“Why Dan, you’re so wet.” Her lips quirk in the corner, her tongue laced with sarcasm. “Is all that for me?”
Another rumble from my chest, but this time it’s with a laugh. “You know it is, baby. Lap it up.”
Her tongue swirls around the head of my shaft, and I tilt my head back with a groan. “Eyes on me, Signor Inferno.”
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“If you mean having you at my mercy with blue balls, yes.” She licks the vein from the tip all the way down my length until she reaches my balls. Her eyelashes flutter as she licks back up, then kisses the tip.
I growl. “You’re fucking killing me here.”
Her eyes flash to mine. A slow, sexy smile curves her lips. “I haven’t even got started yet.” She pops a button on her dress, then another. Like some trick from a magician, she takes off her bra without taking her arms out of her dress.
“Kiss it again. Look at me while you do it this time.” I can’t take my eyes off of her as she swirls her tongue around my girth. My muscles twitch, causing my dick to nod approvingly as she presses another kiss on the tip, then wraps her lips around it, French kissing the head as if my dick is a tongue and she’s duelling for dominance.
“Suck it.” A growl tears from my chest, raw and impatient. She can have all the dominance she wants while giving me head. She can own me in this moment—because her mouth is fucking perfection. But I own her. She’s mine to cherish, mine to protect, and mine to worship. And when she sucks…
“Fuck,” I say, pulling in air through my teeth as my hands grip the edge of the worktop. The way she works her mouth, she’s like a fucking goddess who knows how to turn me inside out, making me hers as much as she is mine. “Finally, you’re putting that mouth of yours to good use.”
She flicks her eyes to mine. “Careful Dan, this mouth has teeth.” With a sinister curve of her lips, she hollows her cheeks and takes me deeper, swallowing around me. Each inch she takes a personal challenge in her eyes. Then she pulls back, scraping her teeth along my shaft, making my legs quiver.
“Your mouth is incredible.”
Her eyes water as she swallows again. She moans around me as if enjoying it just as much as I am, but I fear another moan like that will have me spilling down her throat and I want my cum inside her pussy.
“Come here. I need to kiss you.” I’ll never stop kissing her. Fucking her without kissing was torture and now she’s given in to the inevitable, I’m making up for lost time.
She rises from her knees with my help as I hook my arms under hers, her dress unbuttoned at the front, exposing her naked body underneath.
I crash my lips to hers, my fingers digging into every soft curve of her body, imprinting myself on her skin. My hands pull at her knickers. Once past her thick thighs, they drop to the floor and I squeeze her fleshy cheeks before lifting her up, but this time I pin her against the wall, taking her breath away.
“I think I like this side to you.” Her fingers run through my hair as I push my dick through her tight walls.
“Good. Because I might be controlled with everyone else, but where you’re concerned, there’s no taming me.” I grind my hips, my dick filling her up to the hilt.
Her eyelids flutter closed at the sensation. “I thought you hated me.”
“I do. I hate how you drive me crazy.” I tug at her lips with my teeth. “Your scent, this smart mouth.” My hands squeeze her arse cheeks. “And let’s not talk about how you kept our son away from me all these years.” I devour her, licking every corner of her mouth in a frenzy to show her how crazed she makes me.
She moans as I thrust into her, her cunt slick and dripping with arousal. Her nails bite into my shoulders. “I hate you, too.”
“You love my dick, though.” I power into her, her tits bouncing with every thrust.
“Yes. Don’t stop.” She kisses my lips, wrapping her tongue around mine as if tangling us together and sealing our fate. She comes up for air, her panting breaths warm on my face. “I hate how you’re the only person to make me feel good.” Her palms cup my cheeks as she presses her lips to mine again. “I hate how my body betrays me whenever you’re around.”
I pound my cock inside of her, my balls tightening as the heat of an inferno rages low in my belly. “I hate how you’ve melted the ice around my heart. How you make me feel things I haven’t felt for a long time and how you make me sick with worry when I’m not with you.”
We lock eyes, hers full of warmth and devotion as she holds my face in her palms. My chest aches with a brutal twist of desire and something far more dangerous—hope. I don’t want to feel it, but with her wrapped around me, it’s impossible not to.
Gazing into her eyes while buried deep inside her is too much. Too raw. Too beautiful. Too painful. And I can’t hold back any longer. I let go of it all and release every pent-up emotion into her with a final thrust and a guttural groan from deep in my throat.
She takes it too, clamping down around me, her legs tightening around my waist, her moans matching mine as we climax together and I feel everything as I hold her in my arms, our chests pressed tight together, as if our hearts beat as one.
Our movements grind to a halt. I let go of her legs, letting her stand. Our foreheads touch as we catch our breath.
“Are you going to take this dress off, or is this your new dressing gown?” I tug at the sleeve, but she pulls it back over her shoulder, covering the scar there.
“You don’t have to be worried about me seeing your body. There’s nothing about you that would make me want you any less. You’re mine. Every inch of you is mine.”
