Chapter 71

Moments later, he was lowering himself onto the bed next to me, his hand trailed down to band of my thong. He slipped his hand into it, slowly running his finger up and down my folds, my core instantly wet at his touch. "So wet for me," he whispered in my ear. He pulled his hand out and I whimpered at the sudden loss of feeling of his hand on me. He reached around and undid the clasp of my bra, freeing my breasts. He positioned himself above me, kissing down my chest to my breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth, while he caressed the other with his hand. My body was already on fire with the want for him.

I reached my hand down between us, taking his shaft into my hand. I gave him a few pumps, then rubbed my thumb on his tip, feeling his pre-cum already there. He continued to kiss and suck on my nipples, until they were pebbled and hard with desire. He removed my hand from his cock, and slid down my body. He kneeled in front of me, my legs still dangling off the edge of the bed. He pulled my panties off and in one fluid motion pulled me towards him, so that my ass was at the edge of the bed.

Dawson pushed my thighs apart and buried his face in my wet core, sucking on my clit. He ran his tongue from top to bottom before inserting two fingers, pumping them in and out of me while he continued to suck on my clit. I arched my back as my orgasm tore through me. "Holy shit," I screamed out. I could feel him chuckle against my core, as he continued to suck my juices from me.

Dawson stood, picking me up and putting me in the center of the bed. He climbed on top of me, kissing me, my essence on his lips. He never ceased to amaze me, how attentive he was to my body. To my needs. He always made sure he took care of me before himself. "I love you," I whispered to him between kisses.

"I love you too," He returned my words, staring into my eyes. He returned his mouth to my lips, then trailed kisses down to my mate mark, sucking on the spot that was all to sensitive to his tongue. I moaned and arched against his shaft. He reached down and positioned himself at my entrance, teasing me with his tip, but never actually entering me.

I began to grind against him, "Come on Dawson, give it to me."

He chuckled, "Impatient are we?" He sucked harder on my mark, one hand playing with my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. He suddenly plunged himself into me, his cock filling me up. He stilled, giving me a moment to adjust to his size. Then he began to rock in and out of me. I was so stimulated, I wasn't sure where to focus, his lips, his fingers, his cock. They were all working a number on me. My body had felt so deprived of his love making these past few weeks, and now I hummed with it. I felt another orgasm rip through me unexpectedly, my walls tightening around him. He didn't stop moving. He groaned slightly as if it was an effort not to release right then and there. He re-adjusted as my orgasm subsided and continued to make sweet love to me.

Dawson moved his mouth up to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe. "I want us to cum together Ash. I want to feel your pussy clench around me while I bury my seed deep inside you," he whispered. His dirty talk was making me even more turned on, if that was possible. I simply nodded, to flustered to speak. He began to slam into me, pinning my arms above my head. His lips smashed against mine, kissing me with a fervor I'm not sure he'd ever had before. This felt like desperation, as if we'd been lost to each other and were just coming back together. I felt the heat burning inside me, and wrapped my legs around his waist as he plunged into me over and over again. The only sound in the room was our moans and pants and our skin slapping together.

With one final thrust, I felt Dawson stiffen and release inside me. My core was tight around him, as I felt my entire body shaking with it's release. Dawson growled deep in his chest, and when we had been come down from our climax, he rolled to the side, keeping himself buried inside of me. "What was that?," I asked. The euphoria was like nothing we had ever had together before. It was incredible. I didn't want him to pull out from me, for fear that I would feel empty. I held him tight, my legs still wrapped around him. He placed soft kisses on my neck and my face.

"That was called pent up sexual frustration babe," he chuckled.

"Well I liked it. A lot," I admitted. I felt myself blushing at that admission.

"Hmmm, me to. But it doesn't mean I want to go so long without being inside of you again," Dawson brushed my hair back from my face. It was slightly damp and sticking to my skin. "Let's get you cleaned up," he pulled away from me and then stood and scooped me into his arms, as he carried me into the bathroom.

I love this man. I don't know if it was possible to love anyone more. I felt so blessed that the Moon Goddess had allowed us to find each other. All my anger and frustrations from earlier in the day were now gone, replaced with the warmth and love of my mate. I had no plans to leave our apartment for the rest of the day. We needed this time together and I was going to fully take advantage of his expert mouth and hands, as many times as he would let me today.