Page 8 of Wounded Hero

I nod my head.

Slowly his cock pushes in to me.

He is so thick and long. Rock hard and erect. I feel every bit of him as he moves slowly deeper and deeper. Stretching me as he goes. And all the while his eyes locked with mine. Knowing how big he is. Watching as I feel it all. It is tight but everything in me seems to roll over and make room for him.

This is what I wanted. What I needed. To be filled by him. To be one with him. He pulls out and thrusts in deeper. Fuck it feels so good. Every gasp he pulls from me makes him smile. He isloving watching me. He moves more, thrusts in long and deep. Pulling back only to thrust in hard again. I try to enjoy every moment of what he is doing. But it all feels so fucking good. My head falls back as I gasp and moan and scream as he works his magic with that marvelous cock.

He kisses my throat. Sucking in the sensitive skin above my pulse point. Grazing his teeth across my shoulder. When he sucks on my ear lobe I wrap my legs and arms around him and ride a wave of pleasure.

I want more. I want this forever. Everything is building within me. My heart racing, breathing in gasps, as fire floods through my body. I squeeze his cock, holding it fast within me.

He stops and goes rigid. "Holly fuck, don't do that!"

I let go. His hand grips my ass as he pounds into me hard and fast. Every thrust driving me onward towards something I can't name. He is so thick. So big. He dives deep into me. He grips my ass so hard it's sure to leave a mark. Holding me to him. And I explode.

Shaking. Vibrating waves of pleasure sending me to the stars. I scream out. My nails dig into his shoulders. One, two, three more deep thrusts and he grips me to him as he roars out his climax. Pouring his seed into me. Filling me up with his essence.

Exhausted. Weak. I hold him to me.

Chapter 9

Owen

We have rested, eaten cheese and fruit, and now we are back in bed and I can't stop touching Cora. Luckily she seems to feel the same as she is currently sitting astride my legs with her head against my chest. Slowly trailing her fingertips over my chest which she seems to enjoy touching. I don't mind. I don't mind at all.

My own hands roam over her back, loving this closeness, I find I do not want to let her go. But she is such a free spirit. Young and adventurous. The complete opposite of me. I'm older, set in my ways, damaged and wounded. What could I offer a woman such as Cora.

"Why do you never come to town?" She asks as if she has read my mind.

"I don't like to scare people."

She sits up. Looking straight at me. "That's the second time you have made that joke." She is all seriousness.

I turn my head away slightly so she doesn't have to look at my scar. A soft touch on my chin forces me back to look at her. She runs her fingers over the scar that cuts through my face and I flinch away.

"Is it this scar that makes you hide away?"

I stare at her. She already knows the answer. She reaches up to touch it again.

"When people talk of you, not one of them mentioned this. And with eyes as stunning as yours, you can barely notice it. In fact..." She kneels up to kiss gently the side of my face. "Here, where it cuts through your eyebrow. It makes you look even more sexy. Devilish handsome."

She plants little kisses on my cheek, lingering as her lips graze the side of my mouth. My hands grip her ass to keep her where she is and because I feel the need to hold tightly to something.

"Do you know that you are handsome?" She whispers. "Sexy?" She kisses me. Her hands on either side of my face. A kiss so sweet my chest wells up with emotion.

Her arms go around my neck and she hugs me tight. It's not pity. It is comfort and it feels so bloody good. I hold her to me and we stay like for a long while. When she sits back. Her soft ass bouncing on my thighs, she smiles at me and I smile back.

"You could come to town for the fund raiser for the Smith family. You donated all that money and so many people would love to see you."

A town event. I've always avoided them. Too many people. Too many questions. But looking into Cora's sweet face it doesn't seem that big a deal.

But she has been sitting naked on my lap for too long and just now I have other things on my mind. Lifting her up under her ass I take a nipple into my mouth. Sucking until her nipple is apebbled, pointed peak. And then the other. Swirling my tongue before running my teeth over her and making her gasp.

Putting her back on my lap I stroke my cock over her opening before easing into her. Her hands on my shoulders, she sets the rhythm. Slowly feeling the length of my cock. long, slow strokes. I let her ride me, experimenting with depth and angles. I love watching the joy on her face. I love having her naked, her breasts bouncing in front of my face. She is beautiful. She is a goddess. She brings me more joy than I thought possible in this world. My cock grows even harder within her. Thicker, longer.

I put my fingers to her pussy, thumbing over her clit as she sinks down low and grinds into me. My cock filling her. My fingers playing her. She rides me to her climax and it is almost enough to send me over the edge too but I want me. I want her to come again and again and again. I want to fuck her all through the night and ruin her for all other men. She gave me a gift in letting me be her first. I want to keep her. I want her to stay up here with me forever. But if I can't have that, then I am going to give her a night she will never forget. I'm going to explore her body and fuck her every which way so she never ever forgets me.

Chapter 10

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