by S Cinders
Gregory was on me in an instant, the bed moaning from his added weight. He had me trapped beneath him.
“I woke up needing you so fucking bad that I dared not touch you, you little spitfire. I was trying to respect you. And then you lit out of there like a bat out of hell. Not want you? What rubbish!”
Then he smashed his hot mouth against mine. Forcing my tongue to glide against his and I immediately went to battle. The kiss was fierce, neither one of us wanting to give up dominance.
Gregory wasn’t holding back, and I loved it.
My lips felt deliciously bruised as his mouth moved to kiss my cheeks, forehead, and eyelids.
“There is never a moment when I don’t want you, Lin. Don’t ever doubt that!”
His lips crashed down onto mine again, sweeping me away into a place that I never wanted to leave.
“As for feeling dirty, every touch, every sigh, every moan from your lips is a gift that I will always treasure. Don’t for a moment degrade what we have.”
I placed a finger on his lips, stopping him from kissing me again.
“What do we have?” my voice trembled with uncertainty.
“I love you, Glinda. I have loved you my entire life, and that will never change. I don’t know what the future holds. Perhaps I can abdicate my crown.”
“No!” I pushed him off of me in horror. “You will not give up your crown!”
“If it means having you in my life every day, it is worth it,” Gregory’s eyes bore into mine. “You, Lin, are worth it.”
CHAPTER 37 - PART 3 – Glinda
“I don’t want to rule Oz!”
The biggest secret that I had been hiding from everyone came barreling out.
“Gregory, you can’t give up your crown, not for me.”
He cupped my face tenderly, “You are just saying that, Lin. And I love you for it.”
“No,” I said firmly, “I’m not. I know that people will think I am crazy, but I have three sisters that all want this. I don’t. I want you. I want to be able to go to sleep wrapped in your arms, and to wake up with you still there. I want to make love to you any damn place I want to, and not worry about my kingdom. Sapphire City feels like home to me because you are there. You cannot change my mind about this.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?” his voice was quiet.
I bit my lip, “I didn’t want you to be ashamed of me. You have always lifted me up when I felt that I wasn’t good enough. I worried that you would think I was a quitter or that maybe my sisters are right, and I am just too flighty.”
Gregory tightened his hold on my body, “Oh, Lin, I wish that you could see yourself through my eyes. I could never be disappointed in you. I only want to support you in your dreams, but I can’t do that if you won’t tell me what they are.”
“You,” I whispered against his lips, “You are my dream.”
Gregory’s eyes darkened, “And you are mine.”
I reached above me to tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling his head down for another kiss. He tasted of sunshine and passion, but most importantly—love. I couldn’t get enough of it.
He groaned as my tongue swept into his mouth tangling with his. I felt emboldened and slid my hands down to his shoulders feeling their strength. From there, I ran my fingertips over his broad back.
His skin tensed with the contact and what had been an exploratory kiss dramatically changed into one of heat and passion.
His hands were everywhere, and my body was singing. He broke contact with my mouth for just a moment to pull his shirt over his head. I gasped at the raw masculinity of him.
He yanked my shirt off, and I unsnapped my bra. My breasts bounced as I pulled the material from my body.
“You have incredible tits,” he groaned squeezing them together and flicked the large areola with the pad of his finger. My nipples began to tighten even further. I felt a distinct pleasure at watching his long-tapered fingers manipulate my body.
His hands left my breasts, and I wanted to cry out, but stopped when he began unbuttoning my pants. In one swoop he pulled them and my panties off. I hissed as the material swept down my body.
He went to the buckle of his jeans and I pushed up on my elbow to watch him.
Gregory actually blushed.
I raised a brow, “What? No dance?”
His blush deepened, “You want a show?”
My eyes sparkled, “Absolutely!”
He turned his back and began to sway his sexy ass hips from side to side. It was almost mesmerizing to watch. Then taking a belt loop at a time, he removed his belt and held it to the side.
“Turn around,” I hooted, “I want more!”
The smirk on his face as he turned, had me in stitches. He loved this as much as I did.
He slid the button from the hole and raised a brow.
I hooted, “Take it all off!”
Gregory’s grin widened, “You are awfully versed in what to say to a stripper.”
I threw my head back with a burst of giggles, “I have never been! I swear it, but I do own a television.”
He shook his head, “I don’t know what I am going to do with this naughty little girl.”
I leaned forward, “More dancing, less talking.”
He shook his head at my foolishness and began to gyrate his hips in my direction. The giggles kept escaping as he wiggled his eyebrows at me. I didn’t know if this was normal for sex, but I was having a blast.
He undid the zipper a little further, and the shameless man was not wearing underwear!
I could see the base of his thick cock and my eyes widened. There was heat in the pit of my belly. Suddenly it didn’t seem as funny anymore. My core clenched as he inched the zipper lower, showing more of his length.
I couldn’t help but gasp when he slipped his jeans over his hips, and that magnificent cock sprang up against his abs.
Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I spread my thighs and beckoned him forward.
Gregory kicked off his remaining clothes and walked to where I was sitting. My hands itched to touch him, but I wasn’t sure if that was okay.
Gently, he picked up my hand and wrapped it around his length. I gasped at the sheer heat that was radiating from it.
“It’s like velvet over steel,” I whispered. Trailing my fingers along his swollen girth, I listened for every hitch in his breathing.
He liked when I rubbed that tiny spot on the back of his cock near the head. A bead a white milky substance appeared, and I automatically leaned over to lick it off.
“Fuck!” Gregory hissed, jutting his hips forward.
“Was that wrong?” I asked timidly.
“So fucking right,” he growled.
He was using those naughty words that I loved. My hand went down to cup his heavy balls, feeling their weight.
Gregory was panting above me, and his hands went to steady himself on my shoulders.
I licked the head again, and he growled, “More.”
I liked having this control over him. Taking the base of his dick in my hands, I licked and sucked at him as if he were my favorite treat and I was starving.
Gregory let loose a string of curses that would make any sailor blush. I took more of him into my mouth. Feeling his heat on my tongue and I tasted every inch of him.
All too soon he was pulling himself free.
“Stop,” he pushed me back onto the bed and kissed me voraciously. I knew that he had to taste himself on my tongue and that only made my pussy wetter.
My legs were already spread so with him lying on top of me, I could feel his length against the inside of my thigh.
I wanted him.
Grabbing his ass, I tried to tug Gregory where I wanted him to be.
He laughed against my lips, “Impatient, love?”
I thrust my hips up and felt his length rub against my clit.
“Ah,” I cried out, my eyes rolling backward.
He leaned on one elbow and took his dick int
o his hand. Then he stroked my pussy with it. Spreading my juices around and circling my clit until I was a mess of want and need.
Just when I couldn’t stand it a moment longer, he placed it at my entrance.
“Are you sure?”
I knew that neither of us had done this before and that it might be terrible. But I wanted to have this relationship with Gregory. I wanted the world with him.
“Please,” I arched my back trying to bring him closer.
The head slipped inside, and we both moaned at the intense sensation.
Moving slowly, he eased into my pussy. It felt strange and tight.
I wasn’t sure I liked it.
“Can you move or something?” I couldn’t breathe.
“Fuck, Lin, you are so tight. I don’t want to hurt you!”
“Just do it,” I choked out.
Gregory pushed himself forward, breaking that thin piece of skin and filling me to the hilt.
I cried out, feeling the intense burning.
His jaw was gritted tightly as he pulled back and thrust in again.
I take it back. I don’t like sex.
He pulled back again, this time I lifted my knees to try and find a better angle. Anything to ease the tension.
This time his thrust sent a zing of pleasure up my spine.
I lifted my hips and met his thrust.
“Shit,” he moaned as my pussy clenched around him.
That felt good.
I grabbed his ass again, trying to find the right rhythm and once we had it, all of the discomforts washed away.
I felt every ridge and bump of his massive cock as it slammed into me. I squeezed his ass cheeks grinding my pussy against his dick. His movements became disjointed, he was thrusting now for all he was worth, and I hung in there for every last pump of his hips.
My eyes rolled back, and my body contracted as my orgasm washed over me. Gregory called out my name and emptied himself inside of my pulsing core.
It was glorious and messy. I had never imagined that I would be so sweaty or sedated.
It wasn’t until I was nestled underneath his arm with my head on his chest that I realized.
“Gregory, we didn’t use a condom! What if I get pregnant?”
His arms tightened around me, “Then, I hope it is a girl, with your eyes.”
My heart tightened, “I love you,” the whispered words covered us like a blanket.
“I love you, more,” he replied huskily, kissing the top of my head.
CHAPTER 38 - PART 3 – Glinda
It wasn’t the best night's sleep that I had ever had. The rain started sometime past midnight, pounding on the old tin roof. And the blanket we had on the bed was not sufficient to keep us warm.
These issues notwithstanding, sharing a single bed with a large man was a distinct challenge. If it hadn’t of been so cold, I might have laid straight on the floor.
And to make matters worse, Gregory slept through all of it. With a gentle snore and an angelic face, he found the rest that I had desperately been searching for.
“Umm,” he murmured, pulling my body on top of his. “Good morning, Princess.”
I was stiff as a board, “No, there is nothing good about this day.”
I saw his eyes flutter open and my stomach twisted in that familiar way. Why did the man have to be so blasted handsome?
“Didn’t you sleep well?” the innocence in his voice grated on my already frayed nerves.
“No, Gregory, I did not.”
His lips twitched, “Someone is not a morning person.”
“Someone had better stop making observations, or my sisters will seem like child’s play when I am finished with them.”
His blue eyes danced with mischief, “Perhaps you need a little special attention.”
“I need eight to ten hours sleep, in my bed!”
Okay, maybe I was grouchy and unreasonable.
His large hands landed on my ass and began to caress the globes.
I bit back a moan. I wasn’t in the mood for this—was I?
When he began kissing my neck, I shuddered and tilted my head to give him better access.
It was the polite thing to do.
His hands began to wander, and I felt one slip between my thighs.
I gasped as his fingers found my pussy. It was wet for him. I was always wet when he was around.
He smelled incredible, and the tiny bites and sucking on the delicate skin behind my ear was sending shockwaves through my body.
When his long fingers entered my core, I cried out, digging my fingers into his skin.
I felt him smile and couldn’t help the rueful one that graced my face. I had been acting unreasonably, hadn’t I?
“Gregory,” I moaned as he fingered me slowly, tracing my folds and then dipping his fingers into my heat to do it all over again.
“You are so fucking wet, Lin,” he rasped, “Taste yourself.”
He brought his fingers up to my mouth, and I allowed him in.
As I tasted the musky essence, I sucked his fingers hard, causing his eyes to darken.
“Fuck!”
He pulled his fingers out of my mouth and captured my lips in a searing kiss. His tongue plunging into my mouth, as his fingers fucked my core.
I couldn’t take the intensity much longer, but I wanted to hold out as long as possible because it felt so damn amazing.
Suddenly his fingers were gone, and his massive cock replaced them at my entrance.
I was still a little sore from the night before, so having sex again so soon, was a bit terrifying. But my body had no qualms about it. He nudged the top inside of me and I gasped at the invasion.
It felt amazing.
Pushing myself up on his chest, I took more of his length inside of me. There was still that feeling of overwhelming tightness. But the burning pain was no longer present.
“Ah,” Gregory’s hands flew to my breast, “I’ve missed these.”
I choked out a laugh, “It’s only been a few hours since you’ve seen them.”
His eyes flashed with amusement, “Seems like an eternity to me.”
I slid down a little further and then decided that I was woman enough to do whatever I wanted. And I wanted to make love with this man—now. I slammed my hips down, and we both cried out.
My core was throbbing. I swear I could feel him all the way to my cervix.
“Shit, Lin,” he could barely speak, “Are you alright?”
I smiled sensuously at him, “Hell, yeah.”
My hips began to gyrate back and forth. I liked being on top of his muscular body. I could feel his pelvic bone brushing against my clit as I moved. It felt spectacular.
His hands went from my breasts to my hips, helping me to increase the pressure.
“Gregory,” I cried out his name as his cock buried itself inside of me again and again.
I never wanted it to stop.
His hips began to piston inside of me, and I ground my core against him shamelessly. I could feel it building within me. I wanted it, badly.
“Come on, Lin,” Gregory panted, “Come on my cock!”
I loved when he talked dirty to me.
“Can you feel me pounding your pretty pussy, baby? I am the only one allowed here. This is mine. Fucking you is incredible, Lin. Cum, baby, soak my dick with your honey.”
My pussy started to spasm, and my nails dug into his chest.
“Fuck, Gregory,” I cried out, “I’m cumming!”
His hips drove into me with abandon, faster and faster until one orgasm rolled into another and I couldn’t control what was coming out of my mouth.
“Oh, fuck me, Gregory, fuck me harder, don’t stop!”
And then I felt it, ropes of hot sticky cum coating my insides as he rode out the last visage of his pleasure.
“Shit, that was hot,” he panted, throwing his arms around me, and pulling my body close to his chest. We were still locked together. His dick hadn’t left my body.
But it felt right, and I was struggling to stay awake. It would seem that I finally found the rest that had been avoiding me.
“Get some sleep, baby,” he murmured in my ear tucking the blanket around us. “I am here.”
I drifted off to sleep to the sound of his heartbeat against my ear. With a smile on my lips, I imagined that every beat was saying love Lin, love Lin. It was silly, and I was beyond exhausted, but for the first time, I knew without a doubt that I would do anything to keep this man in my life.
I didn’t know how we were going to explain the lies about The Great Wizard of Oz. My sisters will want to kill me at the very least, but I had found something worth fighting for, and I wasn’t about to give him up.
Maybe I needed that wake-up call. If Gregory hadn’t tried to set me free, I don’t know how long we would have gone along in limbo.
Tightening my arms around him, I felt his lips kiss my head as I drifted off to sleep.
It wasn't for several more hours, when the sun had climbed high into the sky, that we were awakened by a pounding on the door.
"Glinda, get your lazy ass out of bed!"
Shit, El was here.
"And who in the hell is in there with you? Fucking Steele won't tell me a damn thing! Fuck head!"
Then I heard Steele, "You can't just go attacking my customers, Elphaba!"
"Don't fucking call me that!"
This was bad. This was very bad.
"Calm down, Elphaba!"
What was wrong with Steele? Nobody told my sister to calm down that came out unscathed.
I heard more cursing and a flash of light that could only be El whipping up a spell.
"Your magic doesn't work on me, Princess," I could hear the taunting in his voice. Did the man have a death wish?
I panicked, "Just a second! I am coming El! Don't do anything rash!"
"I will do whatever the fuck I please and go wherever the hell I please! Do you get that bloodsucker?"
Bloodsucker? Steele?
CHAPTER 39 - PART 3 – Glinda
I got tangled up in the blankets and Gregory’s limbs. My hip slammed the side of the bed, and I cried out in pain.