Chapter Seven #2
Letting my hand glide up her back, I fist her thick, dark hair to tug her head back. “This is beautiful, honey. We’re so fucking beautiful,” I husk, my words trembling because I mean it much deeper than I can express in words.
Staring up at me, she nods. Pushing up on her toes, she fits her mouth to mine.
Bending a little, I scoop her up. I want this to be perfect.
We don’t need a bed for perfection. This place could not be more perfect for this.
Walking backwards until I’m in the alcove again, I sweep the table out of the way.
Pressing her against the alcove window, I waste no time.
Dropping to my knees, holding her up with my shoulders, my hands push beneath her skirt.
I yank her panties out of my way, reaching up to pull at the top of her dress.
I groan as I watch her perfect pear shaped tits fall out, the nipples pebbled hard enough to cut that glass window.
Draping one shoulder over my shoulder, I bend to fill my mouth with her pussy.
There is no better dessert than her sweet slit.
In the alcove, her moans echo, mixing with the Chopin still playing.
I suck at her swollen clit, pulling it out of her folds with a tug of my teeth.
Her thighs vibrate so I know she loves it.
I bite down again then suck harder, wanting to have her needier, make her crave me filling her, taking her.
Never before have I felt the possessive burn, the dominating desire I do for her.
“Oh, yes, yes,” she chants, one hand tangled in my hair, the other clawing at the glass.
“Give me dessert, honey. Let me get that sweet cream,” I hum against her thigh before I go back to eating her greedily.
“I want to come with you inside me,” she declares, pulling me off her.
“Oh, honey, I will make you come with my cock too. Give me your sweets first,” I command, pushing my tongue inside her to fuck her with it, my teeth nipping at her clit.
“Morgan!” she shouts as she starts to come.
Reaching down, I yank at my zipper, moaning as my hard cock springs out.
I stroke myself a few times before I focus on finishing her with my tongue.
Watching her shake, head thudding against the glass as she lets go, it’s the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.
I won’t ever get enough of it. Good thing I don’t plan to ever stop making her come so I can see this exact moment anytime I crave it.
Standing, I hook my arms beneath her knees Dipping my head, I suck a nipple past my lips as she reaches between us.
“Good girl. Fill your little pussy with my cock. Seal our fate, honey, because once I get inside you...ah fuck,” I grunt as she drops her hips and takes me inside her.
“Let me fill you, honey, I need to....fuck, it’s so pretty how greedy she is to be filled by me. ”
We moan together as she slides down, taking me further, deeper.
Catching my breath, I pin her to the glass, my arms hooked beneath her thighs to hoist her up.
Slowly, I move, pulling out then pushing back in.
We both watch as I take her, slow at first, filling then pulling back, surging forward, then dragging out.
Nothing has ever felt as good as her wrapped around me clinging to me with her limbs, her pussy taking my cock.
“Don’t stop. Oh, Morgan...honey, please don’t stop. It’s so good.”
It is good. Hell, that is not good enough a word. It is spectacular. It is magical, taking her this way, slow but intense, right here in a place so important to me, to who I am as a man. A man who will be anything, do everything she asks, become whatever she needs.
I am a man in love, there is no measure of what I will do for her.
“Come for me, honey,” I plead, rocking faster, harder, needed to get us there together.
I want us to topple over the edge together.
I pump my hips faster, our clothes rustling between since we were too needy to get naked.
I tilt her hips up to take me, my climax zipping up my spine.
“Get there, honey. I need you to choke my cock while you come with me. I am going to fill you up, Maren. Nothing between us. We’re fated. Nothing changes that.”
Slamming my mouth to hers, I pull out of her, spinning her to press her against the glass.
Hoisting a leg up with a bruising grip beneath her thigh, I push back in from behind.
Maren cries out as she takes me, bouncing back to let me drive deeper, deeper.
I slap her ass the way I did earlier. That does it.
I go still inside her, as deep as I can go, as she comes just as I command.
I revel in the feel of her closing tight, milking my cock for all it has.
I shudder as I come with her, slamming deep one last time.
We cling to one another, my hand in her hair again to tug her head back.
I fit my mouth to hers, kissing her through it, sealing the moment for both of us.
A moment I believe was fated the moment she decided to come to True Ridge.
Holding her close, I kiss her until we’re breathless.
Stepping back, I sink down on the chair still left standing, remaining inside of her.
I am not ready for this moment to end. I want to share a million moments with her.
Ones with us breathless, clinging to each other.
Others of us laughing as we eat BLTs and talk about what we love and what we hate.
I want a lifetime of moments with her, enough to build something beautiful with.