Chapter 35: His very presence

And now here I am, with his dick down my throat and I can scarcely believe it.

I’ve never been this promiscuous but his kind of hotness is possessing. He seems aloof and withdrawn, but at the same time warm and inviting and its complexity excites me. His gorgeous structured face and dreamy eyes are a bonus, and that taut ass, toned torso and those broad shoulders have done me in.

Tilting my head, I lick up and down his cock, smearing saliva and cum all over the soft pale flesh. Then I move on to his balls and his response is a slam of his hand against the headboard.

I grab onto his taut ass when I return to the head, and almost jump in excitement when his hand curves around the back of my head. With the most animalistic male grunt I’ve ever heard, he holds my head in place as he drives himself into my mouth. Briefly handing the reins over to me, my teeth scrape lightly along his length while my cheeks are hollowed to fully accommodate him. When he eventually climaxes, he pulls out to spill his seed away from me and I’m a bit disappointed. Pouty, I watch his release and the intensely erotic sight more than makes up for my annoyance.

Damn, he is a beautiful man.

I watch as he brutally pumps himself, his release seemingly endless as it spills onto the mattress. His head is thrown back and his ass clenched with the tension of his release. I want to see more of him so I head over, going behind him to slide my hands underneath his shirt. I move them up his heated smooth skin, feeling the ridges of muscles as I go along and my mouth waters with hunger.

His breathing is still harsh and labored but now he has brought himself under control, so he turns around to glance at me with a smile across his beautiful face. In one swift, fluid motion, he pulls the T-shirt over his head and at the hypnotic move of muscle in response, I almost orgasm again right there.

I press a kiss to his shoulder and it immediately graduates into a flurry of starved worship as I taste every part of his skin. I’m just moving down to his ass when I feel his hand grab by arm. So I move quickly and am able to take a nip of that delicious ass before he swings me around like a doll and throws me on the bed.

Our combined laughter rings out into the air at my naughtiness but it soon changes into something else. He leans down to hover just above me and for a few moments, all he does is stare into my eyes. Then his gaze roves all over my face and down my body.

I find myself unable to breathe.

“You’re a wonderful surprise, Blair,” he says in his buttery smooth voice.

I feel my heart make several somersaults within my chest. I can only dare to breathe when his attention moves to my dress and in no time, he has the hem of my dress, pulling it up and over my body.

“I love this dress,” he says. “But it has to step aside for a little while. He leans down to press a kiss to my lips and then places another right on the skin above the pulse on my knee. “I also love the color red on you. Coupled with your beautiful eyes, it makes it seem like you just jumped out of a painting.”

He is succeeding in bed and advancing dangerously in the romance department.

I don’t think I’m emotionally detached enough to handle this, so I need him to shut up before I’m in trouble. Leaning forward, I seal my lips over his and thrust my tongue into his mouth. This produces the desired effect as it completely captures his attention. He lowers onto me and I am over taken with the burn of his skin against mine. I writhe, moan, and gasp underneath him as he begins to trace the kisses down my skin and soon he arrives at my breasts. Firstly, he pulls some of the alluring, plump flesh into his mouth and it produces a slight sting that I know is going to leave a mark. I don’t mind it at all and look forward to the memories that this night will forever plant in my memory.

His mouth soon moves on to my nipple. When his lips close over it through the sheer material of my bra, I begin to leak incessantly from between my thighs. I can’t remember being so turned on in my life and I cannot believe just how stimulated and on fire I am.

His touch and his scent and even his very presence has entrapped and entranced me in a cocoon of mind blowing pleasure and I never want it to come to an end. His hands proceed to cup my breasts and even the tender, sensitive mounds flush in excitement. I am obsessed with just how wild it feels to be possessed by him in this way, and by the low grunts from the base of his throat, I know he feels the exact same way.