31/Danielle #2
He flicked his tongue across my nipple before his lips touched me and I shuddered. Sucking and nibbling one, and pinching the other with his fingers, he wasn’t even trying to be gentle. I moaned with delight while he sucked greedily.
“Please!” I cried. I hadn’t had any in two days and that had been much too long.
Chance ignored me, drawing out my torment, and continued to draw circles around my nipples.
His fingers slid down to the apex of my body with lazy intent, playing with my belly button, then settling between my legs to nudge at my clitoris again.
On contact, I quaked against his fingers.
He rubbed and teased until he had me trembling wildly.
Within seconds, I was crying out his name and practically speaking in tongues.
I was about to come and then he stopped again.
Dammit!
“We don’t have much time before Carlos comes back,” Chance murmured.
The pulse between my thighs had me squirming on the table. I didn’t need much time. As horny as I was, I’d take whatever the fuck I could get.
With his eyes glued to mine, he pulled off his shirt, then reached down for his belt buckle and unfastened his jeans.
His muscled arms flexed with the movement and sweat glistened down the hard ridges of his massive chest. My pussy clenched with anticipation.
As soon as his boxers were off, Chance pulled me to the end of the table and positioned himself between my trembling thighs.
His dick pressed against me and my legs drooped wider, naturally.
“You planned this,” I said. It was a statement.
Locking eyes, he watched my expression. “Yeah, I did,” he said with a heart-stopping grin I loved so much. “Now tell me what you want.”
“You.”
Chance rubbed against my wet folds. “Where do you want me?”
“There… oh, right there.” I moaned and lifted my hips, trying to guide him where I needed to feel him most, only he pulled back. I whimpered, and for the first time felt powerless.
“Please, Chance,” I pleaded.
“Please what?” he asked. His swollen head brushed against my clit, sending a bolt of heat shooting through my veins.
I was out of my mind with lust. “Fuck me, dammit!”
“Only if you promise to be mine forever,” he said, then stilled, trapping me between explosive pleasure and further torment.
With a sound of desperation, I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I promise, now… please! I need to feel you inside of me.”
Chance thrust his hips forward and my body stretched to accommodate him.
When he finally drove the full length of his dick inside me, I gave a cry of pleasure.
I forgot all about the rest of the world and focused on him and only him.
His strokes lengthened, each time sliding all the way out then driving back in hard.
Groaning, I rocked my hips and met him, my needy body taking him fully.
“Yeeesss, that feels sooo good,” I gasped into his mouth.
Tremors took over my body. Chance swallowed my cries and deepened his strokes, hammering into me hard and fast. His grip at my hips tightened and his breathing became ragged. I fought for my breath as he kept up the pace. Within seconds, his dick bucked and I knew he was about to come.
I tightened, my breath caught. He groaned while I whimpered. He came and on his final surge, my lips parted and a sob spilled from the back of my throat. “Yeeesss!
Chance finally collapsed on top of me. While holding him close, I listened to his deep breathing and felt his heart pounding next to mine.
I felt so complete. My fingers stroked the taut muscles of his back.
Light kisses rained his neck. I could have stayed like this for hours. I sighed and heard a knock at the door.
I stiffened. “Did you remember to lock the door?” I asked barely above a whisper.
Chance chuckled. “Yes, baby. I remembered.” He kissed my mouth, then reached for a towel. “Now we better get out of here before we get my frat brother in trouble.”
“Frat brother? Carlos?”
When he nodded, I slid off the table and swatted him playfully on the ass. “I’m going to get you back for this,” I said with a laugh.
In one fluid motion, Chance snaked an arm around me and pulled me close. “I look forward to it,” he whispered and seared my mouth with a powerful kiss. “I told you before, it’s just me and you, baby girl.”
I was scheduled to work second shift today, something I didn’t do too often unless we were short-staffed. Today I was feeling too good to let it get me down. I would just have to wait and see Chance when I got off at midnight.
On the ride to work, I was all smiles. Ron and I had done some freaky things before, but never anything quite as naughty and exhilarating as what had just occurred, and the best part about it was I had enjoyed every penetrating second.
Thoughts of Chance stroking me the way I had grown accustomed to filtered through my mind. My kitty-cat clenched, forcing me to squeeze my thighs together.
How I loved that man.
I arrived at the hospital feeling more relaxed than ever. At dinnertime, I grabbed a burger and fries and moved to a table in the corner of the cafeteria. I hadn’t heard from Chance since the massage parlor, but I was hoping he would come by when I got off at ten.
While chewing on a cold French fry, I glanced up and spotted Alvin heading in my direction.