Chapter 14 #2
When Sienna swallows her last bite and stands up to collect my plate, I lean forward and take her plate from her hand, before setting it down on top of mine.
Grabbing hold of her hips, I yank her onto my lap, and while a gasp bursts from her, I position her exactly how I want her so she’s straddling me.
“What are you doing?” she asks, her tone filled with caution.
The fabric of her dress is pushed up, and I can’t resist rubbing my palms up and down her thighs. “I’m tired of fighting. Just let me love you, Sienna.”
Lifting my left hand, I cup her cheek, and when I press my mouth to hers, she doesn’t jerk away. I lick the inside of her mouth before my teeth tug at her bottom lip. When our eyes meet again, I say, “I want you so fucking bad. Put me out of my misery, princess.”
She thinks about something for a few seconds, then she tilts her head. “You haven’t had sex the past eight years?”
“Almost nine years,” I correct her. My birthday is in two months.
“I haven’t.” My right hand slips beneath the fabric of her dress, and when I brush my knuckles over her panties, I feel how wet she is for me.
Leaning in, I drop my voice low as I admit, “That doesn’t mean I didn’t improvise.
” I nudge the lace out of my way and slowly push a finger into her pussy.
“I’ve spent many hours fucking my fist while fantasizing that it’s you, but goddamn, baby…
” I scrape my teeth over her lower lip again, “…nothing I imagined comes close to the real thing.”
“Me too.” My eyes snap to hers again, and when I give her a questioning look, she adds, “I haven’t been with anyone in nine years.”
Thank God. She’s been loyal to me.
Sienna begins to swivel her hips, and when she lets out a moan, I can’t wait a second longer.
Moving as fast as I can, I rip my belt loose, and pulling down the zipper of my pants, I quickly free my aching cock.
Sienna moves her panties to the side while positioning herself over me, and the instant I press against her opening, a desperate groan rumbles from me.
Christ, I need her more than my next breath.
I push hard against her, and when I finally surge into her tight, wet heat, the pleasure is instantaneous.
“Fuck, baby,” I say, my voice strained as I grab hold of her hips so I can pull her down every time I thrust inside her.
The slick sounds of her arousal coating my cock, drive me fucking wild, and unable to keep a steady pace because I have zero control, I’m thankful when Sienna takes over.
Bracing her hands on my shoulders, she begins to ride me hard and fast, and having my woman bouncing on my lap is a fucking wet dream come true.
“Fuck me hard,” I order, my tone hoarse and dark. “Show me how much you love me.”
Sienna’s mouth crashes against mine, and I let her have her way with me, relishing in every ounce of heated affection she gives me.
Her kisses are like a drug, and the way her pussy grips and releases my cock strips my soul fucking bare.
There’s only Sienna.
She holds my past, my present, and my future in the palm of her hand.
“Sienna,” I breathe her name like a prayer against her lips right before my orgasm strikes. As I empty myself inside her, she doesn’t ease up her pace. She keeps taking me faster and faster, and I swear it feels like she’s draining me of every drop of cum I possess.
Suddenly, her movements change, and pressing down hard, she keeps me buried deep inside her as she rubs her clit against my pelvis.
I love how she takes what she wants, and when she orgasms, I get absolutely fucking lost in watching how her lips part, how her lashes lower, and how her cheeks flush as a satisfied moan escapes.
My God, my woman is a spectacular sight as she comes apart on my cock.
She keeps rubbing herself against me as she rides out her pleasure, and it gives me time to soak in how fucking amazing it feels to be inside her.
Home.
Her body is the only place I can fully relax.
Wanting to see all of her, I take hold of her dress and pull the fabric over her head. I unsnap her bra, and when I drag the straps down her arms, my eyes devour her perfect breasts.
Not saying a word as she stills on my lap, I take my time as I brush my hands over her soft skin. “So fucking beautiful.”
Needing more, I unbutton my shirt, and pushing it open, I pull Sienna to me so her breasts are squashed against my chest. “Yes.”
My hands roam up and down her back before moving beneath her panties so I can grab hold of her asscheeks. “Fuck yes.”
Already hard again, I slowly begin to thrust into her as I keep a hold of her ass, and leaning down, I bite and kiss her neck and shoulder.
Sienna’s hands move over my chest, and her fingers caress the tattoo over my heart before she also begins to drop kisses on my neck and pecs.
This time, I keep the pace slow, wanting to enjoy every second of making love to her.
As the pleasure and emotion build between us, it all comes to a crescendo when I say, “Look at me, baby.”
The moment Sienna’s eyes meet mine, we come together, and I can’t stop myself from begging, “Tell me how you feel about me.”
She wraps her arms tightly around my neck, and just as I think she won’t, I hear her whisper, “You mean the world to me.”
Still refusing to tell me she loves me. Stubborn woman.