Page 25 of The Sting of Love
I gasp when he grabs both my wrist and holds my hands over my head with one of his. It’s an exertion of dominance I’m not used to, but instantly I submit.
With his other hand, he undoes his pants and takes out his cock, which is already perfectly erect. Ready to fuck me.
I’m ready for him. I never stopped being ready even when I left his bed. I was still ready, wanting more of him.
He parts my legs, shoves the dress up my thighs, and moves my panties aside so he can slide two fingers deep inside my core. I arch my back against his grasp, groaning and moaning into the pleasure that fills me.
That is the only sound that fills the space between us.
He pulls his fingers out of me, and I’m surprised again when he puts them in his mouth to lick off my glistening juice.
With a wicked, sinful smile, he traces his thumb down my neck then lingers in the deep valley between my breasts. All this time, we haven’t said anything, and he holds my gaze with a paralyzing stare that keeps me exactly where I am so he can take me and claim me the way he did nights ago.
This is wrong. I know it must be. It has to be. Who behaves like this?
Who behaves like this with a complete stranger? A man I know carries a gun. Does he have it with him now?
His gaze intensifies, piercing into my mind, and my thoughts leave me all over again when he moves the cup of my bra away so that my left breast can pop out.
His grip tightens on my wrist when he bends down to start sucking my nipple, and the walls of my pussy ache with the pleasure that ripples from his lips to my groin.
Fuck right and wrong, fuck logic. I need this. I need what he’s doing to me and what he plans to do next.
I want and need it, and I will be selfish. I’m going to be selfish when it comes to him and take the pleasure. It beats the pain and the disappointment in myself for not being stronger against everyone who tried to have a say in my life.
This is reckless, but I’m picking my poison and making it my medicine. So, I’m allowing this wild, reckless man to do what he wants to me.
He growls when I arch my breast into his mouth, and he takes in more of the flesh, like he can’t get enough of me. It drives me insane, and I don’t want him to stop.
He moves to my other breast, and the little clasp holding my bra together comes undone.
He starts the same wild suckle, taking me like he’s tasting me and enjoying the flavor of me in his mouth. That works perfectly because I’m enjoying his mouth on me and the way he’s working my body to life with that wild desire.
I climb the wave of passion as he takes me higher and higher to what I know will be a blissful orgasm that will leave my head spinning. He takes me right there, and pleasure comes for me. Ultimate and utter pleasure like liquid flames scorch me deep. The cascade and effect are spellbinding and earth shattering all at once.
That’s just the effect of his mouth. I want it all. His mouth and his cock inside me, giving me the same pleasure.
I’m coming hard, and I want to come with his mouth giving my breast that wild suckle. Donny seems to have other ideas for me, however, because he stops, takes hold of his cock to position himself between my thighs, and plunges deep into my core. And oh. My. God…
He feels so damn good. So good.
I want him so bad I moan out loud, and the sound that escapes my lips is embarrassingly needy. It just encourages him to take me harder.
He holds me down for a few moments so he has control over my body as he drives his pumps into me. Waves of pleasure slap over my body again, and again,and again. The restraint only heightens the pleasure in a way I never imagined possible. He’s holding me in it so I can feel everything he gives me in undiluted waves that I take and relish.
Greed makes me want more and more. Greed makes me want him to never stop, not ever even if we stay here just like this forever.
His pumps speed up, and the sounds of sex fills the room. Him and me, our bodies joined together, the groans and moans of pleasure falling from our lips.
I come hard, crying out the pleasure, and it’s then that he releases my wrists and straightens up so he can grab my hips and drive into me harder.
I grasp the fibers of the rug, coming away with the fur as I take his relentless pumps that rock my body from reality. He speeds up, and I know this has to be it for the two of us. It feels too damn good.
Sparks of lightning speckle my vision. The vein at the side of his neck pulses as he grits his teeth and starts rutting into me with animalistic need. I cry out, and he groans, growling as he jackhammers into my body, blowing hot cum into me like a hurricane of molten heat.
I’m hot all over as the intense pleasure claws at my insides. My skin is on fire, buzzing and tingling from the sensation, and I can’t catch my breath.
He’s breathing hard too, looking down at me. There’s an element of shock in his eyes that I don’t miss. I think he was surprised by his reaction to me too. Just as much as I was at myself.
