Claiming Love

by Holly J Gill

  “Stop it,” I giggled.

  “Why? You are, stunning, sexy, and I adore your wicked sense of humour,” he added.

  “You’re just saying that,” I replied, stirring the coffee.

  “I don’t think so. I might be a hard man to understand, but right now…I’m not afraid to admit Donna, I am falling for you.”

  I stared at him. Every inch of me was about to burst. When he suggested going to my house, I prayed that was what he wanted. Every second I breathed was for him. He gave me a form of strength I had never felt before, and I was, I am, ready for him. I had to have him, and these drinks could be ditched right now.

  My breath stolen, I moved towards Ross. “So your falling head over heels for this loony bottom?”

  “I more than fancy your loony bottom. I want to share every damn second with you.” He stepped closer to me more confident now. He placed his hands on my upper arms and drew me to him. “Donna, I’m in love with you.”

  “But…but,” I hesitated, trying to find the right mashed up words to say to him, only he was standing before me stealing my sanity.

  He placed his finger under my chin as I gazed down lost in thought. He tipped my head back, and I followed with no protest. His eyes searching mine.

  “You have nothing to worry about. You bring yourself down far too much. You are perfect to me. I don’t give a shit about what anyone says. This is about you and me. I love you. The day at the pub only confirmed how I truly felt in my soul.”

  “I have so many quirks.”

  “I don’t care, Donna. That is what I love so much about you.”

  I swallowed, determined to hold eye contact with him as our eyes melted one another.

  “I don’t want the coffee,” he told me.

  “You don’t,” I confirmed.

  “No, I want to taste you.”

  I was shaking like a leaf, scared to make this jump of commitment. His lips found mine, caressing them with his. My God, his lips were like velvet, smooth and silky. I kissed him back. His hands moved around to my back pulling me closer to him. Our bodies touching, sending shockwaves of pleasure to my core. My nipples peaked eager for him to take me, shag me…no…make love to me like no other man had before.

  Our lips tenderly kneaded and he shot his tongue out, licking my lips. I opened my mouth, and his tongue darted in like a bullet, connecting with mine, swirling and dancing as my heart melted and became lost in our powerful connection.

  Our faces were inches apart when his hands dropped to my bottom. I wrapped my arms securely around his neck, longing to reach for his groin, trying my hardest to hold back the temptation. My knees were turning to jelly, weakened by the second. Butterflies occupied my tummy, leaving me breathless as our mouths and tongues made love.

  Ross moved to my ear, nibbling and sending me over the edge as I relaxed in his desire.

  “Can we go to the bedroom?” he asked softly, never stopping his teasing of my ear, blowing and caressing.

  I pulled away, stopping the moment. I stared into his eyes, and we both stilled. He was probably trying to work out my reaction waiting for an answer, but there was only one answer.

  I reached for his hand, lacing them with mine and slowly walked him to the stairwell. I glanced back at him, his gaze on me. I took the first step as he followed me up.

  We stood outside my bedroom, and I was unsure if this was meant to happen or not…screw it, this was my life and right now if having him for only one night was all I’d get, it’ll be worth every damn second.

  I opened the door and switched on the light with him keeping a firm hold of my hand. My entire body was on fire, and before I could stop myself I turned to face Ross and welded my lips to his. Our hands were all over the place, exploring each other wildly. We’d turned into horny predators. Our mouths continued to make love as we stripped one another in a frenzied attack, our clothes were thrown around the room until we were both almost naked. I stood before him wearing my underwear and him his trunks. His bulge firm and eager to come out and play.

  I stepped backwards finding the edge of the bed and carefully lowered myself down. I then used my arm muscles to lever myself back to the middle of the bed, and Ross stood at the end. His dick pulsed, throbbing for me.

  He lifted his brow and kneeled on the bed and at that moment moved onto all fours and made his way up my body stopping once our faces were in line.

  “I need you so much,” his voice was hoarse.

  “I can tell,” I replied, referring to his dick.

  Nothing else was said, and his lips plastered hungrily to mine, our tongues crashing.

  He took hold of my bra strap, pulling it down until my boobs were exposed. He dipped his head, taking the hard bud into his mouth and sucking.

  Every nerve ending in my body went crazy. I gasped for breath and tilted my head back as he toyed with the nipple. He moved to the left, giving it the exact same treatment. I couldn’t hold myself together, I was going to orgasm just with him teasing my peaks.

  “Ross…Ross,” I cried out breathless.

  “What,” he mumbled, not releasing my nipple.

  “I’m going to come,” I hissed. The room was spinning, and I felt light-headed. I was ready to have the best orgasm I’d ever had.

  He continued to torment my buds, my head moved from one side to the other, each touch, each strike was sending thrills through me.

  “No…god no…” I called out as I reached my peak. I climaxed like never before, never had that happened without even a finger inside me, hell I needed to keep Ross, forever.

  He kissed me on the lips as I recovered slowly before he dipped down kissing my skin, leaving a trail of wet patches. I glanced down at him aware that this was paradise, and I hoped it would never end.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Ross

  My dick was pounding, in agony, holding this erection. I had to get inside her, and now, only the fella had to wait. I had to make this an evening we’d never forget, it was our first time, an expression of our love. I was determined to make it epic, as the first time was always the one talked about, well especially amongst women.

  I slipped down her body, kissing her between her boobs down to her tummy and now hovering above her panties, black lace ones at that, matching the bra she still wore. Her breasts were beautiful like I’d suspected after admiring them most of the evening as she wore a low cut dress.

  Donna came, she orgasmed as I played with her nipples, no woman had ever done that. I guessed she was a booby lady and liked them to be toyed with, well she had the right man, I loved breasts.

  Lying on my tummy, my lower half hanging over the edge of the bed, my face at her pussy. I was eager to get inside her and make my mark, only I had to take this slowly, I kept telling myself. I had to. I hadn’t been here for a while, and Donna was a sensitive woman, who clearly had been pushed in the corner, well not for much longer. She was going to stand proud beside me. Shine like the gem she was.

  I kissed her inner right thigh, fondling and teasing, hearing her gasp. My dick pulsed. I moved to her left thigh, my lip pressed against it to the point she wiggled under my control.

  “Oh God,” she moaned, thrusting her bottom in the air.

  I already knew what I’d find once I remove her panties…a wet glistening pussy. My cock pulsed more.

  “Donna,” I spoke lightly.

  “Mmm,” she groaned.

  “Lift your bottom again,” I commanded her. She did. I took hold of her panties and in one swift move pulled them down, revealing her naked pussy to me, clean-shaven and glistering in her love juices.

  Her legs were in the air as I removed the panties. Once they were gone, her knees dropped to either side of my body, and without hesitation I dove in, licking, sucking and tormenting her nerve endings as she wiggled about frantically. Her moans became more intense as I tasted her love juices, creating more. I slipped my finger inside her as my tongue ignited her clit.

  “No…God no,” sh
e cried out, and the entire body went into a shudder, wave after wave her bottom lifted from the bed.

  I kneeled on the bed, leaning over her kissing her on her lips as her eyes remain shut and her body relaxed. I pressed my dick to her opening. She reached down touching him, sending him jolting in excitement.

  “Would you like something,” I teased in her ear.

  “Hmm,” she mumbled.

  My cock was in line and ready to sink deep into her core. In slow motion, I pushed my cock into her, feeling her muscles tightening around me as I sunk deeper. I kissed her lips, gently as I struggled to hold concentration, my girth sliding deeper into her.

  Locked inside, she squeezed my dick. I held him there, allowing her to adapt and take in the moment.

  “Oh Ross,” she gasped, as I gazed down at her seeing lust and passion in her eyes.

  I pulled out, before pushing back in. I moved in and out, feeling the blood rushing to the tip of my dick, unsure how long I could last. Donna was sensational.

  I was so close, so close to spraying my seed, so close to showing her how much I loved this moment and wanted more, so much more, days, months even years.

  My body violently jerked, and I spasmed withdrawing my cock out covering her pussy in my cum.

  Breathlessly I held her, refusing to move a damn muscle. She’d have to call the police to get me out of her bed. I could take it to court…So why wouldn’t you leave her bed, Mr. Chase? Because I loved her and wanted nothing more than to remain locked inside her, body, heart and soul until eternity.

  Heck, I sounded like Calvin. I suppose that was not a bad thing, but hell, he told me when I found the right woman my world would spin off its axis…and man was he right, my feelings for this woman were that intense.

  We awoke lost in one another’s comfort, holding each other tight.

  Donna moaned and turned over to face me.

  “Fancy some breakfast?” I wagged my brows.

  She reached down between us, finding my erection.

  “Two minutes,” she said and slipped out the bed.

  I watched her sexy naked arse wiggle out of the room and my cock throbbed, yearning to be inside her.

  I’d already been to the bathroom and freshened myself up, pinching a new toothbrush she had in her cupboard. The door opened, and Donna stood there with a towel wrapped around her body, covering her best assets.

  “Hmm, can a man complain? You left naked and came back wearing that… I don’t think so. Lose it, or I chase you.”

  She stood with her hands on her hips.

  “Don’t give me that look lady, or no willy,” I teased her.

  “Hey! That’s not fair,” she grinned.

  “Well, then be a good girl and do what the cock orders,” I laughed.

  “What time do you need to leave?” she asked.

  I glanced at the clock. “We have more than enough time,” I grinned devilishly.

  With that, she turned around and pulled the towel apart wiggling her naughty arse. She turned to cover back up, tormenting me. I realised this was going to be a long day, if only we had more time.

  “You know Christmas might come quicker than this fella,” I said, removing the sheet and showing her my cock. “You have ten seconds or…”

  With that, she dropped the towel and raced onto the bed straddling me.

  “See, just need to know how to work your girl,” I teased.

  “You’re so bad,” she giggled as she lowered herself onto me.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Donna

  Ross insisted that I come with him for the big move. Once the van was loaded, we drove to the new house and watched as the moving company started unloading. Ross ordered people about ensuring that they put the boxes in the right rooms. He’d even labelled them; he was so organised.

  The removal company left, and we took a drive to the nearest pub to grab some food.

  Ross sat opposite me, holding my hand, and not taking his eyes off me. I was definitely not used to this kind of attention and revelled in it.

  “I need to get the bed sorted when we get back,” his voice husky.

  “Is that right?”

  “Well we need to christen the bedroom,” he winked.

  I smiled. I was so in love with him.

  He made me giggle, smile and shine in ways I had never experienced before.

  I couldn’t take my eyes off him, I felt like some pathetic lovesick puppy who was begging for its bone.

  Back at the house, the only thing on Ross’s dirty mind was the bed, he had me passing him screwdrivers, nuts and bolts. He placed the mattress down then ripped open a cream duvet set with lace embroidery, dressing the bed in it. By the smell, I could tell it was freshly washed.

  He caught his breath staring at the bed, before turning toward me, and falling backwards, laying there for a few minutes in utter silence.

  “I need my girl, now,” he said, not even opening his eyes, but his dirty grin told me all I needed to know.

  “Is that so?”

  He patted the bed.

  I joined him in bed. I straddle across his middle, his eyes beckoning me. I reached for the bottom of my vest top, pulling it up and over my head, revealing my lace bra. He watched my every move.

  “You’re so goddamn beautiful Donna,” he told me, resting his hand on my cheek and chin. I tilted my head to enjoy the caress. “I want you to know that I’ve never felt this way about anyone, you’re so special,” he informed me.

  “Am I allowed to say the feeling is mutual?” I asked as I ran my fingers against his lips.

  “You can say whatever you want. Does that mean I’ve passed all your tests?”

  “You sure have.”

  “Ross…Ross…” I heard. The voice came from downstairs. Ross sat up, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist.

  “Mum, great timing, as always,” he said as I looked at him. He pouted his lips, and we kissed before I climbed off him and off as he headed down to see his mum.

  I joined them and made cups of tea and coffee while he showed his parents around the stunning cottage. It felt surreal standing here in his kitchen, everything about this whole experience felt like that.

  Ross stayed the weekend at my house. We travelled back and forth, sorting through boxes, making the house more homely for him. It was so stunning, elegant and perfect. I just couldn’t imagine a young child with chocolate-covered fingers living there, but I suppose I was getting ahead of myself.

  “I hate that we both have work today?” I complained while Ross got dressed in his suit. “When can I see you again?” I asked, desperate to see him tonight.

  He turned to me. “Maybe tomorrow. I have tonnes to do, sorting the house, work, it never ends,” he said, approaching me and cupping my cheeks to tilt my head back and kiss my lips.

  I had to give him space and allow him to settle into his new home, even if I wanted to share it all with him.

  I was tempted to ring parents, telling them I'm sick and make Ross do the same, but I knew that would not be wise, not this early in our relationship, we still had so much to learn about each other. I decided to pass the time with questions.

  “What’s your favourite colour?” I asked as I stood in the bedroom doorway, admiring him.

  “Silver.”

  “Favourite music?” I asked.

  “Gosh, hard question, I like rock, opera, dance, it depends on my mood,” he told me, putting on his tie.

  “Film?”

  “Action thrillers, real-life stuff.” He turned to me, “Are you trying to suss me out?”

  “Yeah…can you tell?” I grinned.

  “Well, let’s take our time, we have a lifetime.”

  I stepped toward him, licking my lips. “I hope so, I don’t want you getting bored of me too quickly,” I added.

  With that, he kissed me. “Never woman, so shut up about that.”

  I looked into his eyes and the truth in them, made me smile. I heard a thump at the door, follo
wed by a tiny knock, guessing one of the children had arrived.

  I raced downstairs to let them enter and nearly flipped when I saw Sophie and Kacey. She was early. I figured he’d at least be gone by the time she arrived, hoping to avoid the interrogation.

  “Hi,” I greeted, my surprise evident.

  “Hey,” Sophie smiled but quirked a brow. “You ok?”

  “Yeah, of course, all good,” I said, stepping back and widening the door for them to enter.

  I thought of Ross upstairs and what I’d have to endure if he were to come downstairs right now… oh crap. I’d have some explaining to do.

  “Right,” I heard his voice. Sophie turned to me, and I grinned and then he appeared. “Sophie, hey, hello Kacey,” he said bending down to give the little girl a kiss. “How’s the princess?” he asked.

  “Is the bathroom sorted?” I asked him, and he stared at me unsure…

  “Oh yeah, all sorted. Right, I’d better be going. Bye Soph,” he said kissing her on the cheek, leaving me somewhat jealous. “uhm…take care, Donna.” He said waving at me. I guess I was to blame with the whole bathroom comment.

  Sophie and Kacey disappeared into the house.

  Ross hightailed, and when I peeked out the front door, he was walking back to the car, blowing me kisses, making me smile. He made a hand gesture that he’d call me. My heart melted. He really was perfect.

  I spun around and nearly jumped, finding Sophie almost on my shoulder, staring over me.

  “The bathroom huh…it’s a forty-minute drive from York, really Donna?” Sophie tilted her head to the side and gave me those ‘I don’t believe your eyes’.

  I swallowed and went through to the kitchen where Ross’s mug sat on the side. I sighed, wishing the weekend could be redone. I was besotted, crazy in love, nuts for him, and I wanted him back here in my bed.

  “Care to explain?” Sophie said.

  I turned to her. Kacey had her favourite doll in her arm and held Sophie’s hand.

  “You’re glowing,” I mentioned.

  “Yeah, and you’re attempting to avoid the issue here,” she said. “Kacey, you go and play, princess.”