Page 54 of Fanatic

Fanatic was kissing me. Full-on kissing. Hands dug into my hair and held me in place as Fanatic ravaged my mouth. My nipples became painfully hard, and I rubbed my legs together in desire. Lustfully, I fisted Fanatic’s tee in one hand and held his head with the other. I didn’t want this to end. Desire uncurled in my belly, and I pulled Fanatic closer. Anxious to get close, I rose as we continued kissing and plastered myself to his chest.

Fanatic’s hand swept down my body and cupped my butt, but the bath was between us, and I couldn’t press my lower body against him like I wished. Fanatic lavished attention on my ass, kneading and squeezing.

He broke the kiss off, and we gazed into each other’s eyes. Slowly Fanatic ran a finger across my bottom lip, and I sucked it into my mouth. Aroused, I teased his thumb as my pussy tingled and clenched. Fanatic removed it as I began panting softly.

He swooped again and claimed me a second time. The world faded to nothing but us and the deep-seated arousal that Fanaticwas ramping up. Fanatic finally ended the kiss and stared at me. Guilt seeped into his eyes, and Fanatic leapt to his feet.

“Shit! Willow! I’m so sorry!” he yelped and started walking backwards, horror on his face. “Touching you was a mistake. How can you forgive me?” Fanatic’s shoulders slumped, and he spun on his heel and began walking out.

What the fuck just happened? Had Fanatic given me one of the sexiest kisses in my life and ran? Hell to the no! Not happening. I jumped out the bath and stormed after him, so irate I forgot a towel.

“Don’t you dare walk out!” I yelled, confronting him.

Fanatic made a strangled noise as he spun around, and I realised I was naked and dripping water everywhere.

“Put something on!” Fanatic ground out, and the muscles in his neck tensed.

“Why? What you going to do?” Yup, I was taunting him.

“Willow, swear to God, you’re seconds away from being thrown on that bed and licked clean,” Fanatic roared.

“You don’t have the balls!”

Shit! One second, I was on my feet and the next, flying through the air.

Fanatic stormed forward with desire in his eyes and nothing else.

He leaned over as he drew a nipple into his mouth. Fanatic sucked hard and used his teeth to graze it. I gasped at the pain and held his head in place. I liked a bit of pain with my lovemaking, and it seemed Fanatic sensed that. Fanatic bit down, and I arched my back off the bed as I spread my legs in an open invite.

Fanatic chuckled around my nipple as his fingers pinched my other one hard. Desperate, I pushed up, needing, wanting more, but Fanatic held me down as his mouth ruined breast play forme. Only Fanatic would ever arouse me like this in the future by playing with my breasts.

My body was a mass of shivers and sensitive skin, and I wanted his touch everywhere. My pussy clenched in desperation to take his cock deep, and I threw my head back as Fanatic’s mouth moved downwards, trailing kisses.

I dug my heels into the bed and shoved upwards.

“Greedy bitch,” Fanatic muttered, and I whimpered in agreement. Without warning, Fanatic sucked my clit hard, and I screamed. “That’s my girl.”

Fanatic sucked and gently grazed my nub with his teeth. Holy fuck, that was hot. Two fingers slammed inside, and my legs clenched around his hand.

“Keep them open,” Fanatic ordered, breaking off his ministrations and shoving them wide. A strangled noise escaped as he returned to sucking and licking and rammed those fingers back in. Fanatic finger fucked me with an intensity I’ve never witnessed before, and my orgasm was building. I shoved hard against him, and my fingers wound in his hair as I held Fanatic in place and fucked his face.

“Shit!” I cried as I exploded and shattered.

The strength of my orgasm shocked me, and I came in waves.

Fanatic lapped me up as I gasped for air and relaxed my grip. Seeing stars, I lay there content as Fanatic sat back.

“Willow, we need to talk,” he breathed. “I’ll be back.”

Shockingly, Fanatic rose and walked out.

A growl escaped me, and I was sure if my pussy could have growled, she would have too. Fanatic left me? I’m naked, and Fanatic leaves after giving me one of the best orgasms ever? That fucker!

Annoyed, I jumped off the bed, ignoring how wet it was and dragged a robe on. I headed into the bathroom and cleaned up. While I did, I calmed down and considered the expressionon Fanatic’s face. He’d been jubilant, but that had mixed with shame and grief. Fanatic was feeling guilty.

Slowly, I walked to his room and opened the door without knocking. Fanatic wasn’t there, and I frowned and turned to leave, but I heard a noise in the bathroom. Quietly, I crept forward. Fanatic leant over the shower stall with one hand on the wall, bracing himself, while he masturbated with his other.

Shit, the sight of Fanatic’s dick made me wet again, and I squeezed my legs together. Fanatic’s jaw was clenched as he stroked his cock, which pulsed under his hand. I watched as a stream of cum sprang from him, and Fanatic groaned. His cock, I noted, was huge and thick and certainly more than a mouthful.

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