Chapter 26 Annabelle
Hearing Dean beg for me has my blood boiling to dangerous levels and my pussy wetter than ever before.
The sight of him underneath me, his cock pressing against my entrance makes me want to crawl the walls in desperation.
His rough hands rub slow, torturous circles on my thighs, the tips of his fingers grazing the apex of my pussy every time he inches closer.
Reaching for the hem on my t-shirt, I throw all embarrassment away and pull it off before throwing it to the floor, leaving myself bare for him, scars and all.
His emerald eyes leave my face and trail down my body, inspecting every inch of me but it’s not with disgust that I was used to before, no, this is something else.
Something much more potent and warming, like the sun beaming down on wildflowers.
Dean’s gaze is filled with adoration and I can feel it burning against my skin.
“I don’t think,” he starts as he places his hand over the bullet wound, “there will ever be words created to describe how I feel for you. Nothing could ever compare to you, not even the brightest star in the sky to the bluest depths of the sea. I’d crawl to the ends of the earth for you and if I bled myself dry in doing so, then I’d happily give my heart and soul to you. ”
Tears well in my eyes at his words and I lean down to place a kiss on his lips, the scent of my arousal lingers in his beard, causing me to grind against him, searching for that perfect friction.
He groans in my mouth and grips my hips in his large hands, pulling me back and forth before breaking the kiss, then softly murmurs against my lips. “Put me inside that tight pussy, baby. I want you to fuck me. Now.”
I waste no time in lifting myself up to allow him to pull his shorts down again to release his heavy, thick cock and lining the tip up with my entrance. Placing my hands on his large shoulders, I sink myself down onto him, feeling him stretch me so perfectly.
“That’s it mama, nice and slow.” He guides me through heavy breaths and I know he’s holding everything back to let me do this at my own speed, and I continue to sink down onto him, feeling every inch glide against my walls.
My nails dig into his muscles as my body begins to shake from the immense pleasure and hint of pain that’s radiating through my system.
“Dean.. I, fuck..” I whimper, tipping my head back, allowing the now thick locks to fall freely down my back in a euphoric state of ecstasy. The muscles in my stomach coil tightly like an elastic band and I can feel it threatening to snap as pleasure drives me higher and higher.
“Fuck.” He grunts out before pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, using his hands to slide me up and down his cock until I can feel him so deep inside of me. “Look at you baby, you’re so fucking perfect like this. I wanna hear you come for me.”
His instruction is clear and I let all my inhibitions go, allowing whatever dark force is inside of me to be free. My eyes roll to the back of my head and I cry out as Dean uses my ass to pull me up and down his cock, guiding me where he wants me and I let him.
“Say.”
Thrust.
“My.”
Thrust.
“Name.” He grunts out with every deep thrust inside of me.
“Oh God.” I cry out, dropping my head to his shoulder and I hear him chuckle in my ear. “Close enough baby. Now, say my name and I’ll let you come.”
Breathlessly I whimper against his sweaty skin. “Dean.”
“You’re so fucking perfect. Fuck, make us come baby, I can’t hold on any longer.”
His desperate plea flicks a hidden switch inside of me and I thrust up and down on his cock, feeling him hit every single nerve ending until my legs begin to tremble and I feel his abdomen tighten beneath me.
“I’m coming baby.” He pants out.
“Me.. too.”
The world explodes around me as we both shatter into pieces, our orgasms joining as one. Dean wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to him, pressing his sweat covered forehead to my breasts as tremors spasm through his body and I feel his cock tense inside me, spilling his cum freely.
We stay there for a moment, connected in every single way that we could possibly be. Our hearts are beating as one.
“I could stay here forever.” I whisper against his rich black hair, using my finger tips to smooth away a rogue curl that had fallen over his strong brows. I hear him let out a deep breath, his tense shoulders relaxing against me.
Dean turns his head to look up at me and I swear I can see every shade of green in his eyes with a small hazel ring around the pupils like a rich whiskey, framed with beautiful black eyelashes.
He places a small kiss between the valley of my breasts before speaking in that deep gravelly tone that I love so much.
“Then forever is what I’ll give you.”
And in that moment, I fell even deeper in love with him. A man who not only saved me, but helped me grow into the person I am today, who went to the ends of the earth to bring me home.
I love him, more than words could ever describe.
The End.