“I’m terrified,” I respond, “but I need you.”
The curiosity vanishes and I see lust completely take over in his eyes. “Just remember you asked for this,” he snarls.
As quick as lightening, I drop down to my knees and take the head of his cock in my mouth. I crawl on my knees with him as he staggers backwards against the wall. The warm water cascades down on both of us as I suck on the rock-solid length.
I still remember gagging the last time I tried this and how he had finished the job himself. With my hand at the root I swallow up his dick as deep as I can, but before I can start to gag I pull away slowly, sensuously. I let my tongue run up and down the silky-smooth length, tracing the bulging veins before I lower my head to take his balls into my mouth.
He groans and I lay my palm on his flat belly. I can feel his pulse underneath his skin. Fast and slightly erratic. His cock grows bigger inside my mouth and it makes my heart swell with pride to know I can do this to him.
Almost beside myself with arousal and excitement I feel my stomach clench when his body starts to clench and contract. His hand slides around my neck to hold me in place, just where he wants. I pray I will not start choking like some amateur. Lifting my gaze, I see his head resting back against the wall. His eyes are shut with the intensity of emotions coursing through him.
With a smack he shuts the water faucet off.
I take him as deep into my throat as he will go. Drops of cum spill into my mouth and I lap it all up, craving his taste more than anything in the world. His hand spreads into my hair as he begins to rock his hips backwards and forwards. Holding me in place, Brand explodes inside my mouth, shooting straight down my throat. I suck wildly on the engorged head and hear his palm hit the tile wall just before his curse rings out in the enclosed space.
“Fuck,” he swears.
A groan escapes my lips. Everything about this man turns me on. He roughly pulls me up to him and at first I am unable even to stand. Brand gazes into my eyes and I cannot breathe.
“Did I do okay?” I whisper.
“What?” he rasps.
“Did I do okay?” I repeat
“Yeah, you did just fine,” he says as he spins me around. He slams my back against the wall. His hands placed on either side of my face sting like burning coals. My hands slide around his waist to grab hold of him unwilling for even an inch of space to be between us. Slanting his head, he kisses me, hard, and my entire body goes limp.
His tongue takes over my mouth and I surrender to it all. By the time he pulls his lips from mine I cannot even open my eyes. All I can do is feel.
He goes to my breast and I feel my pussy drip even more. My own cream rolls warm and thick down my legs and I feel as if I am melting as his mouth tugs on my nipple. The painful pleasure rocks my whole body and my hand instantly goes between my legs. But Brand’s hand arrives quicker, his fingers slipping in between the soaked folds as he palms me hard. I trap his hand between my legs and cry out at the beautiful torment.
“Fuck,” I gasp, my toes curling.
He takes a nip of the skin between my neck and shoulder, and my knees buckle. Crazed with lust, I begin to trace kisses down his body, my aim is to brand all of him. He grips my waist in his hand and spins me around. My hands connect with the wet tiles, my face is pressed into the cool smooth wall. I shut my eyes as his hands roughly grab my hips and pull my hips back, making my buttocks jut out.
“Yes, yes, fuck me,” I plead, writhing my ass against his groin.
His mouth rests against my ear. “Your mouth has turned dirty,” he growls. Looking into my eyes, he parts my ass and sensually rubs his dick up and down my crack. My sex feels so swollen and hard I know I can climax any moment.
His hand slaps my buttocks hard and I cry out.
He kicks my legs to spread them further apart. I feel him lower his hard body slightly, then his cock head finds my opening. In one smooth movement, his whole cock plunges into me. I moan with the shocking pleasure. My fingers end up tangled in my own hair as he stretches and completely fills me out.
“Brand,” I cry out, as he begins to move inside of me. Only the tips of my toes remain on the floor as I rise to meet his brutal thrusts. He seems angry as he pounds into me. I realize I don’t want it any other way. This is how we connect. Like animals.
I can hear him panting behind me as he fucks me ruthlessly. His grunts are pure music to my ears and I relish each sound as his dick drives deeper and deeper into me. My scream is unconscious as I slam my buttocks into him. My hand goes to my clit to torture the already tormented nub in hard rapid circles. I lose all the strength in my body as wild pleasure begins to melt off all of my bones.
My feet leave the floor when I eventually explode. The whole world ceases to matter. There is only Brand’s body rubbing against me, his voice grunting, his dick deep inside me. Brand holds me up against him as he comes together with me, the both of us gasping and trembling against the other. I feel his hot seed shooting into me.
Our bodies are slicked with sweat. The combined scent of our sex envelops us as we tremble with the force of our climax. He bites deeply into the skin of my shoulder and it just makes the juices flowing out of me increase.
It takes a while before either of us let the other go.
Brand leans against me, completely spent while my hands rest against the tiled wall. I want to kiss him before he comes to his senses so I angle my head and catch his lips with mine. He doesn’t resist, his tongue dances and tangles with mine as we lap each other up. Eventually he spins me around to face him. I know it is over, but I don’t want it to be.
I lick my lips slowly.
For a second his eyes are mesmerized by the journey of my tongue then his big powerful hands go around my buttocks. Grabbing my flesh he lifts me up. My legs automatically curl around his waist. I search his face until he captures my mouth again. His tongue is hot and velvety and the kiss is deep and passionate.
It is a shock to feel his cock slipping into me once more.
I did not think it was possible for a man to be able to go again so soon after, but I do not question the blessing. I shut my eyes and cradle my lover’s head against my breasts.
Brand slams into me and we begin our dance all over again.
Lost in his embrace, I never want to find myself again. As my nails dig into the skin of his back, my entire body moves back and forth with the force of his fucking, I swear to myself that I will make him mine. I already seem to have ruined him for anyone else, anyway. I just have to remove the barrier that he has erected between us.
He may be a fucking maniac, but he is my maniac.
I clench down hard and mark his satiny skin as he takes me to the edge of the cliff once more. Brand searches for my lips and kisses me so hard we breathe through each other’s mouths.
I feel tears fill my eyes as my entire body quickens with my impending orgasm. The heat from his body radiates in waves and consumes us both. He comes with me once again, his cry is animalistic, his hips slamming painfully into me. I throw my hands around his shoulders as our bodies tremble against each other.
His head falls in the crook of my neck as he fights to control his breathing. I savor this moment of silent communion between us. I wish it could last forever, but the dream is broken when he tugs on my legs clamped around his hips. I loosen them and my legs fall from around him and back to the ground.
I wait, almost afraid to breathe, as I brace myself for the rejection that I already know is coming. It comes in four heartbreaking words.
“You can go now,” he says watching me intently.
I pretend to shrug, insouciant as a cat. “Sure, why not? I’ve got what I came for,” I say airily as I pull the door open and let myself out. I try not to hurry away now, achingly aware of my nakedness and his eyes boring holes through me as I take my leave. Soon I am out of the room. Naked, I hurry to my room and collapse on my bed. I pull the covers over my head and try, just try to breathe.
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nbsp; “It will all be okay,” I promise myself. “Just breathe.”
In out. In out. In the end I start to shiver with the cold. A brutal shard of pain digs itself into my chest. No matter how horrible Brand is to me, I cannot rid him from my heart.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Liliana
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Without Me
The next morning I am awoken by the sound of something falling close to my face. Startled, I open my eyes to see Brand staring down at me. He is fully dressed in a calf-length coat, buttoned up black silk shirt and trousers, his hair has been combed back, and his jet-black beard is trimmed. He looks as deliciously wicked as sin.
For the first few moments he doesn’t speak and I let my eyes take in the thing next to my head.
“Take the pill,” he says to me.
I sit up, push my hair out of my face, and regard him. “I will.”
He nods then turns around to leave and I remember that I am meant to treat him with total kindness. Unconditionally, and selflessly. This is my apology.
“Thank you for thinking of me,” I say.