Chapter 38 #2
“On your knees.” She commands, with speed I drop to my knees at the end of the bed, the plush carpet softening the blow.
“You’re such a good boy for me, Dean.” She praises, a whimper leaves my throat and my eyelids snap shut for a split second to give myself a moment before I throw all caution to the wind and fuck her senseless.
“Do you want me, Dean?” Her innocent voice splits through my lust filled haze, my eyes instantly snap to her face.
“You have no fucking idea how much I want you, baby. I’m desperate for you. You’ve left me starving and now I’m more than ready to eat. Please. Let me have you.”
My eyes never leave her perfect face as I show her how much I mean those exact words.
“Then crawl to me.”
I think I’m in love, in fact, I know wholeheartedly that I’m in love with this woman that I’d just about do anything she’d ask of me.
I begin to crawl towards her like a predator ready to claim its prey, until her knees bracket my arms, her glistening pussy inches from my face.
I could drop down and take her in my mouth in a matter of seconds.
Her eyes shine, her face so full of heated lust, and I lean over her, causing her to dip backwards onto her elbows, my heavy cock brushing against her open cunt and she shivers at the contact.
Leaning closer, I bring my face inches from hers, her crystal blues never straying from me.
“I’ve been a good boy for you pretty girl, now you better be a good fucking girl for me.” Her mouth parts as she wets her lips with her tongue, my eyes following her every move. Sitting back onto my knees I palm my cock and hiss through my teeth at the contact, slowly stroking myself.
“Take it off mama, let me see you.” I say, tipping my chin to my shirt that she’s still wearing.
Her hands tremble and her chest heaves as she slowly begins to lift the material, inch by inch she reveals herself to me.
The softness of her hips, the dips of her waist that I desperately want to see my cum spilling over until her perky breasts fall free from the shirt, her nipples are hard and ready to be bitten and teased.
Ana slips the shirt over her head and leans back onto her arms again, her obsidian waves splaying across her shoulders, the tips grazing her stomach.
She looks ethereal, like a goddess and I am just a mere mortal in her presence.
Tightening my grip I let my gaze wander lazily over her body, snapping mental pictures of her, committing the perfect imperfections of her skin, the scars and marks that decorate her creamy skin tell a lifetime of stories, maybe some good ones but definitely the bad ones too.
I note a couple of faint scars on her knees, the skin white and aged, perhaps from a childhood accident or a drunken fall with her friends. The thought makes me smile at her.
“You’re smiling. Why are you smiling at me?
” She asks, a slight nervousness to her tone.
“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you.
” The usual pink flush when she’s nervous or shy covers her neck and cheeks, turning her face a lovely shade of rose.
Ana reminds me of roses, beautiful but oh so deadly, thorns and all.
Her eyes bounce around my face as she pulls her bottom lip in between her teeth, I swiftly lean forward again to snatch the soft flesh between my own, nibbling the tender skin until the taste of copper blooms on my tongue, then suck it into my mouth to ease the sting as she wraps her arms around my shoulders, her strong legs bracketing my hips to pull me closer to her.
My cock slips in between her soft folds, the tip brushing against her sensitive clit, and she moans into my mouth at the friction as our tongues tangle together.
Ana brings her hand to the back of my head and weaves her fingers into the strands, running her nails against my scalp, and I groan into her mouth, softly beginning to grind against her pussy, her slick arousal coating the underside of my cock.
Pulling her arms from around my shoulders I grip her wrists in both hands and push them above her head, pinning her in place as I gingerly run my lips over her skin, down the slope of her delicate throat to the dips in her collarbone, across her chest until I’m hovering my mouth over her taut nipples, the warmness of my breath dancing across the pink flesh.
Goosebumps swarm over her skin and I can’t stop the grin that spreads across my face.
“You cold baby?” I murmur against her breasts before closing my lips around her nipple, carefully swirling my tongue in circles, her back arches from the bed causing her to push her tits further into my face.
Her mouth parts, a breathy moan slipping free as I bring my other hand up between us to palm her other breast, cupping and kneading the soft flesh, my thumb brushing over her stiff peaks, the overload of sensations has her body wracking with tremors under my hands and mouth.
“Dean.. please.” She pants, her chest rising and falling. “Please what baby, what do you need from me?” I taunt, bringing my mouth to her other nipple, giving it the same attention. Her hips rise from the bed and I know her pussy is aching for friction.
“Touch me, please, I need you.” She begs so sweetly.
Loosening my fingers, I release her wrists and run my hands down her stomach before wrapping my hands around her hips, taking a handful of her plump skin in my palms as I plant hot kisses over the expanse of her lower belly, my beard grazing against her pubic bone.
Her sweet vanilla scent invades my nose and I groan against her skin, like a vampire smelling their first hint of blood.
I’m obsessed. I’m addicted and I’ll never get enough of her.
“I want more.” She mewls and pushes her pussy up towards my face, my mouth inches away from her soaking cunt.
“You’re so desperate for it aren’t you mama, you’re so fucking desperate to have my tongue inside your cunt.
” My voice is laced with degradation but I know she loves it, she’s ready to lap up my every word.
“Yes. Yessss.” She whimpers, her fingers clawing at the bed sheets like a possessed woman.
“You’re such a good girl for me baby.” I praise and circle her clit, coating her pussy in her wetness then I slip two fingers inside, her walls clenching around my digits, then quickly dropping my mouth to her pussy, I suck her clit into my mouth, her juices exploding over my tongue.
“Oh. Fuck. Dean!” Her hips lift again as she cries out my name whilst lacing her fingers into the back of my hair and tugging at the root.
I pump my fingers in and out of her, slowly picking up the pace as I eat her cunt like it’s the last meal I’ll ever have.
Her body shakes and trembles under my touch, her thighs close in around my head, practically suffocating me against her sopping pussy but what she doesn’t realise is that I would happily die between her thick thighs.
Inhaling her rich scent, I come up for air as shakes wrack over her entire body, my fingers pumping faster and curling up into her g-spot, my fingertips pressing against the spongy flesh.
“You gonna’ come for me, pretty girl?” I taunt, my tongue flicking over her clit.
“Yes. Yes. I’m.. coming! Please don’t stop!
” She cries and begs and I push my hand down onto her lower stomach.
Immediately, wetness coats the sheets underneath her as I ruthlessly fuck her with my fingers until her walls unclench from around my fingers, her breathing slowing to a steady rhythm.
Her chin drops to her chest as she looks down at me between her legs, my chin and beard soaked from her cunt.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” She brings her palms to cover her face in embarrassment and I crawl up her body, my still hard cock slipping between her pulsing lips, the friction has her tensing underneath me as I pull her hands away from her face.
“What are you apologising for, baby?” I pepper her face in kisses and grind against her core. She tries to reply, her mouth parting as I tease her entrance with the tip of my cock, her legs falling opening of their own accord.
“I.. I made a mess of.. Your sheets.” She whimpers into the crook of my neck and I grab her chin in my hand, my other arm bracketing her head.
Her crystal eyes shine with pleasure as she looks up at me and I run my nose across her jaw, her head tipping to the side to allow me access.
“Don’t ever apologise for coming all over my face, pretty girl.
” I growl into her ear, nipping the skin in between my teeth whilst I edge the tip of my cock further into her pussy before pulling out again, teasing us both.
“I’ve never done that before.” She admits and my ego grows tenfold, knowing that I’ve made my woman squirt for the first time.
“Well I can guarantee you that it won’t be the last time.
” I grin and tease her pussy again, her eyelids fluttering closed in pleasure.
The glint of her wedding ring comes into my periphery and I grit my teeth.
The thought of her husband still having a claim over has me wrapping both my arms around her waist and hoisting her up so she’s straddling my thighs, she lets out a sharp cry at the swift change of position, in a flash, I bracket her right arm behind her back with my own and bring her left hand between us, her eyes falling to the ring, she visibly recoils at the sight of the stupidly large diamond.