My woman wants free rein and free rein she shall have.
She cups her full breasts, her dark brown nipples turning to hard peaks as she swipes her thumbs over them and gasps.
Desire glazes over in her stare, her long hair fallowing down her spine in waves, and the idea of any other man enjoyingthis sight awakens fury like a volcano erupting and burning everything around it. “You’re mine,” I tell her, watching more goose bumps pop across her flushed skin while her stomach dips and she squeezes her breasts tighter, caressing them. “Say it.”
“Yes, I’m yours.”
Satisfaction unlike anything rushes through my veins as she’s finally admitting it out loud and it calms my possessive and jealous side, the best in me wishing to reclaim her all over again.
Crooking my finger, I grunt as I take off my pants, and she whimpers once I’m completely naked. “Come to your man, Lavender. I bet your pussy is dripping, eager to be licked by me.” She gulps and shakes her head. “No? You prefer for my cock to fuck you hard until you feel every inch of me stretching that tight heat of yours?”
“You make me feel so hot.” Her needy voice almost makes me grab her and throw her on the bed, but I resist, watching her saunter toward me and wrapping her hands around my neck. “It’s like an addiction.”
“Well, I have the cure for it,moy cvetochek.”
She bites on my lower lip until she draws blood, and we both hiss when the taste hits us and she quickly soothes it with a lick. Before I can catch her her mouth in a kiss, she nudges me so hard, I fall on the bed. “Careful, baby. I’m starting to enjoy this violent streak of yours.” Rising to my elbows, I move right in the middle as she gets on the bed, her hand sneaking into her panties, her moan making my cock jerk. “Are you aching, baby?” She nods. “Then use your fingers. Prepare yourself for this.” I lay on my back and fist my length, stroking it and smearing the precum leaking from the tip as desire darkens her eyes. A chuckle escapes me. “Want a taste, baby, before you ride it?”
After giving me head a month ago for the first time, she indulged in that activity quite often and I always obliged her desires.
Whatever she wants, she gets, and I’ll get off on it.
Because it doesn’t matter what we are doing as long as I get her.
Besides, what man would refuse head from the woman he adores?
“It’s supposed to be a learning experience, Levi.” She crawls on the bed until she sits over my hips, her hands falling on my chest and her blonde silklike locks tickling my skin. “You’re a bad student.”
“But I’m an excellent teacher,” I growl when she slides back, her ass brushing against my cock when she kisses me hard, our tongues entwining and fighting for dominance that I win the battle of right away.
Her nails cut into my pecs while she rocks a little on my stomach, leaving wet imprints on me while her scent and whimpers urge me to just take what I want.
My hands land on her thighs but she retreats, gliding her mouth from my neck, showering my scars with more attention while blazing heat fuels my veins, burning me with each graze.
“You’re so handsome.” She scrapes her teeth over my six-pack, biting on it before licking the trail toward the V of my hips. “I can’t believe you’re mine.” Her nails sink into my hips so much, I wonder if she’s going to leave bruises just to stake her ownership. Any more pressure and she’s going to cut my skin.
I’ll wear all her marks proudly.
“You’re mine. Only mine.”
I resist a smile because in this moment she sounds as possessive and obsessive as me. Which just proves we are the perfect match. “No one else exists for me, Lavender.”
The idea of me noticing another woman is laughable, really. She’s been all I thought about since my eyes landed on her.
She shifts lower, her tight heat brushing over my hard-on, and the breath hitches in her throat, the tip connecting with her clit. Still, she moves farther back and settles on my knees. She traces her fingers over my length, her hair almost covering her from my view, so I thread my fingers through them. I feel her hot breath on me right before she traces the vein underneath with her tongue and sucks on the head, moaning around my length, and the vibration causes my hips to jerk. “Lavender.”
I’m too high-strung for this kind of stimulation tonight but if my woman wants to play, she will play even if it fucking kills me.
I tilt her head back a little when she draws me deeper into her blazing mouth, opening wider around cock, and groan when she slides farther, her hand wrapping around me and moving in sync with her movements.
Each lick and glide driving me further toward the edge and my hold on her intensifies. I deepen my strokes and she whines when more precum spills into her mouth but then she quickly pulls back, breathing in air. She kisses the tip, suckling on it before rolling her tongue out and swiping it over me and then trapping me in her warm heat once again.
Her splayed palm on my thigh flexes and I know what she wants, so angling her head some more, I press on her chin so she can open wider around me and breathe through her nose while I start to move deeper.
Slowly, we find the rhythm that allows me to push deeper into her throat. I groan when she starts playing with my balls, while continuing to suck me hard.
My body burns with need, her touches and mouth too tempting to withstand, and yet I do as she enjoys to drive me insane. She whimpers some more before dragging her mouth back, my cock slipping out with a loud pop, and she sits up,stroking my cock that’s wet from her saliva and my precum, mixing us together.
I see a reflection of my need on her face, her chest rising and falling, and she whimpers, “Levi.”
