desperation infecting her. She needed this. Needed him. Needed to know that the nightmare was over. But she couldn’t put that into words, so instead she lifted up on her toes, and pressed her lips to his. An offering. A supplication. An invitation.
He stood still for a moment, his body rigid and then he moved. A squeak escaped her as he scooped her up and strode to the bed. She landed on the soft surface on her back, but he was already over her. That big, hard body pressing her into the mattress and holding her captive. His hands joined in on the action, capturing her wrists and holding them above her head in an iron cage made from his fingers.
She gasped in delight and surprise, but almost instantly the sound was swallowed up as his mouth covered hers again. His tongue slid deep, past her lips, to explore the silken cavern within. The deep groan rumbled through his chest, shivering against her skin where they touched, and at the same moment a hard knee parted her legs. His free hand swept down and grabbed the skirt of her dress to yank it up. The sound of tearing fabric filled the air, and she realized he’d torn her panties away.
Cooler air washed against her exposed pussy lips, and her body clenched. She didn’t get time for anything else because his fingers were already there, parting her lips and smoothing the slick evidence of her arousal over the heated flesh.
She groaned and wrapped her tongue around his as his talented fingers found her clit. Round and round, over and back, he touched and teased her. Little gestures, almost whisper soft, alternated with harder rubs until she moaned and rocked her hips against his hand.
He didn’t let up with his kiss either, using his tongue to tease and torment her. To tempt her into playing with him. No, not to tempt. Instead, he ordered… demanded…her response. She gave it, sliding her tongue to follow his back into his mouth, and his hand moved. Two strong fingers penetrated her, sliding deep into her needy pussy. She lost concentration for a moment, her eyes rolling into the back of her head in pleasure, but he wasn’t done yet. Curling his fingers back, he pressed against her g-spot. Pressing and rubbing ruthlessly. Her head fell back and she bit her lip as he brought his thumb into play over her clit.
Hard pleasure hit her, a conflagration of need and ecstasy all wrapped up in emotion. He was here, finally, and they didn’t need to hide anymore. They had this… Would always have this, from this day forward.
He pressed hard inside, adding a rub over her clit and she cried out as pleasure shattered through her, over her, within her. Her cunt clenched, gripping his fingers tight as she came all over them. Rumbles of approval, soft words of love and affection filled her ear as he kissed along her neck, but she couldn’t make them out.
The sound of ripping fabric reached her ears again. Then his knee parted her wider and she felt him settle between her thighs. The broad head of his cock pressed against the entrance to her pussy. She opened her eyes to find him looking down at her, his own filled with indescribable emotion.
He pushed forward, nostrils flaring, and breached her. She sucked in a breath. No matter how many times they were together, the feeling of his thick cock sliding into her tight pussy always did it for her. He was so wide, it felt almost as if she would tear, but she knew she wouldn’t. She could take him, take every thick, wide inch and beg for more.
He groaned and pulled back a little before thrusting forwards again. In and out, back and forward, push and retreat… He worked himself inside her with short, hard movements until he was fully seated and they were both breathing heavily.
Once there, he looked down at her. Behind the white-hot fires of desire in his eyes lurked concern. If she hadn’t already lost her heart to him, she would have in that instant. Her gentle nod was enough. With a growl, he pulled back almost entirely out of