“Kneel, Aricia.”
She slowly cedes to my command. I almost can’t believe that my voice was enough to get her to drop to her knees, but I can’t fight the unyielding desires that I feel for this woman. She kneels in front of me and her hands reach out to find the bulge of my cock pressing through my trousers, lusting desperately for freedom and then… softness.
“Unbuckle my belt,” I command her. If commands make her feel like this is my fault,so be it.As long as I get to have her, I don’t care what happens. Her fingers move deftly over the fastener. It feels like ages before she releases my cock but fuck, the gentle breeze from her hallway feels good. I rest my back against the wall and let her hands travel over the length of my thighs as Aricia settles into this position on her knees.
She doesn’t need another command this time. My cock has her full attention. And she has his attention too. Clear juices ooze from the head as my dick juts forward craving a little more than freedom now that the bulging tip of my cock can feel the heat from Aricia’s soft, gentle breath.
Her mouth moves closer to my dick. My body pulses with desire again. The slight warmth and wetness from Aricia’s breath fills me with raw anticipation of her lips.Those fucking lips.I wonder if any other man has ever convinced this woman to get down on her knees for them. I want to feel special. And of course, to claim her with this.
I really do love her… And I need her to understand that of course she loves me too. It’s just not the way either of us thought this would happen.
Her mouth opens. I look down at her hair cascading beautifully down her back and then Aricia’s long, dark lashesand full, thick lips that spread open to accept my dick.Holy fuck, her lips look even better from this angle.Maybe I’m biased. A rough jolt of pleasure surges through my body as Aricia wraps her lips around the head of my cock.
I almost cum on the spot.Fuck, that mouth feels so good.I look down at her, tempted to move some of her hair out of the way so I can control the pace she takes me into her mouth. Aricia’s hands brace against my thighs. I can feel her uncertainty about how this will change everything between the two of us as she wraps her lips around the head andtightens those lips.
Holy shit. Have I never had a blowjob from a woman with lips before!? Her mouth feels better than anything I–FUCKKKK!
Aricia slides a few inches of my shaft into her mouth and then freezes as the tip of my cock already reaches the back of her throat. A soft gagging sound emanates from her lips but refusing to give up, her mouth only grips my cock tighter as she struggles to wet another inch of my shaft.
The groan that comes out of me as she somehow manages to get more of me down her throat shakes the walls of Aricia’s home. She slowly removes her lips from my shaft and spit drips from my cock in a long, connected thread to her mouth. I can’t help myself. I press my finger beneath her chin and tilt Aricia’s head up so I can look directly into her eyes.
“I love the way you take my cock. It feels good.”
Our eyes linger with painfully arousing chemistry and I watch with utter delight as Aricia sits back on her knees and then moves her head forward again. This time, my body reacts with an immediate flush of heat and urgent desire as her lips take my cock again. Aricia takes as much of my cock as she can this time and then starts working my dick with a rhythm.
Fuck.
This is too much. I’m too old to have lips wrapping around my cock that feel this good without immediately cumming in my pants. Aricia adds her hands at the base of my shaft and I nearly cum on the spot.
I have to stop her. I have to slide my cock between her buttery thighs before I burst.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Aricia
My heart pounds nervously as I move my hands to grip the base of Peter’s cock. I want him to feel as good as he makes me feel but after a few seconds, Peter says a gruff and stern command that I didn’t expect.
“Stop.”
Immediately, I respect his wishes and pull my mouth away from Peter’s dick. A trail of spit still connects me to his cock and I have to slowly move my hand away from the base of his shaft. Truly, the man has an impressive member. It’s about eight inches long, thick to the point where it’s hard to wrap my entire hand around the thing and the veins wrapping around the sides…Phew.
The bluish green veins only make Peter’s dusky pink cock look bigger and the tip of his dick pulses and oozes with lusty redness, making his desire for me immediately visible and so… strong.
“I need your pussy,” he says. “I can’t take it anymore.”
He reaches down to help me up and I look up at Peter, questioning everything about how this man gets me to bend to his will when I don’t even think it’s what I want. Total mindcontrol, I tell you. That must be the only explanation for the sheer levels of attraction I feel for Peter Corsini.
When he drags me to my feet, I almost scamper to the bedroom right away. Not Peter’s plan. His hands fasten on my cheeks and I feel his thumb and forefinger sink into my jawbone as he pulls me towards him.Mine,his grasp seems to say and I whimper with uncontrollable desire as he holds me firmly against his chest and kisses me.
His kiss surprises me enough that I almost pull away from him, but I can’t bring myself to stop whenever I come into contact with Peter’s incredible lips. He doesn’t seem to care that my mouth tastes like his cock.
His tongue spreads my lips apart and he slides that tongue inside of my mouth.Fuck, it feels good to kiss him like this without caring.Nope. He doesn’t care. Peter’s grasp on my cheek tightens and the kissing between us only grows more intense. I can’t control it.
“Bedroom,” Peter growls after a long deep kiss. “I can’t take it anymore. I need you in bed.”
This time, we end up in my bedroom. We walk through the door to my bedroom and I don’t feel any of the weight that I might normally feel about sharing this bed with another man. We cross the threshold of my bedroom and Peter pushes me against the wall once we walk in.
He presses into me with his full weight. He’s shirtless. Dick hanging out of his pants. And my clothes are still on. Well, I was foolish to think that would last long. Peter reaches for my shirt and I think he’s going to take it off me like a normal person. Peterripsthe shirt off.
