Chapter 33 The spoilt brat
Why would he want a baby when he wasn't married? "Who is it?" Loney's deep voice shook her from her trance.
"Jasmine," she yelled. Loney froze.
Danica couldn't see Loney's expression because of the hot steam from the shower room. The moisture had done a good job in creating a fog inside the shower room, getting an opaque effect. The bathroom was drowned by the sound of the splashing shower, as Loney murmured, "the spoilt brat." He thought his voice was swallowed by the splashing sound of the shower but didn't know Danica had heard him.
A wave of relief washed her. If Loney called Jasmine a spoilt brat, then a spoilt brat she was to him. That was enough for her. Sensing that Loney hadn't said anything, she wanted to leave when the sound of splashing water ceased. Loney stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist. Danica felt heated up, as he walked towards her.
She stretched her hand to give him the phone but he didn't take it immediately. Instead, he held her by the waist, at the entrance of the bathroom where she stood. His body was hot from the shower. His hair dripped wetly. The hairs on his chest laid down humbly, Danica's face burned red. She was caged in his arms and stood frozen. All her plans of trying to please him like he pleased her jumped out the window.
He hovered over her, his eyes boring into hers. Loney didn't know what she was thinking, seeing there was no reaction on her face. He expected her to push him away or something. Therefore, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He felt that perhaps, he misread her reactions. To him, if Danica had begun feeling anything for him, then she should show some traits of jealousy or anger but he rather saw relief in her eyes. Despite being grateful that she wasn't judgemental, he still felt uneasy. "Did you just come to give me this phone?" His eyes pinned into hers so deep she felt nervous. Their faces were just an inch apart.
Danica's heart was beating so fast. She didn't know what to say. The question took her by surprise. Before she found her voice, his lips swallowed hers. The smell of his shampoo invaded her nostrils. She wanted more of him. Finding her courage, she slipped the phone into the pocket of her dress, her hands finding their way to the back of his head. She pressed him closer, his hot tongue exploring every corner of her mouth. He wanted her. He longed for her. And he had her, at least for now.
He slipped his hand into her dress, lifting it over her head, completely taking it off her. Her body was warm against him. They couldn't tell who was warmer. He lifted her off the tiled bathroom floor, her legs wrapped securely around him. His lips hungrily meeting hers again. Danica's hand's were wrapped around his neck, her breast firmly pressed around the chest, the layer of bra masking the complete contact.
Just as Loney dropped her gently on the bed, his towel fell. Danica's heart thumped, as she viewed his length. Then a thought crossed her mind. She lifted herself before he lowered himself on her, wrapped her frail arms tightly around him, using all her weight to push him onto the bed instead. She sat on his hard stomach and began caressing the hair on his chest. Loney allowed her, his hands caressing her smooth legs, sending pleasurable sensations into her body.
Danica tried to do as he always did her. She lowered her head, using her tongue to lick his nipple, drawing circular movements in the process. A moan escaped Loney, her cheeks burned in admiration of her efforts. She caressed and kissed his chest, as she moved her hand between his thighs. Loney stiffened his manhood hard. Danica enjoyed the reactions she got and kept her eyes glued to his. She enjoyed seeing the vulnerability in his eyes. The way it squinted, and his lips parted in a gasp, then the changes in his breathing.
She moved her hands to the tip of his manhood. Her hand shook a little but she got used to the blood rushing and plunging through his veins and the way it enlarged in her hand. Her eyes were still glued to his, as he growled in pleasure, arching his back. It built her confidence as she stroked it gently, casting a glance at him. His eyes were closed now, taking away her shyness, as she mastered courage and pushed the tip in her moist mouth. Pleasure shook through Loney as he let out another growl. His reactions kept her going.
She runs her hands up and down his thighs, petting his manhood. she manipulated and squeezed a bit and felt it as the blood flow started to get going. She licked the tip, her hand softly fondled his testicles between her fingers, not squeezing too hard. Then, she used her other hand to massage the shaft while her mouth sucked and licked the tip. That way, she pleasured him without having his full length in her mouth and therefore not gagging. It was her first time and Loney's reaction to her was priceless. She will cup his testicles in her hand from time to time and lightly squeeze them.
Loney's muscles began to tighten, his testicles hardened. His semen begged to be released but Danica's mouth was still secured around the tip of his manhood. "Stop," Loney's voice was deep and husky, masked with waves of pleasure but Danica wasn't ready to listen. She got this far and she wanted to complete it. Before she realized it, warm salty liquid coated her mouth. She swallowed in one gulp. Loney shivered a little from the release, his eyes snapped open in shock. He couldn't believe that she pleasured him so much.
He pulled her to his chest, kissing her passionately, tasting himself in her mouth. He unhooked her bra and took her nipple in his mouth, sucking deeply. Pain mixed with pleasure shook through Danica. A moan escaping her. "You did great," Loney's husky voice complimented her, making her cheeks burn red with excitement. His hands caressed her soft body, finding her pant and pulling it away. His finger shoved gently inside her wet pussy. He growled as he laid her on her back, then lifted her leg so her feet rested on the mattress.
He sunk in between her thighs, his hands holding her hips firmly, as he sunk his tongue inside the warm wet area. Danica gasped as the pleasure shook through her. Her body was on fire and she tried to move but Loney held her in place, his tongue going deeper, as he licked her juices. Danica was exasperated but Loney wasn't done. She just resurrected a part of him that he buried since he met her, not wanting to scare her but now, he knew she was ready for that wild part of him to take its full effect. He sat at the edge of the bed and moved her onto his lap. He kissed her neck hungrily moving to her chest. He licked her lobe, caressed her breast with his hand. Loney was hard again and positioned her on the tip of his manhood.
It sunk deep into her pussy, her walls tightening around it. She yelped in pain as it shot through to her cervix. The pain turned to pleasure, as he rocked her in upward and downward movement. She got accustomed and began rocking herself up and down. Loney's strong arms wrapped protectively around her. His right hand held her chin as he stared into her dazed eyes. "Are you tired?" His deep alluring voice brought her out of her daze.
Danica recalled she wanted to please him and this was her chance. She began to fight her bodys' fatigue. "No, not even close," her voice was soft and breathy. Loney smirked, as he shoved deeper, emanating a fire of pleasure inside her walls. She let out a loud yelp, the pleasure rushing through her body. Her walls tightened around his swollen manhood, as she released for the second time. She shivered, holding him tightly as a refuge.
Loney wanted more but neither did he want to drain her. "Tired?"
She was tired but she didn't admit it. "Not even close," she said in a breathy voice. Loney smirked, and shoved a finger inside her walls, wet from her release. She let out a yelp as he added another finger. She felt another wave and her body was exhausted yet, she wanted to know how far he could go. She knew that once it ended, he would be gone but she wanted him to stay longer. "Not even close," she said, almost in a whisper.
Loney detached himself gently and placed her on the bed. "On all fours," he commanded in his usual deep alluring voice. She obeyed, not knowing what he was up to. Then it occurred to her when his hard manhood penetrated her pussy from behind. It was painful at first, as he shoved deeper but she soon found her pleasure and moaned. Loney was a bit rough this time, as he thrust in and out of her. His groins slapped her butts rapidly, he growled in pleasure, followed by her moans. Somehow, they both found their release together. They were both exhausted, as he still asked, "tired?" Danica's eyes were closed as she whispered, "yes, very tired."
Loney smiled and pulled her into his arms, kissing her passionately, "you did so well." As to whether or not she heard him, he couldn't tell. Danica drifted to sleep and Loney was about to close his eyes when he heard the sound of his phone. Reluctantly, he picked Danica's dress and retrieved his phone. The caller ID was Jasmine. A frown covered his features, as he turned off the phone and dropped it on the nightstand. He got back to the bed, wrapped his arm around Danica, pulled her to him, so her head was resting on his chest. Comforted, he drifted to sleep. He will handle Jasmine later but now, he had everything he needed and that was Danica...