CHAPTER 94 - MAKING UP WITH DEAN
Dean.
I manage to book a decent room at a nearby hotel. I do not want to take Lace to some crappy motel and expose her to criminals. Jason was enough for this lifetime. The walk to our hotel room seems to take forever. Once inside I hold Lace from the back, her butt cheeks caressing my cock and kiss her shoulders.
My blood heats up even more when goose bumps prick her skin. I smile, pleased with the effect I have on her.
“Dean,” she whispers.
"Shush. We don’t have time to talk if we want to do this right,” I say grinding my cock against her ass. I have no intentions of talking." I spin her around, cup her face with one hand and kiss her the instant she opens her mouth to protest. Her lips are far sweeter, warmer and softer than I remember. I plunge my tongue inside her mouth and help myself to her sweetness. I inhale the fruity scent of her hair and give in to the ambrosia-like effect the scent has on my senses. I want more. I need more. The undertones of her perfume seduce me to the point of lustful madness. I break off our kiss and slide the straps of her top down her smooth shoulders and inhale sharply when I expose her full, firm breasts. I give myself a minute to absorb her breathtaking beauty before lowering my mouth to capture one rose-colored nipple between my lips. She throws her neck back and I groan. Lace is every bit as hungry as I am.
I don’t have enough time to taste every inch of her body but oh how I wish I could take my time and savor every inch of her body. My cock strains against my pants begging to be released. No, not yet. I need to take a little more time, tease her until she cannot take it any more. I am already rock-hard and aching for her. One touch of my cock against her bare skin and we’re both going to melt. What else did I expect? We have been apart for far too long. I sit in the closest chair, and scoop her into my arms, her breasts still exposed, her lips slightly parted. I slip my hand underneath her skirt, caressing the smooth length of her thighs and then move my hands all the way to her delicate, hot center. I push aside her silky scrap of underwear and slip my fingers deeper. She is so wet. I spread her tantalizing lips with my fingers and seek out her bud, massaging it until it flourishes into a hard little flower. She moans something unintelligible. The sound of her voice almost sends me over the edge.
I kiss her again afraid that we will run out of time before we have had a chance to fully enjoy each other, fully reach satisfaction with each other. We didn’t even think to call our parents and let them know that we would be a little late. Drat! They have all been overprotective of us since Jason’s evil nature was revealed. Maybe we should think about our future instead of just fulfilling our sexual desires.
What is there to think about? My body's reaction assures me that Lace needs me as much as I need her. We can talk about our future later, I decide, unzipping his pants. Right now, we are a man and a woman who truly need each other before we end up humping our pillows. What is wrong in fulfilling our sexual needs? I kiss her deeper and harder, my tongue seeking hers as I slide my pants down my legs. I have never had sex in a chair but hey, there is a first time for everything. How could I have known when I first met Lace that she would taunt me into submission? I cannot my innocent girlfriend is such a temptress.
I look at her, aching and ready for me, and I am so pleased with myself that we have such a powerful desire to be with each other sexually and emotionally.
She opens her eyes in that instant when I smile and clamp her legs. I pull her closer.
"Open your legs," I whisper.
"Beg me," she whispers, "I want to hear you beg me." She flashes me a naughty smile.
"Ah." I brush flyaway strands of hair away from her face. "So you finally show your true colors?"
She raises her face until our gazes meet. Her eyes glitter with her naughty challenge.
"I know of plenty of ways to make you beg, Lace." I brush my lips against hers. She trembles and that action fans the flames of my need for her.
"And I know how to tease you." She takes my hand and places it on her pussy.
"Really?" He wondered how much longer he'd last under her spell. "I know how to tease you too."
"Hmm," she murmurs.
I kiss her hard and tease her breasts with my hands, alternating my attention from one breast to the other. My hands trail further down her stomach. I draw teasing circles around her belly button then, slide my hands over her delicate triangle. She parts her thighs only enough to allow my fingers to slide inside her. I cup her pussy, then gently massage her through her panties. I increase the pressure of my fingers as her hips move upwards in a delicious, sensuous dance. I slide my fingers inside her panties and gasp when her hot juices wet her panties.
"Oh," she moans, her hips bucking.
"Please open your legs for me now," I plead, "I can't hold myself much longer."
"Okay," she laughs and kisses me hard.
I adjust our bodies, push her panties aside and allow her to straddle me. She spreads her legs allowing me to enter her, to tease and torment her until the only thing that matters is our need for each other. Slowly, I push inside her, savoring the intense satisfaction washing over me as I did so. Lace is heaven. "Kiss me," I beg softly.
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Lace.
I had no idea that I would love making Dean beg. A part of me is so pleased that Dean indulged me. It feels so freeing that I can make Dean beg for me. I want to go on but I don’t want to overdo it with my newfound sexual freedom.
No, don’t stop, my body says. Why stop when he makes me feel so incredibly sensual? Isn't this what I wanted? Oh, the things he is doing to me with his mouth. Heat spreads throughout my body.
“Let’s use the bed this time,” I tell him. Dean groans and carries me to the bed. “I want to be on top this time,” I tell him. I straddle him and kiss him hard then bite his lips.
“Babe!” he moans.
His hunger for me spurs me to go on. I work my way to his neck, to his nipples and such them just as hard and hungrily as he sucked mine. He grabs fistfuls of my hair and holds my mouth in place as I suck his nipples in turn.
He sighs when I bite his nipples softly and then lowers his mouth to kiss me long and hard.
“Oh, Lace!” It seems I have rendered him incapable of saying much else.
“Are you enjoying this?” I ask him.
“Oh, babe. I am so afraid that I will lose control and cum all over myself.”
I giggle because I never imagined Dean, my sex God, being rendered so vulnerable.
“You do this to me,” he whispers, “ooh, baby.”
“And I am about to do more,” I tell him, moving to his cock. I hold his hard cock between my hands and massage him until he is rock hard. When he can no longer take it I lower my mouth and suck his cock.
He shudders violently. “Oh, baby, don’t stop.”
“Uh-uh,” I warn him, amazed with my newfound sexual control. I take off all my clothes and throw it on the bed beside us. “Do you want to know what I am going to do next?” I tease him.
“Tell me,” he begs.
I giggle and shake my head. “Why don’t you want and see.”
He takes a few deep breaths and lets me lick him and suck him until I cannot take it anymore. Just when my pussy feels like it’s going to explode I sit on his cock and take all of him in.
“Oh,” I groan as he slides inside me, “you feel so damn good.” My insides heat up so fast that I am afraid I will come before I have truly enjoyed Dean. His cock is thick and hard and fills me up so perfectly. I throw my head back and ride him fast. Dean grabs my breasts and squeezes my nipples.
“Oh, babe!” he moans, “You are like fucking heaven. I swear I am going to lose my mind. I love you so fucking much right now.”
“I love you too, babe,” I say and continue fucking him until he is speechless.
I laugh, throw my head back and ride the fuck out of him and then collapse on his chest. For the first time, I realize that I ran out of my pills the day I moved back home. As Dean’s cum leaks out of my pussy, I wonder if his baby is already forming inside of me and it does not phase me out at all. I love Dean and I will have as many babies as he wants me to.