Renley #2
Slowly—very slowly—he crossed the space between them. “You better start talking more kindly about yourself.”
A mischievous grin curled her lips and made her eyes sparkle. “Or what?”
He knocked her legs apart, bracing himself on the back of the couch. “I might have to spank you.”
Clearly enjoying where this was going, Eveline smiled innocently, bright eyes peering up at him.
“Oh, you want that, don’t you?” He pinched her chin between his thumb and index. “Thinking of all the awful things you could say about yourself, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“At least my little kitten is honest.” He took her lips in a bruising kiss, his hand dropping to grope at her tit through her shirt. Her fingers curled around his belt, gripping onto it for support. “Will you be good to yourself from now on?”
Eveline panted for air, and he watched as his words slowly set in. “I make no promises.”
“Oh, kitten, you shouldn’t have said that,” he growled, single handedly unbuckling his belt and whipping it off in one swift move. She gasped, eyes glued to the leather as he folded it in half. “Want to try that again?”
Her attention flickered between his face and the belt, clearly debating what to do. When she’d made up her mind she shook her head, earning herself a tap to the pussy. She was still fully dressed, so it was nothing more than the thrill of what was to come that had her jolting in her seat.
“Say something nice about yourself,” he demanded, smoothing the leather over her thighs.
She looked up at him, her lips pressed together in defiance.
“Oh, kitten,” he purred and gave her what she truly wanted: a hard slap to her cunt. God, he loved this, it was fucking hot, and the trust she put into him was mind-blowing. “You can do it, sweet love.”
“I like how determined I can be,” she finally whispered.
He cupped her jaw with his free hand, brushing the pad of his thumb over her lips. “Such a turn on, seeing all you have achieved for yourself. Now something you like about your body.”
“My eyes.”
“They are mesmerising, aren’t they?” Playfully, he ran the belt over her pussy, teasing her and loving how her body tensed in anticipation. “I love your tits,” and with a chuckle he added, “And that pretty cunt of yours.”
“Do you want to see?” Blushing, she dropped her gaze.
“I would love to.” He stepped back to allow her to undress, tauntingly lifting the hem of his own shirt. Her eyes on him were intoxicating, a real ego push he couldn’t get enough of. “The panties have to go too, kitten,” he demanded once the dress and bra were dropped to the floor.
Though she seemed a little embarrassed, she wiggled out of them. Happily, he dropped to his knees to help her out. He picked up her leg and gently kissed her ankle, eyes glued to her bare pussy. She was clearly wet, and as his gaze raked over her stomach to her chest—he swore his cock got harder.
“I have condoms,” she offered shyly.
“You do?”
“Yes, bought the ones you used before.”
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he hummed, skimming his lips over her leg. He knew she couldn’t feel it, but she clearly enjoyed watching him appreciate every inch of her body. “I still can’t believe how lucky I am to call you mine.”
Her breasts rose and fell with each heaving breath, her head softly shaking with a heartwarming smile on her lips. “You are everything I ever dreamed of.”
He hummed his approval, licking between her legs. He trailed a path from her entrance to her clit, sucking on the sensitive bundle. Her head rolled back, fingers roaming through his hair. “I better not wake up on that shitty couch and be taken from this dream.”
Eveline’s laugh trailed into a moan when he slipped two fingers inside of her.
His free hand cupped her tit, gently rolling her nipple between his fingers and lovingly easing her to her orgasm.
There was something so sensual and addicting about her moans that he couldn’t stop sucking until she fell over the edge.
As she came down from her high, shivering and twitching with oversensitivity, he withdrew a condom from his wallet.
She was still recovering when he hauled her to the edge of the couch, his mouth around her nipple, sucking and licking her as he carefully claimed her pussy with his cock. When she pulled herself to sit up, she surprised the hell out of him by peering between her legs to watch.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” he hummed, leaning back to give her a better view. She nodded, eyes dreamy as one hand held his shoulder tightly. He claimed her slowly, letting her watch as he slid in and out of her. “You take me so well, kitten.”
Her lips found his cheek, peppering kisses over his jaw on the way to his ear. “You feel so good. You make me feel safe and sound. Not one day goes by that I don’t think of you.”
Oh fuck. He gritted his teeth, letting out a long breath and carrying himself away from the edge.
“I trust you like I’ve never trusted anyone before. You let me explore a side of me I didn’t even know existed.”
“Kitten,” he hummed, warning her without the words.
“The way you talk to me, makes my heart jump. I love submitting to you and letting the weight of the world fall from my shoulders.” Her words were paired with soft pecks along the shell of his ear.
“Oh, fuck !” Try as he might, his cock jumped, spilling his release deep inside Eveline. His hands tingled and his toes curled, vision whiting out as he tugged her onto his chest.