Page 82 of Blazing Desires
He pulls back and places a soft kiss on my nose and my forehead, I bite my lip at the cuteness of it all and let him grab the table. He places it closer to us and we both eat our pancakes, stealing glances at each other and sharing lazy smiles.
He is my home.
We finish eating and he pulls me onto his lap, kissing me and playing with my hair.
“I love this dress on you, love. But I want to take it off of you right now.”
Heat pools low in my belly at the desire in his tone. I want that too, and the thought of all the things he might do to me have me rocking on his thick cock that always seems to be hard.
“I want that too.”
He growls and rolls to lay back on the lounger with me still straddling his lap. The loose skirt of my white cotton dress bunched around my hips. His hands slide up my thighs, my own braced on his chest. His hands slide higher until they are on my hips, and I register the moment he finds I have nothing on underneath.
“Fuck, baby. You’re going to kill me one day,” he rasps.
He tightens his hold, pressing my core into his firm length. Our moans spill out of us at the delicious friction we create when we are together.
“I didn’t want anything getting in the way. I want to always be ready for when you need to sink that pretty cock of yours into my pussy. My pussy is yours to do with as you please, Blaze.Yours.”
“Mine,”he echoes.
I reach to the hem of my dress and slowly gather it until I’m on display for him. I rock again as he watches me work myself on him. I use one finger to play with my sensitive clit and moan loudly.
“Damn, baby. You’re fucking divine.Yes, keep touching yourself and riding my cock like that. Take what you need while I watch you. You’re such a good fucking slut for me.”
I move my fingers faster and slip one inside myself and I nearly come undone. His grip on my hips is strong enough to bruise as we work together. I add more fingers until I’m full and ready to burst.
“I’m going to, Blaze. Fuck!”
“Do it. Come for me, love.”
My orgasm rocks through me and I cry out his name, the sensation rolling over me in waves that take their time to settle. He removes my hand from inside me and brings it to his lips. He sucks my arousal off my fingers, and I nearly orgasm all over again.
“Delicious,” he says around licking his lips. “Now be a good girl and take my cock out, love. Sink me in that perfect pussy of yours and feed her my cock, she’s a greedy little thing and I can’t have her feeling unsatisfied.”
I follow his instructions obediently, confident that I will be rewarded as soon as he’s inside me. His cock springs free and I wrap my hands around it, pumping slowly. I reach between my legs and cover my hand in my arousal, I spread it over his tip and over the length of him.
“Such a dirty little slut, just for me,” he growls.
“Only for you.”
“Damn straight, my love.”
Once I’m happy with how I’ve lubricated and teased him, I line him with my entrance and take him inside me, prolonging the sensation for as long as I can before he’s deep inside with nowhere else to go.
“Lift your skirt again. I want to see my cock disappearing inside you.”
I obey, showing how well we fit together, and slide back over him as he watches himself disappear into me. I swear he gets even harder from watching us. I continue moving on him as his hands come up to the thin straps of my dress, gliding them off my shoulders. My dress lowers until the fabric is barely covering my hard nipples. They’re begging to be freed, pulled and twisted by his expert fingers.
Exactly how I like it.
His fingers trace the swell of my breasts and I’ve never felt sexier in my life. The way he watches me turns me on to the point of pain. He traces the outline of my nipples through the thin fabric and I arch, trying to get him closer to me. He chuckles at my desperation, enjoying the way I give myself over to him so completely.
Finally, he tugs the fabric lower as I ride his cock. He moans in appreciation and I peek down at myself. My nipples are swollen and pink, painful with the need to be played with. I flick my eyes up to his and see him taking me in. His hands are behind his head as he enjoys the view.
I take that as an invitation to do it myself, relishing in how much he likes to watch. I trail one hand up my body, the other still keeping my core on display, and stroke around my nipple. I’m teasing myself and driving myself crazy. My second orgasm is so close.
I pinch and pull my nipple, giving myself the relief, I need as I gasp. I do the same the other until he can take no more. Like the need to touch meistoo strong. His fingers replace mine as he works my tits like the expert he is, pinching, pulling, and twisting them. I ride him faster and harder, chasing my release.
