.
Another series of hard thrusts, and his length grew even larger and harder inside her. The air was filled with the mixed scent of the aromatic candle and sex.
"I’m close, Ms. Blackwood" he murmured against her shoulder where he placed a soft kiss. "Don’t worry, I will pull out in time." He added as they hadn’t used any protection in their hurry.
Grace turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, causing their lips to almost brush together. They kissed again while he snaked his arm around her and found her clit again, rubbing it to push her toward her own release.
His fast thrusts were hitting something deep in her, and when combined with the pleasure hitting her clit, it didn’t take long as pleasure tossed her to the heavens, and something inside her completely loosened or snapped.
Powerful waves of pleasure washed over her, making her body shudder as her second orgasm of the night hit her in full force. As her inner walls tightened around him, it pushed him to his limit as well.
Just like he promised, Rune immediately pulled out and pumped his length, coming all over the same spot that he had left burning red with his slap in the beginning.