The FirstGentle at first but swiftly it became more. My heart racing as our tongues dance with each other. He breaks away and begins to trail kisses down my neck; my blood rushing, veins pulsing upon his lips. I feel a small grin before he sinks his teeth deep within my muscle. Pain, then pleasure as he curls an arm around my waist pulling me closer and biting down harder. A whimper escapes my lips.
Oh how I’ve longed for your touch…
His mouth makes its way teasingly down my collar bone and to my breast. His hands grasp my them firmly as his lips curl over my left nipple; tongue gliding across it. His teeth graze the tip sending a shiver through my spine; he bites… Hard and I moan quietly; He sucks then bites again.
Ooooo… I feel the skin break as blood trickles into his mouth. I run my fingers through his midnight short black hair and grab it pulling his face to mine. Our lips meet and fire rises in my heart. Passion blazing around us as our bodies entwine and we devour each other. He binds his arms around me and rolls me over on top of his toned tight body. I softly place my hand on his cheek and pull away enough to smirk. My lips creep their way to his ear and my warm breath caresses it causing bumps to flow over his silky skin. I nibble on his lobe and slither my way down to his neck.
I don’t wait, I don’t ease, I just bite… hard; his body tensing under mine as his hands glide up and down my back. They stop on my hips and he presses them down lifting his own so his shaft is against me, hardening as I begin to suck his neck and grind my hips. I raise my head and look deep into those piercing ice blue eyes so caring, so wanting. The moon light resting on his beautiful face. He smiles as his hand follows up my spine and through my hair. I close my eyes. He flips me over onto my back and I gasp with a masochistic delight as he throws my head to the side and digs his teeth into my jugular once more.
Harder and more eager he bites again and his hand moves swiftly between my thighs. He teases me rubbing my clit and sliding his fingers back and forth. I growl and whimper wanting more. I grip his hair and claw his back. Biting again he thrusts a finger deep within me. I moan louder and louder as he moves twisting and curling his fingers. This want has grown into a need, a must, I must have more. My heart pounds and legs quake. I call to him telling him I need more, I crave is deeper.
“Fuck me now.”
I plead to him. He lowers himself and I feel my soul explode as he thrusts into me. I gasp loudly; he pulls away then drives deep inside me once more. Faster. Harder. He wraps an arm around me and braces himself with the other. My moans escalating into cries. I shred my nails along his back drawing blood; he moans low and smooth flipping over and placing me on top. I throw my hair back as he raises his pelvis into mine grasping my hips and urging me down harder, faster, grinding one another. My palms on his chest I tear down it to his navel grinning at his pain and releasing a scream.
My skin is on fire every sensation more intense then the last as I ride him. I look into his eyes and he to mine.
“You’re so beautiful”
He moans, his hands running up and down my sides. I feel it, I want more, deeper I press into him; I want it all. Our sweating bodies sliding amidst each other. I scream louder, it echoes through the room, everything tingling, vibrating, shaking as we thrust within one another. A gasp, a scream, a burning, chilling release washes over and through me as we climax. Heavy breathing, shaking muscles, quivering lips. He pulls me down into a kiss, so much passion as we taste each other. His finger tips trailing and memorizing my tired body.
I lay beside him, our legs weave together as I rest my ear upon his booming heart feeling the powerful rhythm. He kisses my head, the morning light casting shadows on his peaceful face. I close my eyes with a smile and drift into sweet morning fantasies.
Yearning
Stuck
Agony
