Chapter 12 #2
“We shall see about that. All I want is for you to enjoy the kind of pleasure you deserve.”
With my eyes cinched shut, I lolled my head to the side. “Do you always get what you want?”
“If you think any of this is about what I need, you’re wrong. As I just said. Tonight is all about you.”
He was that kind of guy. All swagger and take what he wanted.
He was everything I hated and everything that was completely irresistible. His words were exactly what I needed to hear.
He wasn’t gentle with his actions, digging his fingers into the softness of my inner thighs while he held me wide open. As he’d done with my nipple, he sucked on my clit, rolling the tender tissue between his teeth. I threw my arms out, my hands able to dangle off the edges.
Every sound he made created eternal need and not just desire. Already I never wanted this glorious moment to end. As he dragged the tip of his tongue down the length of my pussy, I held my breath. The sensations were mind boggling, as if electric prods were piercing every inch of skin.
Saint kept his rhythm slow, keeping the haze formed around my eyes.
Maybe the man did have some sense of patience in him.
As he rolled his fingers back and forth across my pussy lips, I was more sensitized than before.
Within seconds, I could tell he was masterful at eating pussy. In fact, he should teach a class.
As the shots of current increased, I bit my lower lip to keep from screaming. I wouldn’t want the pesky neighbors to think I was being attacked and interrupt my fun.
I lifted my head the same time he did, clearly able to see my juice covering his jaw.
The sight was highly erotic, so much so I rolled my shoulders on the table and arched my back.
I even teased him by opening my legs even wider.
Who was this girl who allowed her most intimate spot to be wide open and vulnerable?
This girl, the very one who’d exclaimed she’d wanted to let go for once.
Saint blew across my pussy before burying his face into my wetness. As he feasted, I lolled my head to the side, incapable of doing anything else.
“How delicious you are,” he muttered in his usual dark, husky voice. He continued sucking. Nipping. Driving his tongue into my tight channel.
I tossed my head from side to side, once again gasping for enough air to fill my lungs.
While he thrust several flexed fingers inside, he focused on sucking my clit.
I lifted my hips to meet his mouth. The tension was already coiling, my muscles close to spasming.
With every swipe of his tongue, he pushed me closer to the edge.
But the damn man pulled back, his lifts more tender as he pumped lightly.
“Don’t you do that!” I half shouted.
“Do what?”
“Tease me mercilessly. That’s not fair.”
“No one ever said I was fair, little librarian.” He opened his mouth wide, engulfing what felt like my entire pussy.
I jerked up from the table, clenching my fingers around the edge of the table. The rapid drumming of my heart echoed in my ears and the rush of adrenaline threatened to eat me alive.
He continued devouring me, sucking my clit harder and harder until there was no way of holding back.
As the orgasm ripped through me, he drank his fill, sucking and licking, every sound guttural. I tossed back and forth, biting back a scream as the climax continued and he feasted on every last drop.
With spots in front of my eyes, I settled back against the table, staring up at the ceiling as I tried to catch my breath.
My need for the man was coming close to being unbearable even as I was basking in the throes of ecstasy.
He wasn’t interested in stopping, peppering my inner thighs with sweet kisses and licks. I covered my face with my hands, uncertain if I could ever walk again.
I was vaguely aware he’d risen to his feet, now staring down at me with the most intense look in his eyes. He didn’t say a word as he unfastened his belt, nor did he blink as he rolled down the zipper.
Somehow, I was able to ease onto my forearms, observing every insanely intense moment as he pressed the edges of his pants aside, slowly slipping them past his hipbones until I was finally able to see exactly where the incredible deep V ended.
Holy mother of God. The man was huge. Gargantuan. I had no idea how he’d fit inside, but I was willing to give it a try. It was just another mouthwatering moment.
His smile was entirely different, carrying an emotion I couldn’t explain, but as he peeled off his pants, tossing them aside, there was no crushing the rugged moan escaping my lips.
He rolled his fingers down his chest and stepped between my legs once again. Lord, I wanted to reach out for him.
His hands were planted on either side of me and very slowly he lowered his head until our lips were able to brush together. “Satisfied, Lily?”
“No. Not by a longshot.”
“Then what do you want?” He breathed the question as he rubbed his lips back and forth.
“You.”
“How so?” He pulled my bottom lip between his teeth.
I rubbed one hand down his chest, marveling in the feel of his tight abs before sliding my hand between his legs.
The moment I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft I gasped.
My fingers barely touched. I managed to stroke him a few times and when he nuzzled against my ear, I could feel myself melting again. There was no doubt what I craved.
“Your cock.”
“Where do you want it?”
The answer surprised both of us. “Everywhere.”
His smile was sly. “My. Aren’t you greedy. Then you’ll have everything you want, but first, I need to fuck you. Do you want me to do that, Lily? To fuck you long and hard like you deserve?”
“Yes. Oh, God, yes.”
“As my father once told me. Be careful what you ask for.”
“Highly overused and speculative,” I whispered.
He laughed in response and gathered me into his arms. For whatever the reason I thought he’d take me into the bedroom, I was dead wrong.
The man pressed me up against the kitchen wall, forcing one leg around his hip then the other.
With his full weight pressed against me, I was locked into the moment.
There was no turning back.
Not that I wanted to.
The sinful act might cause me to burn in hell, but what a way to go.
I slid my hand between us, managing to slip the tip of his swollen cock against my slickened folds. I was still reeling from the amazing orgasm, my pussy convulsing.
As I’d experienced before, he wasn’t in the mood to wait for niceties or words spoken between us. Nor was he interested in hearing my approval.
He thrust the entire length inside and I threw my arms around his shoulders.
“Don’t worry, Lily flower. I won’t let you fall.” He jutted his hips forward, rolling onto the balls of his feet and changing the angle.
Being lost in a man was a new experience. Being under his control was exciting. He slowly eased his head back, staring up at the same spot on the ceiling as I’d done before. The veins in his neck pulsed in time to the rapid beating of my heart.
I could hear his heart thudding against his chest and it was as sexy as anything I’d ever heard before.
His exhale was deep, the tattoos on his arms flexing as he stretched his muscles.
When he pulled out, he held the tip just inside, once again looking me directly in the eyes. “You are so tight. So fucking tight.”
“You’re huge.”
He chuckled in the same dark voice, sending a shower of vibrations dancing through me.
The sensations were as intense as the look on his face.
When he drove into me again, he slammed my back into the wall.
I laughed in response and tangled the fingers of one hand in his thick locks while gripping his shoulder with the other.
There was something so sensual about the way he created a rhythm, plunging hard and fast for several seconds then slowing down as my muscles stretched to accommodate his wide girth.
A girl could get used to this even though I’d definitely have a tough time walking tomorrow.
Another what did I care?
He released his hold, planting his hands on either side of me, using the weight of his body to keep me aloft.
There was something surreal about the flash of his eyes and the tension in his muscles.
His expression wasn’t just one coming from a hunger, but from a beast who’d waited for the perfect feast.
As if he wasn’t human, but by feeling every inch of the man pressed against me, I knew that not to be true. He was all male. Every sweet inch.
The thrusts were long and hard, the rapturous feeling increasing with every deep plunge.
I was close to climaxing all over again and I sensed he knew that instinctively.
But before I had a chance to do so, he ripped me away from the wall, spinning in a full circle and taking long strides toward the counter.
As he’d done before, he pushed everything away, making a complete mess on the floor. I laughed as he placed my butt on the edge, grasping the edge. His cock remained firmly planted inside.
Issuing a raspy series of growls, he pulled me forward then pushed me back at an angle before resuming the incredible rhythm.
The haze was even more beautiful than before, bright colors swirling around my periphery of vision. Every deep plunge brought me to the beautiful edge once again, every push and pull ready to snap the elastic band.
Finally, it did and I was spiraling toward the purest form of ecstasy.
“Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!” He captured my last scream with his mouth, instantly pressing his tongue inside.
My pussy muscles clamped around the tight invasion as the orgasm rolled through me. This was a tidal wave of pleasure, my body completely electrified. He continued pumping, pushing me hard onto a plateau that I could swear I couldn’t handle.
But I did.
The ebb and flow continued as one rolled into a second and I rode the wave until my body was exhausted.
But the man wasn’t finished with me yet.
He pulled me off the counter, turning me around to face the window.
As I stared outside, he slipped his cock back inside.
Every angle was different, every sensation more intense than the one before.
And there was no doubt I was floating close to heaven.
With his hands on my hips, he thrust deep and hard, the angle completely different.
I kept my firm grip on the edge of the counter, staring out at nothing and everything.
There was no way to describe the electric vibrations or the rush of feelings soaring through me.
Yes, I was alive. Yes, I’d been awakened to sheer passion.
As his fingers dug into my skin, I arched my back to the point his head fit perfectly in the crook of my neck. Every heated breath skimming across my skin created another layer of prickles. Every whispered word of lust added to the intensity of what we were sharing.
When he finally crushed his weight against me, entangling our fingers together, I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed the ride.
Seconds later I felt every muscle in his body tense. With a smile on my face, I squeezed my muscles just before he erupted deep inside.
The man had extreme stamina and his cock remained hard as a rock. He continued thrusting as he filled me with his seed.
The little voice inside my head remained active, the nagging continuing.
Her message?
Nothing good would come from letting go.