“What is happening to me?” she asks, moving her head back and forth.
“It’s called desire, baby. Heat. Your body is waking up, pumping need, want and plain old fashioned horniness through you. Preparing you for my invasion. And make no mistake, I am going to invade, tear down, conquer and rebuild everything you thought you knew about love, life and yourself and you are going to love every minute of it.”
I drop my pants and boxers, buttons flying as I rip the shirt. Naked and pulsing with unspent energy, I look at the angel laying before me, waiting for me to unlock all her hidden secrets and hunger and I close my eyes, taking a moment to give thanks I found her first. “Blake.” She says my name so sweetly, yet with a hint of allure which is potent in the way she delivers it.
“I’m here, my flower. Right here.” I squeeze my cock once more, telling him to calm down. Our end game is upon us, but we have to be gentle and patient. We have her forever. She will feel our unbridled passion and its possession, but first, we have to love her. Even a bit savagely.
Twinkling from the dresser is a pair of scissors the tailor left behind when I was being fitted for this suit last week. Without pause, I grab them and walk over to her. “You looked like sin in this dress, baby. Like a walking talking forbidden fruit. It's no wonder Webber tried to steal you from me.” I growl as I cut her out of her dress from the bottom to the top. Her breathing becomes labored, telling me how much this is turning her on. Seems my little flower is not so innocent. Dress cut up and open, I simply gaze upon her beauty, naked, nothing hiding her from me. “Jesus, you look like a painting of Venus, the Goddess...”
“Of beauty and love.” She says finishing my statement.
“Yes, little flower. Beauty and love.” A deep breath and another moment of admiration and I am crawling up the bed on top of her, gliding our naked bodies together. I knee her legs open, making room for my frame between her heaven and simply stare into her eyes. “You are going to be my greatest treasure, Lilah. You and our children.” a lone tear falls down her eyes before I kiss her, slowly and with purpose. Some of the frenzy is dormant.
She kisses me back, her arms wrapped around my neck as she gives in to the inevitable and lets herself go. My hands, once again, explore her tits and soft skin, relishing in the way her body contours not of muscle and leanness but in the way only a real woman could be portrayed. I kiss her once more before moving down, kissing every inch as I picture my children growing in her belly. I get to the junction of her pussy, and I sniff her untouched cave, allowing the potent fragrance of wanton syrup and untouched musk fill my lungs. Gripping her thighs, I spread them and push them back, mesmerized by the way her pussy lips split open, almost reluctantly from being glued together by her desire. I watch the petals open and her numb peek out, shyly showing me where it lives.
“I… Blake.” I know she is embarrassed and unsure, but Christ if I don’t get my tongue in her I am going to lose it.
“Yes, baby. This is mine now. Look at me as I introduce myself.” her eyes come to mine fever pitched and glassy. I wiggle my tongue between her ass cheeks, playing with her rosebud. Her cries of surprise and protest bounce off the floor to ceiling windows in the penthouse and it’s like the best symphony ever written.
I slide my tongue from her dirty girl hole to the hole I am going to plunder, pushing in and out of it, grunting as I struggle to fit it in. I love that she grabs my hair, waging a battle with herself, not sure whether to push me away or grind against my mouth. I suck her clit and put my hand on her stomach when she jumps, screaming. “It’s ok, baby. Feel it.” I drink her elixir over and over as she drips and gushes in my mouth. My cock, angry he is being sidelined, thumps against the bed demanding his turn and I agree. It’s time. I kiss her pussy once more before sitting back on my knees. “Open your eyes, Lilah. I want your eyes while I am putting my seed inside of you. You are the unexplored country baby, and I am the conquistador.”
I guide my cock to her opening, sweating, and cursing myself for the pain I am going to cause her, but not sorry enough to stop. Nothing is going to stop me now.