131. Passion
131. Passion
His mouth was on mine, his tongue invading my mouth. I felt his grip on me tighten; his thick fingers pressed into the skin on my thighs, to the point of bruising. It was as if he was worried; he would lose me if he let me go. I could feel an animalistic moan escape from my lips, despite being pressed against Teddy’s.
His tongue flicked along the tops of my elongated teeth, and I could taste the faintest taste of blood. It was better than the sweetest most rare blood of any human. I pulled my mouth away, I was so full, the idea of drinking more, even if it was from Teddy, was unappealing. I wanted something else.
I wanted to feel Teddy inside me, I wanted his arms on either side of me, closing me in while he pumped inside me. My mouth began to trail over his sharp jaw, leaving soft feather light kisses on his skin. When I got to his neck, I made an effort to put more pressure on where I kissed him. I could feel his large hands relax on my thighs, before they began to explore. It felt so good to be touched like that.
He was not dominating me, though I knew I wouldn’t mind. He was assertive, but his hands remained gentle as they roamed. It didn’t last long because when I started to do the buttons on his black shirt, he gripped my hips tightly and lifted me, placing me on the table. When my ass hit the wooden surface, he went back to the leisurely pace he had set before.
My hands finished working the buttons and I was able to let them roam over his perfect alabaster chest and abs. Like Teddy’s jaw his body was also sharp. His anatomy was defined well with ridges outlining him as if he was some kind of marble sculpture. I wanted to lick every square inch of him, but when my mouth began to descend from his neck to where my hands were roaming, he stopped me.
I looked at him questioningly. “My turn love, and as much as I love to worship your body, I want something desperately for dessert.” I tried to squeeze my thighs together, as I often did when he said something that sent a signal straight to my core, but Teddy just smirked as if it was amusing to him and kept my legs firmly in place.
I watched as my powerful, devil like, husband kneeled in front of me. The sight of him kneeling in front of me as I perched on the table was provocative, and the look he gave me was pure seduction. His large hands once again touched me, starting at my ankles and slowly rising, bringing the skirt of my dress up.
My black lace panties were now on display for him, and he let out a groan as he stared at the thin fabric that blocked him from what he said he wanted. His hands descended as he began to pull my legs apart by my knees. It felt like the world slowed down, for all I know maybe it did.
Teddy moved in close and gave my core a soft kiss over the lace, I could feel the heat of his breath. Then his left hand moved to the lace and his finger slipped below it. He was taunting me, he would give me a soft kiss and slide his fingers up and down slowly, making sure to brush around my clit, but never rightfully on it.
“Teddy” I weakly said, I felt desperate for friction. For him to touch me where I felt I most needed it. His grey eyes lifted meeting mine. “What is it love, what does my wife want?” He questioned. “I want to come.” I hardly could say, my face becoming flushed. “Your wish” He kissed me again. “is” kiss “my” kiss “Command”. Then I heard the tear of lace and felt his hot breath covering me.
His mouth landed and he latched onto my clit, a mixture of sucking and lightly biting me there, he had me grasping the edge of the table. I felt so close, his foreplay had been pushing me, towards climax. When two of his thick fingers entered me I lost it. My back was arching; my nails dug into the wood on the underside of the table. I wanted more, even as I came down from the orgasm, it wasn’t enough, it was his mouth, his fingers, I wanted something else.
“Fuck me” I didn’t hesitate this time to say what I wanted, I felt desperate. He didn’t follow my wish right away, instead he took his time to lick me some more and rise slowly. When I tried to undo his trousers, he pulled away. He wanted me to watch as he slipped them down and I did.
I watched when his thick cock popped free, and I couldn’t help but lick my lips at the sight. His lips resumed kissing me and as he pushed inside of my body, the coil of gentleness he had kept up, snapped. He became ravenous, slamming into me. His hands griped my thighs. They moved up after a moment though, and I felt cold air on my body. He had ripped my dress from me.
His mouth was everywhere then. On my nipple on my neck, his hand gripping and sliding all across me, as his cock pounded into me. I had one of my hands in his white hair, the other on the top of one of his black wings. I was close to another orgasm. The feeling of him trying to be everywhere was exhilarating. “I am close” I told him, breathlessly. “Wait and come with me” Teddy said.
That was easier said than done. He continued at a quick pace. “Now love, come now” He hardly spoke, his voice strained and I did. My body erupted in euphoria. Every nerve in my body heightened to the point where it felt like I was both on fire and freezing. It wasn’t until I was coming down from my own high, that I felt that he had unloaded inside me.
Teddy didn’t pull out immediately; he just kept holding me, his body standing. I let mine lean into him, and he rested his head in the crook of my neck, letting his warm breath calm me. “I love you Beatrix” He said softly, it was almost as if he was sad about something. But I didn’t know what. “I love you too”