by Roxanne Lee
Hands grabbed at the fastening to my bra and I leaned forward, rubbing my chest against his, giving him more room to manoeuvre. The need became a clawing thing, something that took over my self control and begged for his touches as if I were starving. I replied to every caress with a moan that forced it's way out, gave voice to the being that possessed my body and made it ravenous in its emergence. I clung to his shoulders as he moved his hands, large paws that covered each breast with scalding heat and puckered nipples that stood out in their urgency. I sank further down his body, desperate to feel his desire on any part of me as those hands kneaded and squeezed, playing a symphony with my arousal. He groaned loudly when I sat heavily, grinding and wiggling until I could feel the shape distorting his trousers. The animal's heat had triggered a new confidence I was eager to explore.
He kicked the door open to the bedroom and I slid down his body, a riot of electric sparkles shot a thrill over skin sizzling at the contact. His trousers were a barrier I had no need of any more, I wanted nothing between us and I made an urgent grab for the fastening. Black eyes heavy and dilated ran their gaze over every inch of me, I struggled with the buttons under his hunger, so consuming it was hard to remove my eyes from his.
Carver's hands replaced mine and his buttons flew to the floor, snapped and broken in his haste. A sheepish grin twisted his mouth and my yearning became fevered at the sight. The animal pressed and shifted inside me, pushed her body within my own wanting to rub up and down the man in front of me, spreading her scent over every inch of exposed skin. My eyes flew to his groin as he dropped his trousers, revealing the heavy cock pushing to be free. I blew out a stuttered breath and winced a little, even my manic longing became wary at the size. A hand cupped my cheek and tugged my face to meet his.
"Hey...it'll be fine. This is all about you cherry okay?"
Husky tones that built dampened lust, I forgot any doubt when he pulled me in under his spell, kisses that drugged and enslaved, clouded hesitation with a passionate fog. I squirmed against his chest, pulled into another heated embrace that caused all my attention to focus on the one part of his anatomy prodding thickly at my stomach. Liquid heat leaked on my skin, a trail of glistening desire that marked it's path as his shaft twitched and jumped, making his own cravings known. I felt those muscular arms lift me again, as if I weighed nothing. There was something primal about the ease with which he carried me, something masculine to my feminine.
He placed me gently on the bed kissing and licking paths down my neck, running hands up my stomach, meeting with his mouth at my breasts. I heaved breaths as he took hardened peaks into his mouth, tasting and caressing, a suctioning pressure when he closed lips over the tips, growling and vibrating his pleasure. I writhed beneath him, lost in my own hedonistic world, my body begging for what my voice could not.
His tongue made a cooling path down my stomach, a trail of slickness that chilled my heated skin and bowed my back to meet his lips. My underwear was lost in the kindling arousal, his mouth touched the crease of my thigh and hot breath blew shivers across my skin. A rush of liquid followed his attentions, cherry scented arousal that had him snarling deep and rubbing his nose against my entrance, pulling deep breaths and rolling his eyes backwards in utter reverence.
His arms hooked around my hips and pulled me to his wanting mouth, a probing tongue finding a sweet treat, licking it's way around my core, lapping at constant liquid release that flowed for his every touch. He groaned at my entrance, tightening his iron grip around my hips, pushing his face further into me. Every movement shook my legs, every probing lick tightened my stomach, I squirmed around his hold grabbing tightly onto the sheets already misplaced from my frantic breaths and writhing figure. Sweat beaded at my pores, my muscles locked and held, a pure moment of frozen time as I waited for the jump, the perfect leap before the fall. His lips locked around my pulsing hood, I felt a beat of heart that pounded, a rush of fire that scorched flames throughout my cervix before dousing itself in flowing fluid. I gasped a breath and held it, released a moment later. My body trembled and clenched, a cry forced it's way out of my mouth as I fell, rushing head first towards the ground, free falling into bliss.
It seemed like hours, the seconds it took to stop rolling my hips around in sweet agony. His tongue continued its path, retrieving every drop of desire he'd produced. I made small sounds of protest until he reluctantly released me, too sensitive to allow much more of his ardent searching. I lay limply in contentment, a lazy stretch that was cat-like in its proud grace, left my arms above my head, revelling in sated pleasure. Butterfly kisses tickled their way up my stomach and his heavy weight rested lightly over my softening figure, igniting flames that had dimmed to embers.
His satisfied, pleased grin was smug as it took over his face, eyes lighting in sparkling happiness. He nuzzled his way into my neck, breathing hotly over my ear.
"Ready for more?"
I wiggled against his insistent arousal, rubbing sensitive flesh over hard steel. "Hmm." I hummed lazily, running my hands over his wide shoulders and muscled back. He chuckled against my ear, nuzzling further and groaning as he prodded lightly against my entrance. I gasped slightly and flinched at the remembered size, curling my hands into fists on his back.
His prodding stilled, kisses left my ear and followed my jawline, turning my head unconsciously to meet his mouth. I sank once more into the taste of him, relaxing into the drug that fed my addiction. My brain wavered and spun as I found myself flipped around and sat on his thighs as he lay on his back grinning up at me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me over his cock, rolling my hips over velvet skin.
"Take what you want, cherry."
I smiled at him, happy with my choice. A man that understood me, that didn't need an essay to know what troubled me, only subtle clues that he acknowledged. I rolled my hips, sitting heavily on the shaft that twitched beneath my slit, I coated his pulsing cock in liquid heat, creating slickness for his entrance, revving my arousal higher at every grunt that left his mouth.
I slipped my hand around him, guiding him, controlling his girth and length, allowing him entrance only on my command. I watched his face, entranced by the emotion he had no problem with showing clearly. The need, the fevered craving...the love.
I put the tip inside me, one inch of the ten he was blessed with. His hands clenched around my hips, muscles contracting and holding, bracing himself to not move while I tortured him. I sank slowly, rising and falling in incremental movements, a steady progress in my determination to swallow him, envelope the cock that stretched and invaded with some kind of blissful burn. I stopped to take a breath and smiled at his closed eyes, clenched in concentration and a bewitching kind of lust. My confidence grew and flourished, became never ending in the open appreciation he freely offered. I felt sexy...and I loved that feeling.
I sank further, my own lubrication easing the way, allowing him to hit the end of my entrance, full to bursting and able to feel every point of contact. I heard his rush of breath released, I squeezed around his cock unable to fight the automatic reaction to his invasion. He grunted out harshly.
"Fuck."
The pressure became less invading and more a seamless melding of spirit and skin, a perfect bonding of souls. The need to move overcame any hesitation and I slowly rocked above him. The first surge caused wonder to fill me, a shocked kind of new discovery, I felt only building pleasure and rocked harder with every new wave, building higher so quickly I only knew the craving to continue. Carver groaned beneath me, hands leaving my hips to cup my breasts, causing my chest to push forward and great his palms, eager in their need to feel his touch. His eyes flickered open and caught my gaze, locked on deep pits of ebony that pulled me in and held my attention like nothing else.
"You okay?" Gravel scrapped over skin asked for my approval.
I nodded and panted back at him, my voice lost to divine pleasure. He surged forward to catch my breath in his mouth, flipping us over again as he took control. H
is arm hooked one leg over his bicep, opening me fully for his thrusts. I forgot to breathe as he hit a spot high within me, a connection that sparked and lit, started the flames that would push me over that ledge again, one that was building harder and more fiercely than previously.
I lost myself in the motion, a wave of surfing oceans that surged and receded, building higher and faster swells at each push. I felt the heat grow, take over my skin and muscles, tense in anticipation and glistening in their work. I moaned and sank my hands into Carver's hair, pulling him towards me and begging for more. His lips whispered softly on mine, our breaths mixing in our shared pleasure.
"With me, cherry...so close."
I clenched around him, forcing his hips to return the favour, pounding against my thighs until that repetitive burn surged and held, catching me in its thrall, clasping around his cock and holding so tight a grip I screamed my rapture to the ceiling. I fell once more, a flying leap off that cliff, suspended in mid air in torturous euphoria for seconds that seemed unending. My weightlessness left me to gravity and I plunged hard, my stomach dropping with the force, my limbs heavy from clenched muscles. I shook around him, crashing monumentally to the ground, quivering in wonder once more.
His groans filled my ears, a slow pumping replaced the eager pounding, filling me with his essence, bathing me in parts of him.
I stilled in sated heaven, glittering lights of stars at night filled my blurred vision and stole my uneven breath. I lay in awe as his weight settled above me, twining my legs around his hips, holding onto the new pleasure I'd discovered. His husky pants in my ear shivered over my neck, quivered as I wrapped myself around him. He nudged my neck to the side and lay a kiss on my skin wet with the aftermath of ecstasy.
"You're so beautiful."
The End