This wasn’t going to heal her insecurities completely, but I hoped that now when she was around me, she never doubted that she was the only one I wanted.
“And you’re the sun, always there, always blinding me,” she whispers as her leg finds its place wrapped firmly around me. I lean forward, feeling her rock against my body. I can’t help but move myself to rub against her. It is an instinct, the movements came naturally; it’s almost feral.
My lips trail down from her neck, my tongue tasting her skin and halting at her chest. The magnetism I feel towards Valor is unending and as I reach closer to her, my lips wrap around her nipples with a playful ferocity. I feel them stiffen and harden with anticipation. It’s clear she aches for this. My cock is stiff in my jeans, rubbing against the material with every movement.
“I want you, B,” she moans softly, gripping my shoulders tightly. I look up at her, a possessive glint in my eyes. I harshly slam her back onto the desk, hearing her gasp as I do so. My large hand extending across her delicate throat, clasping the sides just enough to make breathing a little harder for her. I move back up to her lips, squeezing tighter before releasing a little.
“Ask me to make you come, pretty girl. Ask me,” I murmur against her lips holding her in place by her throat. She tries to look away from me, embarrassment sliding up her face. No, she doesn’t get to be shy right now. I’m going to fucking show her just how much she means to me.
“I’m not going to fucking ask again, Valor,” I seethe the words into her skin, needing her to hear the urgency in my tone. She bites her bottom lip, debating it, before letting out a breath.
“Make me come.” Three words. That’s all I needed.
“That’s my girl,” I mumble before I make my way down her body again. I keep my left hand on her throat, just because I fucking can. Once I reach the apex of her thighs, I groan. I can see how badly she wants me. It’s slicked on her thighs. The lights catching it making it glisten in front of me. My tongue goes first, gliding effortlessly up to her thigh and stopping right before I reach her clit, then moving to the other thigh to do just the same again.
My steamy breath blows on her clit, as my arms wrap around her legs splitting them open for me. My lips touch first, wrapping around her clit and giving a playful suck before I remove it completely. I place my tongue on her center, moving slowly, deliberately.
I want her to feel every single second of this. To realize that she is the only pussy I want to taste, the only fucking woman I ever wanted. When we were done here, she’d never forget. Every time she questions herself, an ache would start between her thighs.
“Goddamnit…” she whines aloud, tangling her hands into my hair. She keeps raising her hips to my mouth, trying to get more, needing more. I hold her ass down to the table with my arms, forcing her pussy to remain still as I pleasure it the way I want to.
I hear her whimper, the climax she so urgently needs is close. My tongue begins to quicken its pace against her clit, only pausing for me to wrap my lips around her hood and suck teasingly. Her scent surrounds my senses. The muskiness mixed with the sweetness of her taste is fucking amazing. I move only one finger inside of her at first, the familiar ‘come hither’ motion serves me well.
“More, please, more…” she pants loudly. A crooked grin sneaks onto my face as I easily slide another finger inside of her earning me a loud moan of approval. That’s Valor for you, always wanting more. If she wanted more, more is what I give her.
My free hand creeps up her soaked thigh, coating my fingers with her juices, while my other hand and tongue work in harmony. I move my middle finger toward her ass, teasingly rubbing circles around the bud. I hear her shocked gasp as I began to push it inside. Her ass clenches around my finger so tightly I can barely move in and out of her.
I move slowly making sure she feels both of her holes consumed by me. I want her to be full of me. There is no part of her that I don’t occupy. So full of me she’ll never be free. I want all or nothing. This isn’t sex. This is me marking her soul, engraving my heart with her name. It isn’t just a physical desire that pulls us together, it’s something more.
Valor’s body pushes against my arms, her body starting to twitch. Every inch of her is aching to orgasm. She’s so fucking close. I slowly start to pull away. The finger in her ass slides away. I know just how close she is, but I’m not ready to give her that yet. I want her to come knowing who she belongs to.
My tongue slows down and the fingers that were directly pushing against her G-spot again and again slow down as well. Valor’s back arches off the table, her muscles tight. I smile as I move away from her entirely.
“No, no, wait…” her voice is cracked and broken. She’s helpless in this situation. She looks down at me with bewilderment in those hazy green gems. Sweat clings to her forehead, and frustration tints her cheeks bright red. She is so damn beautiful.
I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, moving back up her body and placing my lips on hers in an aggressive kiss. I plunge my tongue into her mouth, forcing her to suck on it, to taste her own juices from me. She moans into me, eagerly taking everything I am giving her.
I remove my mouth, replacing it with my hand. I can feel her heavy breathing pounding against my palm. My other hand reaches down to pull my jeans down just enough to release my cock from its jean-clad prison. It springs free, with a pang of hunger that I’ve never experienced. I place my mouth next to Valor’s ear, whispering,
“I don’t remember saying you could come, did I?”
My tone shifted. It’s stern now. My hand slowly moves from her mouth and I slip my fingers into them, having her taste the wetness her pussy had given me. I smirk and rub my cock against her clit. Her moan vibrates around my fingers, feeling her suck greedily.
Such a good fucking girl.
My good girl.
“I want to hear you beg me to fuck your pussy until your legs give out. Beg, and maybe I’ll give you what you want.”
I push my body forward feeling my cock rub up and down her slit, torturing myself as well. I move my fingers from her mouth resting them beside her head as I brush a few stray pieces of hair behind her ears. She’s a withering mess underneath my body. Gasping and panting for release, it’s enough to make any man come in his fucking pants.
My cock prods against her entrance. My body is desperate to push inside of her tight walls and never leave. I bite my bottom lip roughly to keep from slamming inside of her just to feel her squeeze me once.
Her green eyes are full of pure ecstasy.
“Please, Bishop.” Her voice is raw from screaming and moaning. It makes my cock throb. She pushes her hips up towards me, and I can’t fight her anymore. I need her so damn badly I can’t even see straight.
I stare down at her, a feeling I can’t explain runs down my spine. I’ll never be able to have sex with another woman like this. It’s a shift in our relationship, a change for me. I never want to be without her. This isn’t fucking. This is much deeper. Chill bumps run across my skin, an unseen force pulling me closer to her.
The head of my cock slips inside, and I move the rest steadily into her tight walls. It grips me so fucking tight, I can’t help the animalistic groan that I release that matches the gasp she lets out. Goddamn. I hold myself still inside of her for just a moment, just wanting to feel her twitch around me. I am so fucking glad she came home a few weeks ago and let me know she started the pill. The condom was fine, I just didn’t feel as close to her as I wanted to. I can feel fucking everything right now.