S e v e n-2

My orgasm is blinding hot. A scorching heat that rips through my entire body. I literally see stars, the moonlit room brightening as I explode and pour myself into her mouth. She milks me gently with her hot tongue, dainty laps at the pulsating head, which only serves to drive me even more insane. When it's over I pull her to her feet and kiss her hard. The taste of myself on her beautiful talented mouth does something to my insides I can't even begin to comprehend. When I pull away from her mouth she licks her lips and smiles up at me. She looks like a seductress and a nun at the same time. How is that even possible? "Mmm, well that was as wonderful as I remember it. Thank you.' "It was my pleasure, so you are more than welcome, Mr Grey." In one swift move, I pull her in front of me, pushing her the two steps forward to the floor to ceiling windows. "Now I'm going to fück you here," I growl. She makes a soft whimpering noise and presses herself against the window. "Would you like that?" "Yes," she nods. "Wait here," I whisper in her ear. Crossing the room to my travel bag on the dresser, I retrieve a condom. Then on second thoughts, lift out two more. When I return Charlie hasn't moved an inch, her body exquisite against the cityscape. Fuck what I'd give to have her in my playroom - just for one night. Perhaps I could persuade her to come to Seattle for the weekend? For several weekends. I push that thought out of my head immediately because clearly, I'm a despicable bastard to want that from a woman who's just divorced her despicable bastard husband. This is different. Charlie's different. With her I was different. Before I have a chance to think anymore I come to stand behind her. She tenses at my presence for a moment before melting completely into my body, giving herself over to me. Surprisingly I feel no trace of my earlier fear or nerves. Post-climax relaxation maybe? Though deep down I know if she were facing me it'd be a different story. I was in control here, in this position and we both knew it. I move her hair so that it's draped over her right shoulder - I'd rather it was braided to expose her neck, but there's no time. I touch my mouth to her neck breathing deep, marvelling at how familiar she smells. The soft silkiness of her skin was also something that seemed to be imprinted into my mind. "Your skin is so beautiful Charlie," I murmur as I trace my mouth along and up her neck. She moans and moves her head, giving me more access. "I never forgot how you tasted." I kiss her again. She makes a quiet soft sound before speaking in a whisper. "I never forgot how your mouth felt on me." Turning her head to mine, I kiss her roughly on the lips, pushing my face hard into hers. As I do I slide the straps of her bra down and then unclip it. Charlie slides it off the rest of the way and lets it drop to the floor. Reluctantly, I let go of her mouth and kiss along her shoulder to the top of her spine, moving my hand across her breast as I do. They fit perfectly in my hand as I squeeze and flick my thumb across her warm hard nipple. With my other hand, I encircle her waist and pull her back against me so that I'm pressing my cock into her perfect ass. I slide my free hand downwards and into her panties delighting when she opens her legs for me. I groan when I feel her there. "Still so soft, and warm," I whisper in her ear. "So wet." "Yes," she pants. I slide my finger inside a little. Still so warm, still so inviting. Again familiar. "Tell me what you want," "You know what I want Christian. Stop it." I smile and press my lips to her neck, just below her ear. "Say. It. Out. Loud." I command. She groans a little. "I want you. I want you to fuck me." "How would you like me to fuck you?" "What?" She sounds confused but aroused. Very aroused. "Do you want me to fück you hard? Would you like that?" I ask quietly. She makes a very soft very quiet noise in the back of her throat. One that she doesn't want me to hear. It sounds desperate. Like a plea for help maybe. Or mercy. "Yes... yes that's what I want." "Okay." I bite her softly. "Then if you're a good girl I'll fuck you slow." "Christian... Jesus." She curses. I remove my hands from her and step back to pull down her panties, admiring her delightful, but too pale ass, as I do. As she steps out of them I open the packet and ready myself, smiling as she gazes back at me over her shoulder, arching her back towards me, an invitation. When I position myself against her, I slide my hand down her ass and between her legs to tease her open before replacing my hand with my cock. Gently, I stroke myself against her opening making her whimper. "Christian if you don't fuck me right now I swear I'm going to spank your bloody ass." She says turning her head to snap. I stifle my chuckle and press my mouth to her ear. "Oh, you'll pay for that. Trust me." I breathe before sliding deep inside her. "Oh my godd... yes," She gasps, bracing herself forward against the window as I begin to move in and out of her, kissing the side of her neck and crook of her shoulder as I do. She fits around me far too snuggly and I close my eyes as the pleasure starts to wash over me. "Yes... please..." She moans. "Harder, god Christian I need you, harder.." At her bid, I move faster and harder. a deep groan escaping my throat as I feel myself hit against her inner walls. "Fuck, Charlie..." I bite her neck softly, and she turns her head looking for me. With an arm around her waist, I pull her into me, impaling her in me and press my mouth roughly against hers. Kissing her greedily, biting her mouth as she does the same. "Oh my god." She pants, breaking away from my lips. "I'm..." She backs her body into mine further and grinds herself against my thrusts, before dropping her head back on my shoulder. "Christian, please, don't stop... god..." Her feminine gasp a moment later and the curling of her fingers into tight fists declare her orgasm. She shudders around me and I hold onto her body as she rides out her climax, her insides clenching deliciously as I continue to move in her. I slide a hand between her legs and tease her sensitive spot as she comes, and I have to tighten my hold as her legs almost buckle beneath her. "That's it... let me feel it.  Good girl... come for me. I can feel it, yes..." I whisper against her ear, placing delicate kisses just below it. When her body relaxes, I begin to thrust again, my cock urgent and greedy for its own release. Charlie stays soft and malleable and so I hold her tight in my arms as I fuck her slow but deep. When my own orgasm comes it's like deliverance - a delicious and comforting respite from a deep sort of need. It almost feels like coming home.