“You do have a most amazing, hard and muscular ass.” Laura smiled up at him as her hands roamed over said hard and muscular body part.
“Enough talking, sweetheart. Open your pussy for me. I need to be inside you,” he whispered into her mouth, and she moaned her response as she opened her legs wide and wrapped them around his back. He went in with one hard and fast push, and at last her body was alive again.
At first he fucked her fiercely, pumping deep inside, and after days without him, she came after only minutes, but Paul was still hard. Even as her pussy milked him for his cum, he kept moving within her. His strokes became slower, almost leisurely, as he moved to take one of her tightly pebbled nipples into his mouth. He suckled lightly and then deeply and then moved to her other breast. With every light stroke, his thick cocked rubbed over her sensitive clit and drew out her orgasm, and she was trembling. Her hands running over Paul’s chest, her need verging on painful, she begged him to come. He picked up speed and she was almost sobbing, she was so grateful, but just as she was reaching her orgasm, he went still and his mouth came down on hers. His kiss was savage, greedy, deep, and drugged all her senses. Dazed, she watched Paul move back to her breast and toy and play with her now painfully hard nipple.
She needed him to move. She tried to shift her hips, but his body wouldn’t allow it. He ignored her pleas and moved to her other breast, slowly and lazily. Her pussy clenched around him, begging for movement, and he swore. His mouth was back on hers, and this time his kiss was so light and fluttering it was making her crazy.
“Mine—your body, your pussy, you belong to me,” he whispered into her mouth, and their breath mated as completely as their bodies.
“Yes, Paul. I belong to you. All of me is yours.”
Finally, he began to move again, his hips pumping in and out of her harder and harder with each thrust, verging on pain. She came again, his name on her lips again and again, and he came inside her then.
***
Many hours later, she stirred and shifted to find herself wrapped in Paul’s arms. Hazily, she made out the time to be a little after midnight, and sighed at the idea of getting a cab to stop at this hour for her. She ached almost everywhere, but she smiled as she remembered how good it had all felt at the time. She’d lost count of how many times he’d taken her, both her pussy and her ass. As she sat at the edge of the bed, she watched his cum seep from her body and a thrill shot through her. The sight of his need, his unrelenting desire for her, was almost as exciting as the sex itself had been.
“Hey, where are you going?” Paul asked sleepily, as she pushed a hand through her hair and was attempting to push off the tall bed.
“It’s late, almost midnight. I was going to go home and get some sleep.”
“No, come here. I’ll let you sleep for a few hours, I promise. Don’t go home.” He rolled toward her and pulled her back into his arms. Although she was surprised at his not wanting her to leave, she knew she didn’t want to leave him either, and snuggled into the heat of his hard body.
***
Waking up, she could hear the shower going, and she sighed as she rolled over and saw it was almost ten. She stretched, though her body protested her movement, and then threw off the covers and looked down. The sun was streaming in through the windows, and she could see her body looked as if it had indeed been ravaged. She smiled. He had taken her again close to dawn, a slow and gentle fucking from behind. Although her pussy had been sore, she hadn’t dared to stop him. Her body wouldn’t have let her—she had needed him inside her, and she loved that after he came he had stayed inside her, connecting them. Sitting up, she grinned as once again his seed spilled out of her. It was naughty, so dirty, her mind whispered, as a finger played in their combined show of desire. Her fingers were sticky and coated. She licked them, and it was just like licking him clean after he came inside her. She loved the taste of them together. Again, she slipped her fingers inside her and came up sticky and wet, and she sucked again until they were clean.
She felt his hot gaze on her then, and she looked up to see him leaning against the opening of the door to the bathroom. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, and the look on his face was one of hot desire.
“That has got to be one of the hottest things I have ever seen in my entire life.” He growled as he came toward her, and he pulled the towel off him as he reached the bed.
Smiling, a little sad, she put her hand up to his chest to stop him as he came over her. “Paul, I can’t. I’m too sore. Even my ass aches. Fuck my mouth. I love it when you fuck deep into my throat,” she said with a kiss to his chest.
Paul sighed and closed his eyes. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I took you far too often last night.”
“Please, don’t act as if you were the only greedy for you to be inside me. I loved falling asleep with your cock inside me. I’m also pretty sure I begged you to keep fucking my ass those four times. Don’t go soft on me. Fuck my mouth.” She stroked his cock back to hardness and slid down under him. Without thinking, she stroked the seeping pre-cum over her hard nipple, and the feeling made her sigh with pleasure.
He took control then and moved his cock to the valley between her lush breasts. She knew immediately what he was doing, and she pushed them together so he could fuck her breasts, and smiled as she heard him groan. He moved up, and she caught the head of his cock in her mouth and quickly sucked. Pre-cum was leaking all over her, and he moved easily between her breasts. She couldn’t stop flicking her hard nipples. The skin of his cock, so soft and hot, against her sensitive breasts was causing her pussy to leak, she was so turned on. It didn’t take nearly as long as she would have liked before he came.
“Paul, you know I want you to come in my mouth.” She moaned as she continued to work his cock, and then she took him inside her mouth to make sure there was nothing left for her there. He fell back and watched her lick her breasts clean of his cum with a satisfied smile. His hands were on her, pulling her to him, and he took her mouth with a hunger and desperation that clawed at her from the inside. Laura couldn’t hold anything back from him, and answered his kiss stroke for stroke. When she was sure she might black out from loss of breath, he finally stopped and buried his face in her neck. Seeking to soothe him, she stroked his back and ran her fingers through his hair. It wasn’t long before she felt him fall asleep.
Laura looked down at the now softened lines of his face and ran a finger along his jaw. Fuck, she loved this man. This man gave her all the pleasure she could ever want, but she knew, deep down in her heart, that he didn’t want to give her love. Love wasn’t an option for him, and she knew now that giving him her body was the only way she could give him her love. She wondered how long she could keep the words inside. Now that she’d finally realized it, she wanted to scream them out loud. If it meant one more day with Paul, she would do it. Maybe he would come around if she stayed long enough and was patient. A sad sigh slipped from her when she remembered she wasn’t very patient. But then again, last night he hadn’t wanted her to go home, and she’d spent hours in his bed. It was a first for him. Who knew—maybe it would lead to other firsts?
Chapter Five
When she woke again, she found herself alone, and could hear him in the living room. She sighed to see the clock telling her it was almost noon. Making her way to the bathroom, she once
again let out a sigh of jealousy over how large and well done it was. The shower and bathtub were separate, with a large jetted tub she was going to take advantage of now. She turned it on then jumped into the shower to quickly clean up. His shower was something she loved using—it was huge, and had a nice stone bench he’d fucked her on repeatedly. There were two different showerheads above, and jets at body level. By the time she was done, the bath was almost full, and she stepped in and sank in with a sigh of enjoyment. Feeling eyes on her, she looked up to see Paul watching. He was dressed in tight jeans and a button-down linen shirt in white.
After finally realizing her feelings for him, she felt shy. “Hi.”
Smiling, he strolled to her and bent down to kiss her softly but full on her lips. “Hi. I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I don’t care what you said this morning. I shouldn’t have taken you so many times last night. Like I told you yesterday, what we do shouldn’t leave you in pain.
“Take as much time as you want in the bath, and when you come out I left a shirt on the bed for you to wear. I put your clothes in to wash a little bit ago, but they won’t be done for a while.”
Looking up at him, she saw the lingering regret in his eyes, and it felt like the lines were blurring again. Taking a deep breath, she met his eyes, hoping he didn’t see the love she felt. “Please don’t feel guilty about last night. I liked it, I really did. If you had given me a choice of just once or twice or what we did, I wouldn’t have hesitated to pick last night. And we did do it together—it wasn’t just you. It felt like forever since you left, and I couldn’t get enough of you either. I really mean it—please stop feeling guilty, because then I’m going to feel guilty and I don’t want to. Not when it felt so good.”
He shook his head, and a finger traveled down her cheek. “I take care of what belongs to me, and you belong to me. Don’t feel guilty about what happened, but it won’t happen again. Your body and pleasure is far too important for me to not take care of. Plus, there’s the added factor that now I’ll have to go without your body for a few days, and I really don’t like that at all.