by Kasey Krane
His voice was deep and low and he leaned in towards me. We were kissing in the next second. I opened my mouth to let his tongue in. He was exploring me, with one hand rising up my back slowly till it was entwined in my curls tightly.
His other hand was traveling down my butt, down my skirt till he found my bare thighs. His kiss was delicious. He kissed me like he was going to devour me. He left me breathless when he pulled away.
Spade with his deep blue eyes was staring into my eyes now.
“Do you understand what I’m saying? Do you trust me, River?” he asked and I nodded. I was dazed. I could feel the wetness between my legs. I wanted him with a growing tightness in my belly. I was clutching him, feeling the strength of his biceps and his clenched muscles.
“I lost you once and I’m never losing you again,” he added in a growl. I knew he meant business. Spade wasn’t kidding around. I nodded again.
“I’m not going anywhere, no matter how hard it gets. This is home for me and I want to do this with you. I want to be by your side,” I told him. I leaned in to him again and we were kissing once more. This time even more hungrily than before. I was his. He wanted to make sure of it. His teeth left light marks on my neck as his mouth traveled down till he was kissing me between my breasts. His hands were on my blouse, slowly rolling it up till he had access to my bra and he unhooked it.
My nipples were hard and sensitive and he pulled me back to himself. They brushed achingly against his leather jacket and I winced. Desire had taken me up. I couldn’t think of anything other than how good Spade made me feel. I was losing control, pressing my hips into his, trying to push him back to the wall.
Spade was stronger. He wasn’t budging. He was more focused on removing my clothes. The skirt came off next and now he had access to my panties. His hand went right for that spot between my legs and he rubbed his fingers there, feeling for my swollen moist clit. I was already wetting my panties so he knew exactly how turned on I was. I couldn’t wait to have his cock.
In my hand, in my mouth, in my pussy…everywhere.
While he stroked me, I started undoing his belt and his pants. I was hungry for that big cock. Spade didn’t stop rubbing between my legs, quickly taking complete control of my body.
I had just about managed to pull his pants down before I cried out with pleasure. He was going to make me come, just by stroking me like this! But Spade had other plans. Now that I was naked, he pulled off my panties and then hoisted me up in both arms.
Before I knew what he was going to do, he was position me up on his shoulders like I was a doll. My legs dangling off his shoulders and his mouth on my pussy. My head almost touched the ceiling.
Even though I had never been carried like this before, I felt completely safe in his strong arms. He was in control. Before I even had time to react, Spade was licking my pussy, slurping up my juices. His face was between my thighs and the pleasure was crazy. I was clutching the top of his head, my whole body vibrating as he slowly brought me closer and closer to an orgasm.
I was trying hard not to shout out his name, but I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my hips, from grinding myself up against him. I was going to come. His tongue lapped up against my pussy, he licked and stroked my swollen clit with his lips. He knew exactly what to do…how to…I was coming!
I cried out his name, clutching on to him tightly now as I vibrated and shook with the force of my orgasm. I had no idea what was happening anymore. It was like my whole world was spinning. The orgasm came in a wave and slowly it was ebbing away and Spade was now carrying me towards the bed.
He dropped me down on it and I giggled with amazement.
That was amazing.
How did he do it?
He moved in on the bed with me and now he was positioning me again, just the way he wanted me.
I was up against the bedpost, sitting on the bed at first but now stretching my legs out in either direction. I could feel my pussy throbbing for more. Spade pulled down his boxers, took off his jacket and shirt. There was that perfect chiseled torso of his again. Covered in tattoos, rock-solid, just like that cock between his legs too. Hard and fulfilling.
He came back to position again, moving towards me with stealth. I knew what was going to happen in the next moment, I thought I was prepared for it…but every time Spade thrust his cock into me, it felt like the first time again.
He was inside me, smoothly sliding himself into me, stroking me in that spot that was going to supercharge another orgasm. I grabbed the two pillows on either side, pressing myself to the headboard of the bed while he started pounding me.
Neither of us cared right then if the headboard was banging into the wall too loudly. Neither did we care who figured out we were having sex. All I cared about was his cock being inside me, deep inside me. Over and over again, he filled me up. Our bodies were banging together. He was clutching me by my thighs and we were facing each other now.
We had no choice but to stare into each other’s eyes. Spade was glaring wildly. His eyes were dark and heavy-lidded. I could see the sweat dripping down his temples now as he picked up speed, his thrusts got harder. Our bodies smacked against each other and I threw my head back.
I was staring up at the ceiling, feeling his big body against mine, his cock inside me, thrusting in and then sliding out…and then finally I heard his grunt. He was coming inside me.
I released again too and my second orgasm took over. It washed over me again, but this time I threw myself on him.
Spade fell back in the bed with me sprawled all over him. He was still thrusting, still pounding his big cock inside me and filling me with his cum. Our bodies moved together ravenously at first till eventually as our orgasms subsided, they became slow jerks.
We were both free falling down from that crazed state of being fulfilled. I was panting and feeling overwhelmed now. When I was sure that he had emptied his last drop of cum inside me, I rolled over and now we were lying on our backs, staring up at the ceiling together. Neither of us had caught our breaths yet.
It was an amazing feeling, to have him by my side, to know how good he was capable of making me feel. Knowing that this was going to be a part of the rest of my life. I felt blessed and lucky.
Sighing, I rolled over to him, placing my head on his hot chest and he started to stroke my hair.
“You are the most beautiful thing in the world. You want to keep taking pictures of sunsets and I want to keep taking pictures of you,” he said. I looked up at him and smiled widely. He knew just what to say to make me feel beautiful.
“I love you, Spade,” I reiterated and he moved himself forward so he could kiss me again. We were both still too hot and still breathing heavily. The sex was still amazing. Like he was taking me for the first time. I hoped we never stopped feeling like this. I knew that if seven years hadn’t faded it, then we had a good chance.
Kasey Krane is a tattoo artist living in the beautiful (and hot) state of Texas. She enjoys drawing but writing has recently become a new passion for her. Especially when it’s too damn hot to do anything outside. Whiskey neat is her drink of choice and she’s never met a truck she doesn’t like. Enjoy her bad boys, she sure does.
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Savannah Rylan is a romance writer that spends most of her time writing and reading with her cat, Gris. When not penning the next great American novel, (HA), you can find her on the beach with a drink in her hand or at the gym testing out some strange new position. Yoga, obviously. She lives in Southern California with her husband and Gris, the true love of her life.
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