by Terra Wolf
“Holy hell, you’re breath-taking.”
I moaned at his words while my pussy dripped onto his hand, and I heard his belt buckle coming undone before the fabric of his pants slid down his legs. I wanted to feel him inside of me, filling me with the massive cock I’d had between my lips the first time I’d been with him. My knees gave way while the burning fire raged behind my pelvis, but just as I approached my end he drew his fingers away from my skin.
“No. Please, Abraham,” I breathed.
I felt his dick slip between my pussy folds, coating himself in my juices before he ran his dripping tip up my ass crack. He slowly slid two fingers in my pussy while his thumb graced my clit, but the moment I felt the tip of his cock at my asshole, I tensed.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
“I-”
I’d never done something like this before. I’d never experienced any sort of anal play, and I was frightened. His cock was massive, and I knew it would hurt, but the moment his thumb circled my clit I felt myself relax.
“Is this alright?” he asked.
And all I could do was nod. Something inside me trusted him. Maybe I wanted him. Maybe it was nothing but lust. But, something inside me yielded to him. Wanted him inside me, no matter where he was.
He pressed the head of his cock into me and I groaned. The pain wafted up my back just before he circled my clit, and all of a sudden the pain turned to pleasure. He inched in again, repeating his salacious pattern until his cock was buried into my asshole. He groaned, biting down into my shoulder while my body adjusted to him, then I did the one thing I never thought I would be able to do with him.
I bucked back into his hips.
He slowly drew out before he slid back in, and my entire body quaked at his movements. His thumb worked my clit, causing my asshole to flutter around his raging dick while his tongue traced designs on my back. I reached back, capturing his soft hair between my fingertips while his thrusts slowly escalated, and by the time he was pounding into me I was crying out for more.
“Yes. Abraham. Fill me up. Oh, oh shit. Please. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. I’m so close. Please, let me cum.”
I’d lost all control of my body to him. His teeth marked my back and his fingers filled my pussy. His thumb hit every single spot of my clit at once while his dick pulsed against the walls of my ass. I laid my cheek into his desk, feeling my tits bounce against the cool wood, and the moment I started to feel that burn again in my hips I started bucking back into him.
My pussy juices were slathering his hand while his balls smacked my legs. My ass jiggled at his assault while his groans were captured by the skin of my back. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as skin snapping against skin filled the room, and suddenly I was tossed off the edge of a cliff as I spread my arms out and gripped the edges of his desk.
“Holy shit, Abraham. Yes. Holy fuck,” I breathed.
My asshole fluttered around him and I felt his hips stutter. He inched his fingers out from between my legs before he slid both his hands down my arms, our fingers interlocking as he sheathed himself in my ass one last time. All at once, he bit into my neck as his dick pumped me full, his hot cum spilling from my asshole and dripping down my leg while his body shook with the force of his orgasm.
The two of us laid there, bent over his desk while we heaved air into our lungs.
And then, I heard those incredible words tumble from his lips again that made the entire evening worth it.
“You’re beautiful, Summer.”
The smile on my face could’ve lit up the entire city block.
12
ABRAHAM
I knew she thought I was done. While we laid there, connected by her ass against my desk, I could feel her body relax underneath mine. She thought that was it. That’d I’d simply blindfold her, take what was mine, and expect her to leave.
But, I was only just beginning.
I reached over her body and placed my fingertips in a glass of water I had on my desk. I plucked an ice cube from the bottom before I laid it between her shoulder blades. Her body clenched, her ass putting my cock in a vice grip, and I groaned before I clamped my teeth around the ice cube. Slowly-- torturously-- I slid it around her skin. I watched the dribbles of water fall off the sides of her luscious body as she began to tremble again. I could barely contain the roar of my bear as her body tensed beneath us.
She wanted me in ways she probably would never admit, and I wanted to pull one more orgasm from her before she came home with me.
I slid the ice cube down her back before I watched it pool in her natural arch. The small of her back curved deeply, as if it were simply waiting for my body to round it out from behind. I raised up, slowly pulling my cock from between her ass cheeks, and I began to take off the rest of my clothes while the ice cube melted upon her skin.
She shivered, her skin puckering at the cold sensations before I dipped my lips to her skin and sucked up the water her warmth had created. The way she breathed my name was worth it just to have her here, but the way she shook for me was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Most women were over the top or too quiet-- either way, it wasn’t for me. Her sounds were simply hers. She wanted you to know she enjoyed everything, but she wasn’t going to give you anything you couldn’t pull from her.
And I was addicted to it.
I slowly helped her up off the desk before I turned her around. I wrapped my arms around her and helped her jump, sitting her on the edge of my desk while she remained blindfolded. I smoothed her long, dark hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear while her legs were spread wide for me. Her pussy glistened so well for me-- begging my tongue to be right there with it.
So, at my bear’s request I decided to give her just that.
I planted small kisses in the crook of her neck while her hands raked through my hair. Her beautiful tits pressed against the swell of my strong chest as her fingertips traced the thick muscles of my back. I dragged my lips down her chest, taking each nipple between my teeth as her head dropped back in pleasure.
“Yes, Abraham,” she whispered. “Just like that.”
By the time I was done with her perfect, perky tits, they were red from my suction. My lips traveled down her body as her skin puckered with every kiss I planted, and all I could do was smirk into her skin. I looked up at her smile, and I kissed all the way down her body before her tune changed again.
Soon, her smile dropped into a jaw that unhinged as my tongue slowly licked her folds. I gulped her juices down, cleaning her pussy lips before my tongue snaked between them. I wanted to taste her salted honey fluids right from the source. I wanted to drink from her fountain of youth until my appetite was satiated.
I shoved my tongue deep into her pussy, raking them along her walls as they fluttered around the intrusion. I hit my knees before I wrapped my hand around my dick, slowly pumping it as I pumped her pussy full of my tongue.
“Yes, Abraham. Oh, fuck. Don’t stop.”
Her hands curled into the tendrils of my hair and pulled me deeper into her body. My tongue scooped up her pussy and found that beautiful clit, and the moment I hit it her body jumped. I tightened my grip around my cock, pumping a little faster while I swirled my tongue around her swollen bud.
By the time I was done with her, she would be speechless.
Round and round I went, pulling whimpers and groans from her throat as my balls began to hang low again. I could feel them filling up with cum for her while her long legs wrapped around my head. I could feel them dangling, begging for release as the tip of my dick began to leak with pleasure. Her juices were flowing down my chin while my mouth made a meal of her beautiful silken skin, and just as I pressed my tongue into her clit I felt her legs begin to contract.
She was close, and I wanted to cum again with her.
I pumped my dick faster and faster while she laid back onto her free hand. She bucked into me, rolling her hips into my face as I felt my balls curl into my body. Her l
egs quaked, and her juices flowed as I looked up into her face, and the moment her jaw unhinged, and her chest began to heave I knew it was happening.
She was orgasming, and she was speechless.
I felt my cock release its thick streams of cum against my desk, my hand pumping while her body shook around my head. I sucked her clit between my lips and hung on for the ride, watching her every move as a sheen of sweat began to gather on her beautiful tits. Summer was an absolute vision, with those puckered red lips and her body flushed with her orgasms.
I collapsed against the desk just as her back hit the top of it.
“Oh, Abraham.” The whisper was so breathless I almost didn’t catch it. I panted, trying desperately to catch my breath while my bear roared loudly with pride. I kissed the skin of her legs I could reach, feeling her jump with every touch of my lips, and I couldn’t help but smirk.
“Come home with me, Summer,” I said, panting. “Let me hold you tonight.”
And a smile crossed my face when I heard her whisper a breathless ‘okay’.
13
ABRAHAM
I helped her clothe herself before I whisked her away back to my apartment. The entire car ride over, she slept curled up into the crook of my arm. Her long legs were curled across my lap, like her body was magnetizing itself to me. I could feel her steady breath in the crook of my neck while her lips settled onto the collar of my shirt, forever painting it with the vivacious red I saw in my dreams.
She was intoxicating. My bear was enthralled by her more than he had ever been by a woman before, and I had no idea why.
Did she realize that I’m a shifter? Most people know of the Shyft Johnsons, and the shifter identity comes with that. But we never confirmed things publicly. And Summer didn’t recognize me at first glance and didn’t seem overly impressed by my status. Bears were less elusive than they used to be, and the public was still far from accepting of our kind. What would Summer think if she knew?
I silenced the spiraling thoughts in my head and carried her in my arms up to my apartment. It spanned the entire floor of the building and was covered in white and light gray. There were floor-to-ceiling windows in the main room that overlooked the entire city, but the infinity pool that hung off the side was my favorite amenity. I was hoping she would wake up in my arms, so I could immerse her in a hot bubble bath, just the two of us. I wanted to soap her up in my luxurious stone bathtub before wrapping her body in one of my plush light gray bath towels.
I wanted to curl up on my suede couch with her while the temperature-controlled hardwood floors kept us comfortable. I wanted us to watch the sun rise and set, painting and blanketing the city while I watched her red lips paint every single coffee cup of mine in the color only she owned.
The thought crept up again; would she have me if she knew?
I settled her down into my California king-sized mattress, so her body could spread out on my white satin sheets. I removed her shoes and worked her out of her work outfit and tossed it to the side. It would need to be cleaned after the debauchery we shared in my office. I covered her body with a sheet that contrasted the color of her lips, then I slipped out of my clothes and hung my suit back up. I pulled back the curtains, so the sunlight would awaken us in the morning, then I slipped in next to her and hunkered down for the night.
All night, she pressed herself into me. If I moved my legs, her leg somehow found its way between my thighs. If I moved my chest, her head somehow found a way to sprawl her dark hair against it. If my head turned, her lips always found a way to connect with my jaw as I felt her light breaths cover my skin. It was hard sleeping next to her, for no other reason than my bear grumbled all night for this woman. She was all legs and beautiful red lips with hair like my mahogany desk, revved up my body in ways no other woman had before.
And trust me, I’d had many in my lifetime.
I finally drifted off to sleep while thoughts of her rained down upon my unconscious mind. Salacious thoughts of all the ways I wanted to take her flooded my senses, and when I woke up I could’ve sworn I smelled her wafting from the sheets. She was snoring lightly against my chest with her arms tucked around me, and for a split second I studied how the sunlight ricocheted off her hazy features. Her skin seemed to glisten, like the quiet ocean being caressed by the sun, and I planted a small kiss to her forehead before I slipped out of bed.
I laid a plush robe at the foot of the bed before I wrapped myself in mine, then I ventured over to my phone. I was going to have the restaurant downstairs whip us up something for breakfast and bring it up, and I was hoping she would stay asleep long enough, so I could surprise her with it.
I went into the bathroom and splashed some water in my face. Our eggs, pancakes, bacon, and coffee would soon be arriving, and Summer was still sound asleep. Her legs were tangled up in the sheets and her beautiful ass was staring up at the ceiling. There was still a hint of red, still swollen from where I’d taken her the night before. Part of me wanted to run my tongue across it and savor the work of art I’d created, but I was pulled from my thoughts when I heard someone knock on my door.
“Breakfast for Mr. Johnson,” the voice said.
I went over and tipped the man before I rolled the breakfast plates into the room. The smells of fresh coffee and bacon began to stir her, and when she leaned up off the bed her tits went tumbling down her body. She was a vision to behold. A vision of milky white skin and soft curves. Of lipstick lightly smeared and hair mussed from the sweat of our escapades. She was written poetry in motion, encased in a body I never wanted to pull my dick from.
“Morning,” she said.
“Good morning. I’ve got breakfast, and there’s a robe at the edge of the bed if you’d like to cover up. Though, if you’re not concerned about it, then I don’t mind the view.”
She snickered before shaking her head, then she plucked the robe from the bed. She stood up, her long legs slipping from underneath the covers, and I got a sunlit glimpse of the body I’d been salivating over for days. She wrapped it in the plush robe before she sighed, then I carried her tray of breakfast over to her just as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
“I took the liberty of ordering us some breakfast. I figured you might need the energy boost.”
“That’s very kind of you, thank you,” she said. I saw her look around the room and clock the light gray crown molding. Her eyes gazed out the window as I tucked myself next to her, my tray of breakfast in my lap while she continued to survey the scenery around her. She took in the white furniture that was garnished with sterling silver accents. She ran her eyes around the light gray walls that shimmered with the bright white lights of my home. She ran her hands over the plush white robe just before she grabbed her coffee mug I’d sat in her lap, and when she turned her eyes back to me all I could do was smile.
“Enjoying the view?” I asked.
“This place is extravagant,” she said.
“It is. It’s one of the reasons I enjoy it.”
“Do you design things this extravagantly all the time?” she asked.
“Nope. I save the extravagance for myself. Most people enjoy practical. Practical and minimal is very ‘in’ right now with decorating. But, not for me. I’m someone who enjoys boasting.”
“This, I already figured,” she said, smirking.
“Do you have any plans for the day?” I asked.
“Nope. Today’s a rare day I have off from both of my jobs.”
“A hard-working woman. I can get behind that,” I said.
“You did that last night,” she said, grinning.
I panned my gaze over to her and watched her take a bite of her bacon. Her eyes sparkled with mystery while her grin flashed a hint of mischievousness. I raked my eyes down her body, noticing the way she began turning herself towards me. I saw the skin of her chest flushing underneath my gaze, but the moment I went to go remove her tray from her lap my phone began to ring.
I groaned before I plucked it from
my nightstand, my bear growling in objection. She continued to indulge in her breakfast, moaning every so often with how the food simply melted upon her tongue. I looked at the call and saw it was Daniel, and I decided to click the ringer off and go back to the main event.
Whatever he had to say could be said to my voicemail.
“Enjoying breakfast?” I asked.
“Very much so. It’s delectable,” she said.
“Just like you.”
“Aren’t you going to eat anything?” she asked.
“Maybe later,” I said as I took a bite of my eggs.
The two of us finished our breakfast and I plucked the tray from her lap. I wheeled the dirty dishes out to the elevator and sent them down to the main floor, then I turned around to head back to my room.
But, as I rounded the corner and back down the hallway, I saw Summer standing there.
Naked.
With her robe gathered at her feet.
“Summer,” I said. “You look ravishing painted in that milky skin.”
“Why don’t you come take a bite out of it, then?” she asked.
For once, my bear was speechless.
14
SUMMER
I watched him drop his robe to the floor and it gave me a chance to survey his body. His tanned skin was pulled taut along every single muscle his body had to boast of while his cock grew between his legs. His arms were throbbing, veins bulging from his forearms while his eyes took me in. I shook underneath his gaze while I took deep breaths as I tried to steady my body.
I wanted to take the initiative. I wanted him to know that I enjoyed his body as much as he enjoyed mine. I wanted to look at him while the sun streamed in through the massive windows of his home. I wanted to see his naked body backdropped with the white and gray extravagance of his home. I wanted to envision where I would rake my fingernails, so I could mark his body like I knew he’d marked mine.