Chapter 21 – Peter
Chapter Twenty-One
Peter
Her hand snakes underneath my shirt and makes contact with my skin. Emotion surges through me. I don’t get touched normally, especially not by a woman like Aricia, who I can trust to be stable and reasonable about everything. I’m normally the stable one, but with her I can just… feel.
She obeys my command to undo my shirt and my body relaxes as Aricia’s hands run all over me.
If this woman thinks that I’m going to let her go just because of her ex-husband’s mistress, she’s wrong.
I kiss her firmly, letting her fingers explore my chest with her natural desires to feel me.
When she touches close to my collar bone, the tug of desire within me becomes far too strong for me to ignore.
I grunt and drag her hips closer to mine so she can feel my hardness straining through my pants. My cock surges at the thought of getting Aricia on her knees and watching my dick disappear down her throat.
“I want you,” I whisper. “I will do anything for you, Aricia. But I will not abandon our child.”
“Is it healthy to get attached this early,” she murmurs, running her fingers curiously over my chest and making it almost impossible to focus on the words coming out of her mouth considering how aroused even her lightest touch gets me.
My cock pushes forward, mirroring my desire to get closer to her.
To get her in bed. My hand tingles with the desire to raise my palm and land it against Aricia’s perfect ass. I love getting her into bed and causing the secret sex goddess hidden inside her to come out.
“I don’t care if it’s healthy. I’m already attached.”
Her body shudders as I say it, but I want her to believe it. I want her to know from the bottom of her heart that the bond between us is strong.
“Peter, aren’t we too old for that?”
She looks up at me with wide, brown eyes. I can see how lost she is without realizing it. She’s been strong for so long that she doesn’t even recognize the need in herself. I’ve had too many near death experiences to stay that naive.
“We’re too old not to fall in love,” I whisper. “And if you don’t want to be in love with me tonight, at least make love to me.”
“Peter…”
“What? Am I too gentle for you now? Not enough of a gruff, Italian.”
Her fingers move to my stubble, which crosses the line into beard territory with just a few days of no shaving. Italian genetics have their downsides.
“Did I say that?”
“Hm, you implied it,” I whisper. “Or maybe I’m not making myself clear. This is not up for debate, Aricia. This isn’t a courtroom.”
She rolls her eyes and tries to hide the fact that challenging her at all sets a little fire inside her. Fuck, this woman is such a fighter. I would wish that I’d found her earlier, but then I would have had to kill her husband too.
Not like I plan on killing anyone.
“It doesn’t have to be a courtroom for—”
I press my fingers against Aricia’s lips and she freezes in shock with wide eyes that I would make any effort to silence her. Why is it so hot that she’s a lawyer? It’s not just the pantyhose, I swear.
I grin with pure enjoyment at her surprise.
“I need you to suck my cock, Aricia. I’ll even beg you for it… or I’ll threaten you for it.”
Her body tenses.
“Don’t worry,” I whisper, running my finger over her lips now that I have her sitting with me in a stunned silence. “I’ll only threaten you with a spanking. I know how you like that.”
She slowly opens her mouth and takes my thumb between her teeth. Our eyes meet as she bites down just enough to tease me and then she releases and her face lightens with this impossible fire.
“I don’t know how you do this to me,” she says. “I don’t… You’re just a white boy.”
I laugh, because it’s not what I expected her to say, but I genuinely sense her confusion.
How torn she feels between her desires and whatever she feels is right.
I saw my brother Michael go through the same thing when he wanted to obey my fathers wishes but couldn’t deny his strong love for Myra, who he loved in brooding silence for over a decade, totally unsure how to break out of his own social cage.
Aricia has her own cage around her, and I have this increasingly strong desire to break her out of it.
“A white boy who gets you extremely wet.”
Before she can reply, I stop her thoughts and make sure that Aricia’s mind is open only to our mutual desires. If she wants to deny them… fine. I don’t need her to admit her feelings for me. I just need her to show me. My wet finger trails over her lips again as our eyes lock in painful tension.
“Kneel, Aricia.”
She slowly cedes to my command. I almost can’t believe that my voice was enough to get her to drop to her knees, but I can’t fight the unyielding desires that I feel for this woman.
She kneels in front of me and her hands reach out to find the bulge of my cock pressing through my trousers, lusting desperately for freedom and then… softness.
“Unbuckle my belt,” I command her. If commands make her feel like this is my fault, so be it.
As long as I get to have her, I don’t care what happens.
Her fingers move deftly over the fastener.
It feels like ages before she releases my cock but fuck, the gentle breeze from her hallway feels good.
I rest my back against the wall and let her hands travel over the length of my thighs as Aricia settles into this position on her knees.
She doesn’t need another command this time. My cock has her full attention. And she has his attention too. Clear juices ooze from the head as my dick juts forward craving a little more than freedom now that the bulging tip of my cock can feel the heat from Aricia’s soft, gentle breath.
Her mouth moves closer to my dick. My body pulses with desire again.
The slight warmth and wetness from Aricia’s breath fills me with raw anticipation of her lips.
Those fucking lips. I wonder if any other man has ever convinced this woman to get down on her knees for them.
I want to feel special. And of course, to claim her with this.
I really do love her… And I need her to understand that of course she loves me too. It’s just not the way either of us thought this would happen.
Her mouth opens. I look down at her hair cascading beautifully down her back and then Aricia’s long, dark lashes and full, thick lips that spread open to accept my dick.
Holy fuck, her lips look even better from this angle.
Maybe I’m biased. A rough jolt of pleasure surges through my body as Aricia wraps her lips around the head of my cock.
I almost cum on the spot. Fuck, that mouth feels so good.
I look down at her, tempted to move some of her hair out of the way so I can control the pace she takes me into her mouth.
Aricia’s hands brace against my thighs. I can feel her uncertainty about how this will change everything between the two of us as she wraps her lips around the head and tightens those lips.
Holy shit. Have I never had a blowjob from a woman with lips before!? Her mouth feels better than anything I– FUCKKKK!
Aricia slides a few inches of my shaft into her mouth and then freezes as the tip of my cock already reaches the back of her throat. A soft gagging sound emanates from her lips but refusing to give up, her mouth only grips my cock tighter as she struggles to wet another inch of my shaft.
The groan that comes out of me as she somehow manages to get more of me down her throat shakes the walls of Aricia’s home.
She slowly removes her lips from my shaft and spit drips from my cock in a long, connected thread to her mouth.
I can’t help myself. I press my finger beneath her chin and tilt Aricia’s head up so I can look directly into her eyes.
“I love the way you take my cock. It feels good.”
Our eyes linger with painfully arousing chemistry and I watch with utter delight as Aricia sits back on her knees and then moves her head forward again.
This time, my body reacts with an immediate flush of heat and urgent desire as her lips take my cock again.
Aricia takes as much of my cock as she can this time and then starts working my dick with a rhythm.
Fuck.
This is too much. I’m too old to have lips wrapping around my cock that feel this good without immediately cumming in my pants. Aricia adds her hands at the base of my shaft and I nearly cum on the spot.
I have to stop her. I have to slide my cock between her buttery thighs before I burst.