I widen my legs so Ricky can position himself between them, both of us now completely naked, his warm skin pressed against mine, and the cold night air sailing through the window now a distant memory. I pull his head down to mine once more, and our mouths open in unison, kissing one another as though it’s the last chance we’ll ever get. Both of us fighting for control of it, our tongues intertwining lavishly. Sloppily.
Ricky angles his head to the side to pepper tender kisses across both cheeks and along my jawline, and I angle my head back to give him better access. His lips move slowly along the column of my throat, caressing the skin at the curvature of my neck and shoulder, loving me exactly like I remember.
His touch ignites a deep yearning within my soul as he continues to travel down the centre of my breasts, not missing a single inch of me on his way down. Devoting every second of his time to me, caressing my body as though I’m the most important thing in his world, and I know I am. I can feel it, smell it, almost taste it in the air around us. I can sense his love for me seeping from his pores. A sensation I never wish to be free of.
The first swipe of his tongue over my most sensitive part causes me to release a delicate mewl, my back arching instantly at how incredible it feels. The roughness of his calloused handsas he squeezes my breasts, his tongue snatching the very air from my lungs as he eats me out thoroughly. A deep, primal growl flows from his throat, the sound vibrating against my pussy, invoking another soft whimper of my own.
“Ricky, more, please,” I beg him tenderly as I thread my fingers through his hair, gripping it tight.
“Fffuck,” he groans, licking the entire length of my slit greedily, devouring me with every swipe of his talented tongue. “So fucking responsive,” he murmurs, changing his position and sucking my bundle of nerves into his mouth while simultaneously flicking the tip of his tongue over it.
My moans grow louder, my breathing more reckless, desperate. The way he’s devouring me has my toes curling against the bed sheet, and the more he takes his time pleasing me with slow, swirling patterns, the more I pant and gasp.
Ricky consumes every part of me until I’m a sobbing mess of wetness and limp limbs beneath him. Every inch of her body trembles with hunger as it reaches the cusp of orgasm, my thighs shaking as it continues to build further within my lower stomach, and the moment I meet the cliff’s edge, I leap off it with a pleasure-filled cry and fall into a euphoric state where I feel as though I’m floating.
He crawls up the length of my body, positioning himself between my thighs and caging me below him once more. Resting his forearms on either side of my head, he looks down at me solemnly. “I love you, Heather. My entire life nobody has ever come close to you, and they never will. You’re my reason for breathing, and I’ll suffer this day for eternity if it means I get to have you in my arms even just for a few moments. I can’t be without you… it’s impossible.”
I smile, feeling the burn of sadness once more behind my eyes. Not because he told me he loved me, but because I realise then… I never said it back to him the first time he said it all thosemonths ago. I was going to tell him the night of the Halloween party; let him know just how much he truly meant to me, but I never got the chance.
I reach between the both of us, wrapping my hand around the base of his thick cock, pumping him nice and slow. Ricky releases a beautiful moan. One that I’d forgotten the sound of until right now.
“Tell me again,” I whisper breathlessly as we each gaze at the scene below.
He drops his forehead to mine. “I love you.” He pauses briefly, his warm breath skating over my face. “Shit, oh…fuck,just like that,” he whimpers sweetly, and I revel in the fact onlyIcan make him feelthisgood.
“I want to hear it while you feed every inch of this cock to me,” I mewl, poking my tongue out and licking the seam of his lips. “I need it so bad.”
Ricky wastes no time taking over from me, lining the crown of his shaft against my entrance and sheathing himself inside my core in one brutal thrust. All the way to the base.
I cry out at the slight bite of pain, but it doesn’t stay too long before pleasure begins to build in its place. He braces his upper body on both hands, slowly pulling all the way out of me, leaving nothing but the tip inside before pistoning back into me again. The action jolting the bedframe against the wall with a heavy thud, his thighs slapping against the back of mine with every aggressive drive forward.
“Fuck! Yes!” I release a lust-filled scream as he plunges into me relentlessly, huffing and grunting above me like a man possessed. I take every ruthless snap of his hips, moving slightly to bridge my lower half on the bed so he can reach even deeper inside me.
Ricky shifts back onto his knees and wraps his arms under the backs of my knees, gripping the top of my thighs tightly, andwith every single thrust he gives me, he pulls me towards him, roughly.
“There! There! There!” I chant when he hits the perfect angle, my fingers twisting within the bedsheet.
I watch as he smirks down at me, biting his lip and releasing an animalistic grunt as he spreads my legs and leans forward to press his palms against the mattress on either side of my head and captures my lips once more.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you.” Burying his head at the crook of my neck he begins fucking me with reckless abandon. “I love you,” he huffs. “I love you so fucking much.”
I smile. “I… I love you, too,” I tell him honestly, lifting his head from my neck so I can look at him. “I love you,” I repeat, staring into his eyes.
Because I do.
I always have.
Even if I was afraid to say it before.
I know I forget each time he starts this day, but when it comes down to it, I know within the very depths of my bones… that I’ll always love him. That I’ll always belong to him, and he to me.
“I’ve waited so long to hear you say that.” He beams. “I’ve missed you so much, baby.” Before I know what he’s doing, Ricky wraps both arms securely around my waist and back, flipping us so I’m on top. Adjusting himself comfortably so his back rests against the headboard. “Show me how well you take my cock.” He smirks, smacking the side of my ass, and who am I to deny him what he wants.
Heather rolls her hips in circular motions, a porn star moan flowing directly from the depths of her lungs as she does.
“Shit,” I grunt, sliding my hands up her waist and cupping her pert breasts. I’m trying to garner some form of control over my quick-growing orgasm, but it’s proving extremely difficult with the way she’s taking my dick right now.
Our breaths are clipped as she rides me, faltering as we fight to suck more oxygen into our lungs. This is aggressive, needy, and I so wanted this to be on some level of romantic love making, but we’re failing miserably. It’s like—
