Chapter 15 – Vanessa #2
I know exactly which pieces of clothing to select to play to my figure. Being naked is an entirely different story. It makes pulling my pajama dress off over my head a little intimidating, but Magnum’s eyes are greedy as I move to straddle him.
“Jesus Christ, woman. You’re killing me. These fucking tits. God, and that ass…” His hands land on my waist and somehow stretch down to my hips and butt. “You’re cooler than you were,” he murmurs, offering a lopsided smile.
“Yeah?” I plant my hands on his chest and lean in, bringing my face closer to his.
It’s difficult not to focus on the fact his hard shaft is inches below my aching pussy. I haven’t gotten a good look at it, but based on the way he felt in my hand, it’s going to take some work to get him to fit inside me.
“Yeah.”
“Then I guess I just want you,” I whisper, fluttering my lashes. “I would offer to suck you off, but I’m not sure I would be very good at it.”
My face flames, and I kiss him in hopes of distracting him from what I just said.
Magnum growls, bringing a hand to wrap in my hair. The other tightens on my ass, pulling me down until my slick core perfectly lines up with the underside of his shaft.
The height difference is a pain because I can only grind against his crown, but I’d like to glide over his entire length. He must agree because he sits up partially. It has to feel like he’s holding a crunch, but it lessens the distance I have to stretch to reach his mouth.
My tits ache with the same pulse that echoes in my core, and my perfume spills into the air, like it’s desperate to taunt the half-feral alpha.
Mag sits up even more, bringing me with him. I loop my forearm around the back of his neck, and he releases my hair to bring that hand to my rear end. The way his fingers dig into my skin makes me shiver, and I plaster my tits to his chest.
He cups my ass cheeks, pulling me apart and bringing me back together. He’s not inside me, but it makes my lower lips tighten over his length. “You like that?”
“Yeah.” I nod, my forehead falling against his shoulder.
“Me too.” He pulls me back and forth, grinding my pussy on his cock as I work him into his pelvis and lower stomach.
His knot bumps my opening, and my core clenches around nothing.
“You’re a dripping mess, princess. It makes me want to fuck up into you so damn bad.
I’d fill you with my cum over and over again, but I’m not sure you’re ready for all that. ”
Before I know what’s happening, he wraps his arms around my lower back and rolls us. My tits bounce as I land against the mattress, and his face hovers inches from mine. He pecks a kiss on my lips and licks and sucks down my neck to my tits.
My hand flies to my mouth as he swirls his tongue around my nipple before moving to the other.
“Mmm, I’m gonna fuck these one day,” he whispers, biting the side of my breast. “We’ll have to see how much of me you can suck as I thrust, but one way or another, I’m going to come all over these fantastic tits.
” I shiver as he pushes my breasts together, taking turns sucking on each of my nipples.
“Can’t wait to watch them sway as I fuck you from behind. ”
He’s too tall to continue to suck on my tits, not unless he wants his dick to remain down by my knees. I’m a big fan of what he’s been doing, but I’m relieved when he climbs up my body once more.
“You look wrecked,” he says, unable to keep the smugness from his tone. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I am too. My fucking balls are throbbing.”
His crown slaps my clit, making me stifle a moan. His forearm flexes against my thigh as he jerks himself against my pussy, doing some magical pattern where he circles my clit and slides down to tease my opening.
I wiggle my hips, trying to force him inside me, but he’s gone again.
Repeating the pattern.
Over and over.
Until I’m sure I’m going to lose my mind.
“Magnum, please,” I whisper, nodding and willing him to know what I mean. My hand wraps around his neck and our breath mingles as his lips hover over mine.
“You better get there, princess. I’m too fucking close.” He circles my clit with his crown, and there’s no way to describe how incredible it feels. He’s warm and hard, and the only thing that would be better is if he would get inside me.
“Just fuck me,” I beg.
He’s frantic as he kisses me, cutting off any additional demands. It could come off like he’s denying me, but he kisses me like he needs me just as much as I need him. My pussy spasms and clenches around nothing.
“Slide inside me.” I nod, working my hips and trying to force him to my opening. I want to wreck him as fully as he’s done for me, but euphoria ricochets through my system, and I forget how to even kiss him back.
His muscles coil tight and hot, sticky cum pulses over my clit. I’m achy and empty, but he’s mostly frozen, growling against my lips.
I take charge, planting my feet on the bed and forcing him down to my opening. Wiggling my hips, I get his crown inside me, but it’s not enough. The position doesn’t allow me to do much more than grind over the first inch or two of his cock, but his shaft jerks inside me, prolonging my orgasm.
It feels like my soul disconnects from my body, floating around in pure bliss. By the time I come back to reality, Magnum has his hand on my cheek as he thoroughly devours my mouth.
He pulls back, and the sound of our ragged breathing fills the air. His pupils are huge as they meet mine, and he looks as rocked to his foundations as I am.
“Holy fuck,” he whispers, brushing his fingers over my cheek.
Yeah.
Tomorrow is going to be messy.
There’s no way around it.
Moretti is probably going to blow a gasket, but I’m going to let him know I’m keeping Magnum. For once in my life, I want to choose someone for myself. I’m tired of being told what to do and who I’m supposed to be with.
If my husband doesn’t like it, I’ll leave.
Magnum and I barely know each other, but I like him too much to let him go. He wouldn’t have risked coming here if he didn’t want to be with me.
And I want him just as badly.
The rest of the world is going to have to get on board with that.