Chapter 133 Aftercare
AUDREY
"All you can do is try my love, try your best and I promise to meet you all the way" he declared, making tears pool in Audrey's eyes. What had she done to deserve him? "Hey, no crying baby"
The rough pads of his thumbs came in contact with her cheeks. He swiped away the drops of tears that spilled, making sure non had the pleasure of rolling down her cheeks.
"Have I reassured every worry in that little head of yours?" He asks, earning a giggle from Audrey as she sniffles, leaning her forehead against his.
In that very moment she knew they would be okay. No matter what would happen, no matter what would come their way they would overcome it, together.
Darius pulls away, detangling his body from Audrey. He seats up on the bed, testing against the headboard before pulling Audrey's form onto him. She landed with a bounce, straddling his waist. Suddenly she was made aware of the hard length that was digging into her through his undershorts. Yet again she was reminded of how much bigger Darius's frame was compared to hers. He easily towered over her, even now her head stopped at the lower part of his chests.
He glances down at her, the look in his eyes were dark and erotic.
As Darius glanced down at Audrey he could see her eyes lit with a spark of desire that ignited into an unquenchable ache. Her naked throat and the stretch of her breast was littered with hickies, his doing. The dark blotchy marks were so evident against her pale skin, even her nipples were swollen and had bite marks. His chest swelled up with pride. He was the only one would ever see Audrey like this, the only one who could unravel and shatter her. The only one who could make her writhe with pleasure.
A hiss tumbled out if his lips, his head falling back as Audrey began to grind against his hardened length. His hands held onto her hips, holding her still. He looked down at her, a strained expression on his face .
"Fuck, baby" he hissed. "If you keep doing that I won't be able to control myself. You're still sore and I don't want to break that sweet pussy"
A pout formed on her lips, a pout. The audacity. Darius let out a pained groan, his dick twitching and already leaking with precum. "Okay baby. Let's get you cleaned up first"
He claimed her lips, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth. His hand curved at the small of her back, pressing her naked chest flush against his bare callouses. Her pockured buds stood, brushing against his torso. The kiss consumed her, tasting, branding and completely tarnishing all her senses. It left an ache, a deep pooling craving deep within her. He had scorched her soul, melted her heart and caused tingles to dance in the wake of his gentle yet passionate soft caress.
He had ruined her for anyone else and she had as well done same. For they belonged to each other, their tongues engaging in the passionate dance, a promise longer than forever. The promise between the moon and her darkness, the darkness and his moon.
The manner in which she craved him scared her but she was not about to deny herself the blissful feel that completely soaked her when he touched her, the cluster of butterflies that fluttered around in her stomach, the warmth that overcame her body immediately at his close proximity. The cold feel that enveloped her when he wasn't near, even the singing of her heart strings whenever he spoke those endearing words to her, words that were never vacant in every conversation.
He knew just how to make her soul, her very person ignite. He knew how to unravel her and place her carefully together, like the most precious of embers, like the most fragile of glass.
You would think a man his size incapable of being gentle or soft but he proved otherwise with how gentle he was with her, how softly he held her, how hot he claimed her lips and made love to her. He held her hand while filling her with his seeds and even then he did not fail to shower her with words, words so sinfully crude it fueled a fire, a burning furnace that had sparked within her. An unquenchable thirst for him, for his dick albeit.
The way in which he manipulated her body, earning responses she never knew she was capable of producing. As he cupped her breast, twisting her pockured bud with his rough fingers her back arched, her mouth falling open against his lips. His other hand slipped from the curve of her back to give her perky ass a cute squeeze before he continued kneading at the skin roughly, denting the pale skin with his touch.
Heavy breaths mixed with each other's as they started into one another's eyes. The amount of want and desire pooling from their gazes. Chest rising and falling, harsh breaths combining, pulses racing. One soul, two bodies ignited.
"I don't mind carrying you all through the day" his hot breath fanned against her red flushed cheeks. He treads his fingers through her curls, bunching them up "I can't resist baby, please forgive me. I have to feel your tightness around me"
"Please... "
Audrey gave her muscles permission to relax as she slid in front of Darius, her back to his naked front.
He wrapped a hand around her, his other one pressing the soap lathered sponge to her shoulder. He pecked along beneath her ear, dragging his lips to smother kisses along her wet, naked throat. He slowly rubbed the sponge along her skin, engulfing her in his warmth. The feel of the hot water against her skin mixed with the warm humid air made her bones feel like jelly.
He used the sponge to massage her still sore muscles. Going for two more rounds minutes after she had woken up may not have been the best of ideas but she had no regrets, except the ache between her thighs, still. If she could do I again she surely would.