My head thrashes to the side as I let out a gasp at feeling a wave on intense pleasure.
"Oh god," the words slip, leaving me before I can even think about what I'm saying as he chuckles against my pussy.
Lucien pulls back, leaving me waiting and hungrier for his touch. He looks at me as he stands, "you're so responsive," he tells me, softly touching my pussy.
I gasp watching, as he moves closer. He shifts until he's once again between my legs. He pulls his arm forward, holding a can of whipped cream. Where he got that, I haven't a clue and really don't want to know.
'’Nooo…' I gasp, watching as he moves closer, shaking the can. I squirm on the bed the tension on my wrists tightening slightly as I struggle.
He chuckles, watching my movements as he moves into position and pulls off the cap. He shifts between my legs and brings the can to my thigh. I tense up as he squirts a long line along my inner thigh. The sting of the cold cream renders my senses useless for a second then goes into overdrive. I'm shocked by the feeling he leans closer and his warm tongue in stark contrast to the cold cream as he licks the cream from my body. My clit starts to tingle at the sensations coming over me, making a lump caught in my throat.
He sprays another line of cream at the top of my pussy, it sits close to my clit I shudder my body trembles while he licks from one side to the other. My breathing becomes rapid as his warm tongue melts the cold cream. The feel of his warm tongue is doing things to my body, something I've never felt before.
My hands wiggle against the restraint as I try to contain the energy building in me. He is working me up, and all he's doing is fucking licking the cream off me. I had no idea that this could be so damn …… erotic. My heart starts racing as I hear him shake the can again. I close my eyes.
I hear the spray before I feel it. My body jolts as the cream hit's my clit. My body arching off the bed in shock. Lucien moves in his warm tongue on my clit circling and lapping at the cream as he circles my clit. Heat burns inside me as he continues to rotate and flick his tongue. I moan out loud, not caring about the noises I'm making. He moves a hand up to cup my breast, his fingers tweeting my nipple with firm pressure, enough to be painful as he brings me to the edge. His tongue is relentless. He's very skilled at what he's doing, to my mind and body, and the more he works me up, the more heat is building inside my body.
The need to touch him is overwhelming, my wrists pull on their restraints. Through I need to reach him, the thrill of being tied up is a rush and adds to the pleasure I am feeling.
He pulls my clit into his mouth, sucking hard, the pleasure of it flashes light behind my eyes. My body shakes, shattering everything around me into splinters and fractures. It was as if the world had exploded into a million pieces, and I can't stop myself from screaming out his name in an outpouring of ecstasy. It is so strong, so hard that I gasp for air. I can feel everything and nothing at the same time, I can't explain the feeling. It's something I've never felt before, and I was scared nobody would ever compare to the feelings this man this Demon was making me feel. Fire explodes in my core, making my knees start to shake as an intense orgasm explodes inside me.
"Been waiting what seems like fuckin forever for a taste," he growls, nipping at my clit, "It's been worth the fucking wait. You taste like dammed honey,"
He sucked on my clit one last time, making me moan as I slowly climbed back down from my immense high. He pulls back. Swiping the cream and my juices from his mouth with the back of his hand.
"What are you doing to me?" I whispered, hating that I was showing how much he affected me.
"Giving you pleasure like you've never known," he whispered back into my ear.
My head flops to one side trying to avoid his gaze, I felt slightly embarrassed I'd never done this with anyone else. I could feel sleep trying to claim me, his weight was pinning me down to the bed "I've not finished with you yet. I need to be inside you," His words sends a shudder through me.
He stands kicking off his boots, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling them down and off his socks. Lying there in shock I gaze at his huge cock, from the feel of it I'd known he wasn't small in that department but seeing it there in front of my very eyes was something to behold. There was a fleeting thought of whether it would fit inside me.
He doesn't give me time to think about it for long though, I whimper at not being able to stare at the perfect specimen standing before me. That dark hooded look is back in his eyes. His hands run up my arms as he looks deep into my eyes, the flashes of red and black come and go as he stares "M.I.N.E" I hear the growl full from his mouth as his hand fists my hair tightly in a grip that makes me gasp while my pussy tingles.
"I'm not yours," I tell him trying to shake my head in denial.
"You're mine. Ours" he growled as he sniffed at my hair, "you belong to US." he moved his other hand down till it reached the junction of my thighs, his fingers dancing on the edge of my folds as my legs separated as if they had a will of their own giving him entrance. His touch is steadfast, dominant, and possessive as he takes control. His fingers slide inside me, making me moan as his thumb pressed against my clit. I feel myself opening up, my walls stretching in satisfaction. My hips rock against his hand. Beads of sweat gather on my temple, he knows exactly where to push and where to press I'm so close to the edge I moan out loud when he touches his thumb on my clit bringing me right to the edge and then he stops and pulls his hand away forcing the orgasm to fade away, making me whine in protest.
His hand moves to my thigh, bringing my leg up and around his waist. I move with him as his cock shifts in line with my pussy. I now don't even care that he only left me hanging a few seconds ago; all I care about is having him inside of me.
"This pussy is mine," he murmurs as he thrusts inside me, making me moan and gasp out while his length stretches and pushes inside me. He stops allowing me to adjust to his size; he rests his forehead against mine, looking into my eyes. His eyes have turned back to black and are full of lust and are staring at me so intently I know he's trying to hold it together as he starts to move in and out of me. It feels so fucking good to feel him moving deep inside of me as his cock thrusts in and out. His fingers are digging into my thigh. Digging in so tight, I'm sure they will leave marks, but I don't care. His fingers in my hair hold so tightly that he's pulling my hair. The grip, the dominance is making this wilder than I have ever felt. His thrust isn't slow; they aren't passionate, they are fast and hard. They're deep and calculated. They are hitting the right spot as he works me to that place only, he is so good at achieving. My skin ripples and shudder's wracking through my body as my hips move in time with his. He thrusts again and hits that spot, which makes me moan in delight. The pressure is building, and I arch off the bed as the heat is intensifying inside me, making me so freaking hot as if I might explode from the pressure as he moves in and out of me his grip tight.
He hits that spot again and flashes of light dance behind my eyes. My muscles start to clench, and fireworks blast inside my head. It's like he's alighting my soul as every part of me shudders even harder than the first time as my pussy convulses around his pulsating cock.
Lucien groans loudly, thrusting up inside of me hard and fast. I try to hold on, but my body is spent as I ride out the last of my orgasms. I know that he's right on edge, so I tighten my pussy to ring him out. His head falls into the crook of my neck, his teeth clench onto my neck, hard, and I knew that he would leave a mark as he exploded deep inside me as he let out a deep sexual groan. He pulls out, dropping my leg as he does so; he reaches up, freeing my hands.