Crippling Sensation 🔞

Crippling Sensation 🔞
Chapter 54
MARCUS;

How she managed to switch me up so quick left me bewildered. I was still very much pissed and angry, but the desire running through my veins right now merged with it.

I was so hard. So fucking hard and she was so eager for me. To please me. And when I felt her tongue on my cock, I almost lost it.

I watched as she leaned closer, her eyes on me as she licked me slowly, dragging her tongue over my length painfully slow.

My breathing was labored as I couldn't decide whether to let her keep doing that or just bend her over.

When she closed her mouth on me and circled her tongue over the head of my cock, I felt all my restraints snap.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I shoved my cock deep inside her, eliciting a sharp gasp from her.

"Fuck!"

Kim sucked. My cock sliding up and down her throat. My fingers twisted in her hair, as I forced her head down and snapped my hips forward.

I couldn't get the picture out of my head. I couldn't get my fiancèe and my brother out of my fucking head. I don't think anything had ever affected me the way this had. I felt crippled. Angry, confused. And I hated it.

My hip kept snapping forward as I tried so hard to get the images out of my head.

There were tears in Kim's eyes as she looked up at me. But I could see the smile in them. I could see the care in them.

But I didn't stop fucking her mouth. She didn't stop letting me fuck her mouth. She didn't stop taking me deeper.

"Fuck, Kim..."

She gagged this time, barely able to breathe. My grip on her was rough, maybe painful, but I didn't stop shoving my dick deeper and deeper down her throat.

"Fuck yeah. Take it like that. All of it...."

She grabbed the back of my thighs with one hand, pulling me deeper, while her other hand caressed my balls.

I almost lost it. Again. "Fuckkkk!"

Her throat tightened around me as I drove in harder. My stomach tensed, my body shuddering.

But even as I felt the tightness in my balls. The almost cropping sensation to let go of my restraints, I held back.

I forced my dick out of her mouth, and stood her up, claiming her mouth in a searing kiss that got us gasping for air.

"Don't worry. Your door is locked, and you know is sound proof, so no one would hear us."

I didn't say a word. I kissed her again. More desperate than before. My tongue finding herself, tasting her.

"Come on, Marcus." She said softly as she reached between us and grabbed a hold of my dick.

"You're so hard. Why don't you bend me over that dresser and take what you want?"

~OLIVIA'S RESIDENCE~
Olivia;

"I need to go."

Damon's fingers were caressing my face as we lay on the bed. He looked peaceful. And I wasn't sure how many hours had passed, but we’d been at it for a really long time before he took me under the shower and helped me wash off.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked, and I chuckled.

"I wasn't asleep."

"Hmm."

"I wasn't."

"You ALWAYS doze off after sex, baby."

"But not this time. I was just resting, basking in your smell. Have I ever told you how good you smell?"

The corner of his lips pulled up in a small smile. "I've always known."

I shook my head and tried to get off the bed, "Alright, I need to..."

His hands on my waist tightened as he pulled me back.

"Damonnn," I whined, a giggle tumbling out of my chest as I fell back on his hard chest. "We can't stay in bed all day."

"Yes, we can...Do you know how torturous it was living without you for three years? I have every right to want you by my side every second from now on." His voice was a low rasp, one that conveyed his love for me.

I leaned in until our noses touched, breathing deeply. "What do you think would happen after now? With the wedding and all?"

He shrugged. "Nothing. You aren't getting married to him."

"I'm being serious, Damon...you know it's been arranged for a really long time now."

"I know that. But maybe..."

"Maybe what?"

He shut his eyes briefly, inhaled deeply, then opened them again — his gaze piercing straight into mine.

His hold on my waist tightened as he sat up on the bed, whilst adjusting me in his lap

I stared down at my hands on his chest, my brows furrowed , "Wha...I can feel your heart racing."

He ran his fingers over his face, "Fuck, this wasn't how I intend to do this."

"To... do what?"

He was silent for a while, just staring at me, then he leaned closer and kissed me. Not on my lips, but on my neck. And it felt like my whole body came instantly alive again.

He sucked on the skin there so deeply until I was very certain he'd left a mark.

My whole body felt like it was on fire. My breathing labored, my fingers tangled in his hair as I pulled him closer.

My heart was still racing when he pulled away, but something in his eyes changed. The hunger was gone — replaced by something deeper, heavier. My chest tightened as if my body already knew what my mind hadn’t caught up to yet.

And then he was crashing his lips on mine. His skin felt so hot and I think my heartbeat now matched his.

I moaned, his lips moving against mine hungrily. He nipped my lower lip, and I opened it quickly, letting him sneak his tongue inside so I could taste him.

As his taste burst on my tongue I moaned loud, grabbing his shoulders and digging my nails into his skin. He grunted, his hand roaming down my spine to my hips, and then curve to grab my ass.

He squeezed, pulling me closer.

Everywhere he touched left a trail of heat that scorched me, setting me ablaze.

I panted, his tongue swirling around my own, tasting every corner of my mouth and moaning in pleasure. My fingers slid up to his hair, tangling in the wild mane as I pull him even closer to me.

And then he was pulling back again, leaving us a panting mess.

"What..what was that for?" His blue eyes were so intense I could down in them. "Damon..."