Chapter 9
Going to bed that night, Falkner decided that he was going to talk to Doone.
They’d been sleeping together for a week now, and he wanted to know what her intentions were toward him.
Laughing to himself, he decided that he wasn’t going to ask her what that was for fear of her answer.
She could be quite vocal when she had an opinion about something.
When he heard the door to the bathroom unlock, he was already in bed.
He was exhausted to the point of being too tired and wanted to snuggle next to Doone for another good night’s sleep.
He couldn’t believe how well he’d been sleeping since being in bed with her, and he wasn’t going to mess that up if he didn’t have to. She asked him if he was all right.
“Just fine and dandy as a matter of fact. I was tired, but now I’m not feeling too bad since I get to hold you.” She asked him if he was satisfied with holding her. “I am until you want something different. What did you have in mind?”
“Making love to you.” He didn’t so much as blink at her, thinking that if he made the wrong move right now, it would be over.
“I’ve been thinking about it for days, but there never seemed to be the right time for it.
It’s like we’ve been going in different directions for weeks now.
I don’t like that part about us working together, by the way.
It makes it difficult to get to touch you when I need it. ”
“I know what you mean. But talking to you whenever I want has made it less terrible. I love that we can sneak around and have a conversation without anyone knowing about it.” She grinned and told him that she loved that as well.
“Then when we get together, even by chance, it’s nice to be able to accidentally touch you when I can make that happen. ”
“The other day, when you accidentally touched my breast, I thought that I was going to have to run everyone out of the room and have my way with you. That’s all I’ve been thinking about since that day.
” He asked her why she hadn’t said anything.
“It’s been hectic at work, and all I want to do when I get home is sleep. With you.”
“I would love to touch your breasts and all of you.” He ran his fingers down her throat to her breast. Her nipple puckered under his finger, and he couldn’t believe how hard it felt.
Adjusting himself in the bed, he was getting hard too.
“Whenever I think of you, I have to go take a cold shower so that I don’t walk around with a hard-on for the rest of the day.
You make me want to take you, whether there are people around or not. I need you.”
He kissed her then, thinking of the first time that he was kissed by her when her dad was around.
Tasting the darkness of her mouth, he ran his tongue along her cheeks to her tongue and curled around her.
She fit next to him like she’d been made for him.
Lifting his head up, he looked down at her until she looked up at him.
“I love you, Doone. Very much. And I want to make love with you in the worst sort of way.” She nodded and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “You make me feel like a better man than I think I am.”
“You’re the best man in the world as far as I’m concerned.
” He kissed her again, this time wrapping his body around hers.
She did fit him perfectly as she had been made just for him.
Moving over her, his body atop of hers, he lifted up the bottom of her gown and made his way up her ribs to her full breasts.
It fit perfectly in his hand, and he loved it.
Moving her gown up and over her head, he tossed it to the floor.
Now that her breasts were bared to him, he teased them one at a time by tasting her nipples.
They were hard and long, long enough for him to suckle into his mouth without taking in her whole breasts.
Christ, he loved the way that she tasted.
Moving down her body, he played with her navel until she was holding him to her.
He loved the pretty indentation there and would have stayed playing with her forever if not for her scent pulling him closer to her pussy.
He wanted to drink from her there and have her come in his mouth.
Moving down more on her body, he put the first leg, then the other leg up and over his shoulders to have full access to her womanhood.
“Falkner, taste me.” He grinned at the tone of her voice. It was rough and gravelly sounding, and he found that he thought that was sexy. “Please. I need you.”
“I’m going to give you what you want, love.
But first, I need to drink from you.” He nearly said he was going to give her what she deserved, but decided that he was going to cut that word from his vocabulary.
He moved in a way that her pussy was right in front of his mouth, and he licked her from gate to clit.
The taste of her was overwhelming and delicious. Taking more of her into his mouth, he suckled at her clit until he tasted her cum. It was the most fantastic taste that he’d ever tasted, and he wanted more of her.
Sliding his finger into her sheath, he fucked her while licking up her cream.
There was so much of her that he knew that he was missing a great deal of her juices.
Fucking her with his tongue and fingers, he knew every time she came because she would squeeze her thighs around his head until he had to pull back to breathe.
But it didn’t stop him from making love to her this way.
He was enjoying himself too much to stop now. Still, he fucked her.
She was begging him for more and for him to stop throughout his loving her.
When she would lift up her bottom for him, he’d double his efforts to take her higher until she would scream out her release.
There were so many of them that he lost count and couldn’t have been happier than he was right now.
Christ, oh lord, he loved this woman more than he thought possible.
When she pulled his hair, lifting him from her pussy, he looked at her and saw something he’d never seen on her face before.
Lust and need were battling for dominance on her face.
Her pupils were dilated to the point of being larger than her eyes, it seemed to him.
Her hair was wildly on the pillow that she’d been on, and it looked like her body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
He started to go back to what he was doing when she yanked his hair.
“I need you to be inside of me. I can’t come like this and not have you inside of me right now.” He started up her body and let her legs go enough that she could wrap them around his hips. “Fuck me, Falkner. I want to feel your cock inside of me until I feel nothing else.”
“Yes, I can do that.” He paused at her breasts and suckled them again.
They were so responsive that he wanted to enjoy them more.
But her body was pounding his in a way that he knew she’d come without him if he didn’t hurry.
“I love you, Doone Dixon, and will for the rest of my life.” Then he plunged forward.
He’d never come so hard in his life. His body seemed to have a mind of its own when he came a second time, while not moving inside of her.
When he pulled her up from the bed, sitting her across his groin as he sat up, he let her fuck him until she could catch up with him.
As it was right now, all he wanted to do was plow her again and again until he came hard.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and fucked him while he held her. It was the greatest sensation he’d ever experienced in his life. To be making love to his mate. And her making love to him. It was the greatest thing that he’d ever felt.
When she held his face to her breasts, he came with her a third time.
His body was still flying high, and he couldn’t believe that he had come so many times.
As he laid her back on the big bed, he fucked her slowly and touched her body anywhere he could reach.
She did the same to him by touching him, too.
His body was on fire for another release, and he needed her to come with him.
Fucking her slowly, letting her need build up to match his own, Falkner held her body to his as he slowly made love to her. When her breath caught, her body stiffened, and she screamed out her release just as his own body was releasing deep inside of her. Then nothing.
He woke up with Doone’s body still coming down from their hard climax. When he moved deep inside of her again, she cried out that it was too much. He didn’t stop taking her to heights again so that she could tumble over the mountain; he came with her just as she passed out in his arms.
Holding her, he spoke to her about how much he loved her.
There was no other woman than her in his life.
Telling her all the things that he was going to do with her, vacation spots they’d go to, and places that they’d visit, he wasn’t surprised when she was out for only a few seconds.
She begged him to stop before she passed out again.
Rolling to his side, then to his back, he let her stay at his side while he held onto her body.
It was as warm as his was when he tossed back the blankets they had on the bed. Falkner smiled at her.
“You’ve killed me.” He burst out laughing; her comments were so unexpected. “I think I’m broken for the rest of my life. I hope you’re happy.”
“I’ve never been happier than I am right now, love.” She didn’t open her eyes yet, but did smile, and it was all he could have hoped for. “You’re very beautiful when you’re running around, but right now I don’t think I’ve seen you more beautiful.”
“Thank you, but I need a nap. For about a month. That was fantastic.” He agreed with her and watched as her body still shook from her climax. “I may never get up again. We can just stay right here and never move.”