Chapter 56
Skin on skin, flesh on flesh, she could feel his presence; his whole essence radiating off him.
His hand felt like it was burning on her leg, a trail of bare, tingling flesh, his fingers now slipping under, moving higher and higher. He leaned closer towards her, eyes locked on hers, and the pressure of his stare made her forget to even breathe, all her focus on his slowly moving hand on her leg. Without really registering, she watched his other hand come towards her face and felt his fingers trailing down her cheek, her head nudging a little more towards him as his lips hovered over hers, before taking out the panties from her mouth.
Her head falls back onto the bed, fully exposed to his lips. He took her neck in his mouth just below her ear, low deep growls coming from his throat.
It was that moment she felt his hand on her thigh, he was staring down at her so intently, eyes dark with desire. For a moment she couldn't breathe... as he brought his lips down to kiss her. As their lips met, she felt his hand slide, so slowly, so gently, into the crack separating her legs, the wetness inside her driving him to madness as he found his way deeper. The thoughts he had of the gushing sounds of her dripping down his cock was almost too much. Almost.
He wasn't done with her, helping her sit up, his hands on her shoulders as he stands up and lets her take him into her mouth, tasting her sweet juices and licking him clean. His hands are in her hair, holding her in place, sliding himself deep into her mouth all the way in. He looks down at her, watching her take all of him into her mouth, over and over again. He watches her stare at him with big doe eyes and his cock in her mouth, he desperately wants to cum, but he doesn't want this to end. His throbbing cock finds the deepest parts of her mouth, and he pushes his way inside. His growls much louder now.
Slowly, he exits her mouth and she is back laid down on the bed, her legs draped over his shoulders, she wanted his touch here, he was with that wicked smile on his face, that smile that knew what he could do to her, what control he had. She closed her eyes and breathed deep again. She was overwhelmed, dizzy. All she could think of was this, as if from outside her own body, arched back, spread thighs, the world boiled down to their pleasure.
He leaned down to bite at her nipple, and she cried out; his smirk is all she needs to see to send her over the edge. She's so wet now, with her legs still over his shoulders, he enjoys the view of her wet pussy one last time.
Her eyes were closed, and she's still in relish over the delightful feeling, as she heard the sound of his belt unbuckle and the hush of his jeans falling away. The bed dipped as he crawled back on it and kissed her forehead, her neck, her moans getting louder. She rolled her hips back and felt the tip of his cock with pre cum slide over her thigh, he moaned too now, a gasp of need, his cock found her soaked clit and ran it up over it.
She laid back trashed against the sheet, while he held his cock in his hand. He pressed it against her, the soft head sliding over her, up to her clit. He reached up and pressed her hands together above her head with one hand, pinning her like a butterfly. She fluttered under him as he teased her hole, spread her open with the tip of his shaft once, twice. She felt herself sweating, her skin prickling. When she thought he pulled away, she panicked.... NO! He can't stop! She'll have a fit, she'll die!!!
He took her like that, sliding deep into her ready wetness as she opened her legs and wrapped them around him, pulling him into her, deeper as he thrust and moved, she rolled her hips back more and he put it further in. She felt the delicious stretch of his thick cock, the heat of his body, his kisses on her neck. She felt him open her pussy. God!!!! He felt so fucking big and she would have told him too if she could have, if all that she could manage to release from her mouth were words instead of delightful moans. She wanted to let him hear her worship him, tell him she was his.
She felt him get harder, his hips moved, the curve of his cock inside her, rubbing, making her glow with pleasure. She didn't want the moment to stop- and yet she wanted him to mark her, to claim her again.
He took her in a controlled way, steady, fast enough to build her up, slow enough to stop himself. He reached out and stroked her chest gently, tenderly, his fingers moving from her throat, to her breasts and then, to her abdomen. She shuddered. Oh god, her back arched a little, tensed. She moaned out loud, their eyes meeting.
His fingers continued their slow rake of her body. She felt as though she was being surveyed, mapped, scanned. She knew she was going to cum again if he carried on. Her moans became steadier, deeper. He let go of her hands and she grabbed fistfuls of sheets. He held her breast, her waist. And he fucked her, his hips pressed against the backs of her raised thighs, his cock took her again and again. She lost herself in the sensation, in the heat that flowed through her body.
The orgasm came suddenly, and electric judder, overwhelming. She saw light stars, felt his hands on her, his cock in her, was reduced to points of sensation. She was no-one for a moment, all past and future gone, obliterated and replaced by a brilliant nothing. And as it passed, she was still there, he was still there, his cock deep inside her, he was on top of her, between her legs, they were kissing with open mouths.
He pulled her hips to the edge of the bed; he stood and took her like that. He could have had her any way he liked but he wanted to watch her. That was clear enough, his green eyes met hers and strayed to her lithe arms, her small breasts, the curve of her belly, the nip of her waist.
He moaned. It was his turn, she nodded, speech still absent, his hands held her hips, pulling her onto him. She felt used, deliciously, a toy for his cock, she played with her tits, he smiled at that. He sped up, not trying to control himself any more.
She knew he was close, and she opened her legs wider, he went faster, she shuddered again, knowing what was coming.
He took her, claiming what was his, entering her hard and fast, each thrust feeling like an explosion inside of her. their eyes locked with one big thrust and then he emptied himself deep inside of her.
His thick cock throbbed inside, she felt his heat, his wetness, she raised her hips and she could see how sensitive he was but never pulled back, he slowed and didn't seem to soften. He fucked her slowly as he kept coming, he then reached over and picked up her panties, kissing her once more and then folded them back into her mouth, she felt his cum in her, on her.
He breathed deep, a sigh of complete satisfaction, before slipping out of her to take a moment to rest. A grin was placed on her face as she bit on her small gag, because she knew that the night was far from over.