Fantasy (Part 4)

Continued after Fantasy Part 3
(Warning: Graphic sexual contents) 

A powerful thud crashes into my core as he leans down and curls his arms around my waist before crawling up the bed above me and placing me down gently beneath him.My thighs are spread by his knees and he cradles himself between them, resting his forearms on either side of my head as he looks down at me with soft eyes.

I feel the broad head of his erection pushing at my entrance causing a ridiculous amount of heat to plaque me.

He smiles,holding my gaze as he slowly draws back and drives forward,plunging deeply into me. I moan and adjust my grip on his shoulders,shifting under him. The fullness is incredible, and I’ve fast become use to him. He blows out a long controlled breath of air. The concentration frown flickering across his brow is shiny with sweat and heavy on his forehead.

I resist the urge to contract around him—he needs a moment. His eyes close, his long lashes fanning,his head draped to mine as he battles to compose his erratic breathing. I wait patiently for him to sort himself out, running my hands up and down his firm upper arms, more than happy to here looking at this beautiful man so closely.

He knows I need gentle side of him now.He lifts his upper body to brace his arms, then lazily drags back and gradually drives forward.

Oh Good God! He repeats the delectable move over and over, watching me the entire time.

I struggle to dampen down a fast buildup of pressure. I want to carry on like this forever. I want to feel like this forever. I rock my hips up to meet his every thrust, and he lowers his mouth to mine, taking my lips leisurely and lazily, matching his blazing lip rhythm with his tongue.

I whimper,digging ma nails into his arms. I’ve got to stop marking him and drawing blood. He drives slowly forward circles deeply and withdraw lazily,time and time again.

The racking shudder that courses through my body has me clenched around his arousal,shaking wildly against him as I moan, my release into his mouth. The last,deep thrust,followed by a jerk and sensation flooding me,signals his release.

He holds himself deep and clenches his eyes shut, while paying loving attention to my mouth,moaning long and low—the pulsation of him is triggering my muscles to tense around him, all in time to his throbs. I’m draining him dry.

‘You are mine.’He whispers, burying his face in the crook of my neck and nuzzling before rolling onto his back. He hold his arms up and I move into his warm,firm chest, resting my cheek on his pectoral.  I’m so screwed, fucking thoroughly screwed.

He brushes my hair from my face with his spare hand, tugging the lock behind my ear.

‘ I think I’m gonna keep you,’ he inhales in my hair, ‘forever.’

I smile to myself,throwing my leg over his thighs.He clasps my knees rubbing circles over my skin with his thumb.

Suddenly I’m rolled onto my back with my wrists pinned to the side of my head as he looms over me. He rests his lips between my breasts and trails kisses across to my nipple. My nipple lengthens under his gentle, swirling tongue my breathing fluttering.

‘Let me go.’ I force the words through parts.His teeth clamp tightly over my nipple as he looks up at me grinning.

 ‘Ready for another?’  he offers through a mouth full of breast.

I rolled my eyes in disbelief. Again so soon, thinking this man’s capability.

Is he even human?

After drilling holes through me a few minutes ago, he is up for another. But of course, I’m going to take the fuck anyway. Moreover, whose going to listen to me if I deny. He will claim what’s rightfully his.

‘Sure.’ 

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I’m lifted against his chest and laid on the bed, his body spreading down the length of mine. Once he’s swattered me, his mouth lowers and his lips take me worshipfully, softly working their way over me, his tongue sweeping through my mouth slowly.

Oh God!

My thoughts well and truly scattered when he shifts his body up to sit on his heels, pulling me up to saddle his waiting lap. He reaches under us and positions himself at my opening.

‘Lean back on your hands.’ He orders softly, his voice like gravel, his eyes intense. I lean back, his spare arm wrapping under my waist to support me.

He enters me slowly on a rush of air, his lips parted and moist. I moan in pure,delighted pleasure as he fills me completely. My arms shift a little, and I lock my legs around his waist.

He feels so good inside me.I could die now a very happy woman. His other hand joins the one wrapped around my waist, his big hands nearly encompassing me as he starts directing my hips around in slow,grinding circles lifting me up slowly before pulling me back down and swiveling again. He’s working us in perfect time to the music. Christ, he’s good.

I sigh, long and breathy at the exquisite sensations he’s creating as lifts, pulls the back down and circles, his own hips following the movements that he has complete control over.

I gasp as I’m lifted and lowered again, the shimmer of a slow building, highly satisfying climax beginning to gather force. I’m hypnotized by him completely rapt as I watch his face burning with passion, his chest muscles undulating as he guides my body on his. This is slow,meticulous love making,I’m addicted to his gentle side as I am to his dominant self. I’m at total loss.

His tongue sweeps across his moist bottom lip and his eyes flicker, his frown line working its way across his brow.

‘Promise me something.’ His voice is soft as he swivels his lips on another mind-numbing-grind.

I moan.He’s taking advantage of my mesmerized state by asking me to make promises now. But then again, that was more of a demand than a question.

I study him,waiting for his request. ‘You’ll stay with me.’

What? Tonight? Forever? Elaborate,damn it! That definitely wasn’t a question,it was an order. I nod my head as I’m pulled back down and he mumbles incoherent words.

‘I need to hear the words, Love.’ He circles his hips, penetrating me to the deepest part of my body.

‘Oh God, I will.’ I exhale around the scorching infiltration. My voice is quivering from pleasure and emotion as the forceful throb at my core takes over and I tremble in his hands.

‘You’re going to come.’ He pants.

‘Yes!’

‘Jesus, I love looking at you when you’re like this. Hold it,baby. Not yet.’

My arms start to buckle under me, prompting him to shift his grip to the middle of my back and pulled me up we’re front on front. I cry out as our chests collide and my new position has him penetrating me further. My hands fly up to grasp his back.

He searches my eyes. ‘You’re painfully beautiful and all mine. Kiss me.’

I obey, moving my palms to cup his handsome face and lowering my lips to his. He moans as I plunge my tongue into his mouth, he drives hardening into me.

‘Fuck!’ I plead.I’m going to.

‘Mouth!’ He warns ‘Control it.’

‘I can’t.’ I pant into his mouth. I’m helpless to his invasion of my mind and body as I tense my thighs around him and shatter all over him. I cry out and trap his bottom lip between my teeth, biting down.

He shouts,rises to his knees, rears back and slams into me on his own release, clenching me to his chest and spilling himself inside of me. He thrusts up one last, powerful time. I cry out.

‘Jesus, love. What am I going to do with you?’

Keep me forever,PLEASE!

His face plummets into my neck as he pumps his hips slowly, back and forth, milking every ounce of pleasure from me. I’m dizzy, my head spinning wildly as his heavy,hot breath spreads across my neck and travels down my chest. Every internal muscle I possess grips him as he pulsates inside me. He’s shaking proper trembling shakes.I wrap my arms around him and squeeze him to me.

‘You make me so happy.’ Do I?

He pulls back and looks me in the eyes, his forehead shimmering in sweat.He kisses my nose and sweeps my hair away from my face.I gasp at him, but he presses his lips to mine before I can challenge him on that.He rests back down on his heels.

‘I would never hurt you intentionally, love.’ He swivels around his back, taking me with him, so I’m sprawled across his chest. I shift slightly so I can trace my finger lingering over his solid chest.

I know. For even if he tries, it doesn’t matter. Nothing felt so consuming before him and that’s when I know, I’m falling—falling for the One.

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