45. Chapter 44
Chapter 44
Leon Aldon
I’ve never rushed through a shower so fast in my fucking life, but I need to get Maeve into our bed like ten minutes ago.
I need her all over me; I need to be inside of her.
Like the angel she is, she helps me into bed so I don’t have to put my leg on, but I toss her on the bed the moment we’re close enough, and she hits the mattress with an almost silent giggle.
I climb on top of her a moment later and kiss her, hating myself for waiting so long to kiss her.
I should’ve done that the day she came here.
Kissing Maeve feels right, like a once-in-a-lifetime experience every time she lets me.
Her lips are soft, and she tastes sweet, innocent, and like everything right and good in this fucking world.
I climb my way down her body, leaving love bites and teeth marks all over her until I suck one of those small, perky breasts into my mouth.
Fuck, I thought I was a breast man. I thought the bigger the better, I was wrong.
If someone were to ask me what my type was, I'd say Maeve Henderson. No questions.
I’d say that any look my girl has, any body, style, or size, that’s my new type.
Maeve arches her back when I bite down on her nipple and pull it through my teeth until she's no longer in my mouth, and immediately diving back in. I suck until both her nipples are solid and glistening with me before I make my way further down her gorgeous body. Her tanned skin shows off the few stretch marks on her hips from hitting puberty; I grip onto her hips and squeeze the perfect warm flesh.
Fuck!
She feels amazing in my hands, and she's not even pushing me away!
I crawl between her legs, stroking my cock a couple of times.
I’ve needed this. Ever since I pierced her, I’ve needed this, but I needed her to heal without getting an infection, so I’ve had to stare down at her perfect cunt every day and not get to touch it.
It was torture.
I brace myself on one hand, the other gripping my cock to guide into her smooth cunt.
Maeve's walls flutter around me as soon as I start to slide home, tightening around me until I feel like I have to stop. "Are you going to let me in?" I ask against the skin of her throat, sucking on her until I'm sure there's another mark.
I want her body covered in teeth marks and hickeys from me.
She's got her nails digging into the sheets and her perfect thighs squeezing my waist, but she nods, takes a few deep breaths, and loosens up her body a little bit to let me push further in.
“Good girl, you’re taking this so well.” I praise while I continue to push into her until she makes a slight, pained noise from deep in her throat.
“Mhmm, I know, I know. You’re doing so good, and we’re almost there.” I promise.
I still feel like a fucking asshole for slamming into her so roughly in the yard, so I’m trying to be as easy on her as I can.
She's wet, fucking soaked, actually, but tight. Slowly, I inch further in as she'll let me until I'm finally buried in the cunt I want to spend the rest of my life fucking.
I drop my head down onto Maeve's shoulder, kissing her soft skin. "Fuck, you feel so good." I tell her.
She lets out a sexy little moan, nodding her head at me when I start to move.
“Yeah? Do you like how I feel when I fuck you?” I say against the shell of her ear.
She wraps one leg around my waist, holding me close, and I grip her throat with the hand that isn't holding me up. “Yes, don’t stop.” She says breathlessly.
She brings her face to mine, gripping my hair and tugging until I feel the sting in my scalp, but it just spurs me on more. I invade her mouth with my tongue while I fuck her nice and slow. I savor the feeling of her sucking me in further with every thrust; I drag my cock along her g-spot, desperate to feel her cum on my cock. Over and over, I rub that spot inside her, feeling her leg tighten around me to keep me close. "That's it, fleur, cum on my cock." I say, leaning down to connect our lips yet again.
This feels better than before; her not fighting me, her kissing me, and holding me against her feels better. I like my girl when she's feisty, when I have to hold her wrists down and fuck her senseless, but I love her now, open and willing for me and about to let me feel that perfect cunt milk every drop from me.
Maeve's body slightly twitches, and her hips lift to meet my thrusts and let me in.
Her nails dig into my shoulders while she cums with a scream, and her walls clamp down around me.
I slow my movements, fucking into her slowly, letting her ride out her waves of pleasure before I bottom out on her, earning me a surprised noise from taking all of me. "Please..." She says quietly.
I do a quiet "Shh," kissing her lips lightly while I drain every drop into this gorgeous woman under me.
I sit up on my knees, putting my hand between us. I start to lightly rub circles over her clit, needing her to cum again. It's a myth that has never been fully disproven that an orgasm after sex increases the chances of getting pregnant, but it doesn't hurt to try it out. Plus, I want her to stay in this bed with me inside of her for as long as possible.
"You're going to cum all over me again, okay?" I say, watching her squirm to my touch.
I'm so fucking sensitive like this, but she feels too good to pull out. "I can't." She whines.
I grin down at her, my thumb still rubbing her sensitive clit and flicking the little piercing that I know drives her mad. "I know you can take it, just one more for me, hmm?" I say.
It's not a choice; she needs to soak my cock once more, I need to feel her again, but I’ll let her think that this is optional, but I keep my touch light, not wanting to overstimulate her like I'm already doing to myself.
Slowly, I work my girl up to a peak so high I know she's going to wear herself out. She clamps down around me again, strangling my cock, and I feel her gorgeous cunt flutter around me while her cum soaks me and the sheets under us.
Her eyes roll back, and I reach for a hand rather than let her grip the sheets. I want her to grip onto me, and she does. She laces our fingers together and squeezes, moaning and panting while she falls apart. I keep my thumb rubbing her until she jerks at my touch, finally having overcome her orgasm and feeling as sensitive as I am.
I pull out, seeing my cum leak from this gorgeous girl, and reach between us, scooping up as much as I can and pushing it back into her. She winces, clearly a little sore and overstimulated, but she’s not going to waste my cum.
"I know, fleur. I know." I soothe, rubbing my fingers along her walls just to make sure she's still painted with me. I don't want her to lose a single drop.
I rub my free hand along her ribs while I fuck my cum back into her with two fingers. "It's too much." She says breathlessly.
I grin, deciding to give my girl mercy and slip my fingers out of her. "But you did so well." I praise, leaning down to kiss her lips again. She gives me a sleepy grin in return, but she kisses me back lazily. "Stay right there; I'll clean you up." I promise. Not only do I want to take care of her, but I don't want her getting up.
"Your leg." She says quietly, sitting up on her elbows.
My considerate girl.
I push her back to lie down, kissing her lips yet again.
I don't think I'll ever tire of getting to kiss her.
"I've got it." I promise her. I hurry to snap my prosthesis back into place and head into the bathroom to get a nice warm washcloth for my girl, cleaning myself off with another.