Chapter 4 I Thought I Was Dreaming #3
He was merciless, his thumb dancing over her sensitive skin again and again. His other hand rose to one of her soft mounds, twisting her nipple gently between his fingers while his gaze remained fixed on her glistening channel.
He reveled in every moment, licking his dry lips as he took in her soft flesh, feeling the harshness of his own desire.
She was completely lost in the sensations, struggling to breathe, her legs instinctively trying to close as pleasure surged through her. It felt as if she might burst from the intensity.
He wanted her to let go, to succumb to the waves of ecstasy right before him. His breathing grew rough and ragged as he continued, completely consumed by her.
Stella's legs tried to close as the pleasure overwhelmed her. She trembled beneath him, fighting against the intensity until she could no longer hold herself together.
He wanted her to surrender, and he was doing everything he could to push her toward the edge.
“AH!” A strangled cry escaped her lips as she climaxed, her release soaking his fingers. The sound that erupted from her throat was shaky and loud as she fought to close her legs against the overwhelming pleasure.
“Not enough,” he growled.
He quickly shifted his hand from her breast, trailing down her stomach, pressing her into the bed. He slid two of his fingers inside her as he positioned himself over her. One arm cradled her head, transforming it into a pillow as he fully enveloped her with his body.
His mouth found hers, kissing her deeply, and she could feel the heat radiating from him, warm and burning. Everything about him was everything she had ever desired.
His fingers moved in and out of her like a serpent, and she trembled beneath him. Her legs quaked, pinned down by his weight while his fingers worked at a relentless pace.
“Mmhhhh… Hah… Ah…!”
Stella fought against the rising tide of pleasure, desperate not to surrender. But he could feel her need, raw and urgent, as his fingers plunged deep, igniting a fire within her.
“Ahhh! Hah…” The tension built, and she strained against the grip of the T-shirt that held her hands tightly to the headboard, his mouth capturing her moans and cries.
His fingers danced over her delicate channel, thrusting repeatedly in a rhythm that left her breathless.
She struggled to regain control of her breathing, but he was merciless, each thrust drawing forth cries of longing from her lips.
The sound of her pleasure filled the dark room, mingling with the slickness of their bodies as he continued his relentless thrusts.
“AH! Mmmmmhhhh… Hah…” She finally came, waves of ecstasy washed over her, gushing out and soaking the sheets.
He did not relent, even as her body convulsed in pleasure; he kept thrusting, refusing to let her close her legs.
He wedged one of his leg between hers, forcing them apart as his fingers continued their rhythmic dance.
“Fuck!” Another cry escaped her lips, leaving her trembling and utterly boneless.
“Lucius, please. Please… Please… Please,” she whimpered, the plea spilling from her as pleasure overwhelmed her senses.
He took pity on her momentarily, his fingers slipping from her, but only to have his thumb tease her sensitive button, igniting another wave of pleasure that surged through her body.
Even as she begged for mercy, he escalated the torment, pushing her to the edge once more. Within seconds, she was spiraling into bliss again, her body quaking with overwhelming sensations.
Lucius briefly removed his hands, offering a fleeting relief that vanished too quickly as he shifted between her legs again. When she looked up at him, she saw the familiar, insatiable hunger in his eyes, locked onto the glistening evidence of her desire.
With a knowing smile, he lowered his mouth to her, his tongue finding her once more. Her body arched in response, helpless against the onslaught as his tongue skillfully flicked her most sensitive spot.
“Hah!” She gasped, barely able to breathe as he lavished attention on her, his mouth working tirelessly. He moved with practiced precision, sliding down to tease her entrance, slipping his tongue just enough to make her writhe.
As her hips bucked involuntarily, he wrapped an arm around her leg and another around her waist, pinning her down firmly against the bed. His mouth consumed her, his tongue flicking in and out, teasing and tantalizing.
She cried out, “Oh my God, Lucius!”
Her voice trembled as she felt another climax approach, his skilled movements driving her higher.
In the next heartbeat, she was gushing down onto his eager mouth.
He eagerly lapped it up, not stopping for a second.
Breathless and shaking, she felt her body quiver uncontrollably, but he continued to lick her, drawing forth wave after wave of ecstasy until she came once more. She had surrendered so completely that she was a mess beneath him, yet still, he craved more, his mouth hungrily sucking at her wetness.
Finally, Lucius lifted his head from between her legs, gazing down at her with a satisfied look in his eyes.
“Did it feel good?” he asked softly.