Stricken Desire

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by S. K. Logsdon


  “Ah… that makes sense now.” I bob my head. Yep, charting into retard awkward territory.

  “See…We are learning more and more and we haven’t argued in like five minutes. We are headed in the right direction. And for number three it’s not fucked up it’s the truth and sometimes fate deals a dicey set of cards. And four I will sit down if that will make you feel better. But I am going to be honest. I want to touch you. “

  Oh yeah there is comes. Get to it now and just tell me you want to fuck me. That’s where this is headed anyway. The air is clouded with pheromones I can even smell it.

  “And No don’t be over thinking this.” He gestures to us. “I don’t want to fuck you.”

  I scoff and on the verge of rolling my eyes he cuts in.

  “Okay. Okay. I do want to make love to you but not right now I don’t. How’s that for honesty?” he perks up his eyes brow and grins.

  “Fine. I will talk and try not to be a bitch. Just sit down on the edge of the bed.” I fold my arms over my chest. I forgot I have been standing around in my bra and panties. Having a conversation this naked, wasn’t how this should have gone down. He sits down again. A large weight is lifted off my shoulders but at the same time I kind of wish it was still there. His distance hurts. My heart is truly aching. Glancing down at the skin over my heart I rub it a little.

  “See I knew I wasn’t the only one.”

  I look up at him “Huh?” I bunch up my nose.

  “Your heart hurts doesn’t it?” he says seriously, not mocking or rude. Just firm and sensual. In his very warm panty dropping voice. That’s its new title.

  “No.” I blurt, way to quickly I know he won’t believe me. I should have planned that expression out a little better. Damnit.

  He grins. “Yes it does.”

  “So what. It doesn’t mean anything.” I whine and cross my arms over my chest again. Hugging myself.

  “If that’s what you want to think that’s okay. You’ll realize it soon enough. I get to you. Bad.” He grins again. His grin is sexier than his smile. It’s seductive and sinister. Just looking at it my belly jumps again and my heart thumps hard in my chest. It has to be like five hundred degrees in this godforsaken room. Phew!

  “Yeah so. I get you to too?” Talk about lame. I can’t even sound straightforward with that. I am so losing my game. Where’d it go? Maybe I should look under the bed? Or in the bathroom. It has to be hiding somewhere in the hotel room.

  “Yes. You do. I walk around with a hard on every time I see you or think about you and it doesn’t ever want to go down either. Trust me it sucks having a stiffy eighty percent of the day.”

  My mouth falls open. I never thought of him being honest. An asshole yes, to pushy yes. But bluntly honest. Not so much.

  I cough “That much?”

  He laughs and it’s a full belly contagious one I can’t help but join in.

  “Yes, my darling. That much.”

  Cue the singing heart. Jesus. His man has a way with words. My pussy is sopping wet. I can’t stop but think about what he is doing to my heart and now my nether regions. My breasts are sore desperate to be touched. My clit and pounding between my legs I can feel the beat of my heart in it. I look down to see if it’s grown in size and is pulsing because that would be even more embarrassing.

  I gaze up and he’s watching me look at myself. Oh please no don’t talk about this too. Just ignore it please Johnathan. Man his name is sexy but it’s a mouthful. He seriously needs a nickname from me. I’ve seemed to have adopted a few from him one that I’m seriously beginning to like. John sounds stupid and reminds me of John Smith from Pocahontas. So not how I see him. J is okay but not good. I don’t like the way it rolls off my tongue. Big man now that sounds like a good one. He’s big and he’s a man. Self-explanatory and rather sexy too. Maybe he’ll let me call him that. I’m sure it’ll make him happier than asshole or dickhead. Those words I use on him often when I refer to him but after tonight I know I can’t do that ever again. Well probably not. We shall see.

  “Earth to short stack. Come in short stack.”

  Oh no, I zoned out again. I shake my head back and forth to clear my boggled mind.

  “There you are. What are you thinking about?”

  “Honestly, what nickname I should give to you.”

  Oh, there’s that megawatt ear to ear smile of his. Wow it’s so beautiful and white and heart pounding. This heart of mine has got to stop with the gymnastics. I could run a marathon and it still wouldn’t act this crazy.

  “And?”

  “Do we really have to talk about this tonight too?” I tap my foot on the ground nervously.

  “Yes, and we’re going to talk about that look you were giving your privates a bit earlier.”

  I shake my head no. “No, we are not. Especially if you want to know the proper nickname I have for you. You know besides asshole and those others.” I giggle and shoot him a friendly smile.

  “Well I’d rather skip the nicknames if I have a choice of the two.” He winks sinfully. “Throw me a bone here. Seriously. I’ve told you how I feel. I’ve told you how much you turn me on and you’ve said nothing to me. Just give me a little something. Not sex, just honesty. I promise to always be honest with you. Just be honest with me too.” He’s nearly begging. Not quite but I can hear the desperation in his deep voice.

  “Oh… Fine… But only because you asked so nicely.” I smile, and seriously want to blow him a kiss from across the room for his honesty and sweetness. Although I am sure that’s probably not a good idea. I can’t get his hopes up too far.

  “The nickname is big man. I think it explains you rather well and it’s kind of cute. I thought about John or J but they seem so impersonal.”

  “Awe. I love it! I could so hug you right now.”

  That’s so can’t happen. I think I might actually hump his leg if he does. What this man does to me is incredible. I want to kiss him so bad or lick his chest. Oh yeah that chest. Thick ribs of muscle and tattoos with soap and saltiness. So delicious on my tongue. Shit! Stop thinking about that! Or I am going to have to go change my panties.

  “And…”

  “Oh…fine…Yes, you turn me on. But honestly is that so hard to believe? You turn every woman on. That’s what the woman at your shows go for. To see you and hope that they can get into your pants on some off chance.”

  He growls. Yep, the wolf is back and sexy as ever! Can you die from being too horny? Because if that’s possible I might seriously die tonight.

  “I don’t care what other women want from me. I want YOU. I want all of YOU. And right now I want YOU in my mouth forever and ever.”

  Gulp! Help!

  “Wh…aa…t?”

  “I know your horny tonight baby. I can smell you. Not sure how because I’ve never smelled a woman’s arousal ever unless my face is close. But I can smell you from here.”

  “I’m sorry I know that’s gross.” I cover my crotch with both my hands and look down. My heart sinks. I just think this pain might make me cry.

  “Stop it!” he’s walking towards me, oh no. I can feel the shifting in the room.

  I peer up and he’s toe-to-toe with me his eyes are on fire.

  He cups my chin with his fingers and tilts my head up to see him. I swallow hard. His flesh on mine is burning me with full on desire and I want to drop to my knees and have him in my mouth. I know he would want this. I want this. I want him. He’s so sexy and soft and hard at the same time.

  “That is not gross. Don’t you ever say that.” His eyes are burrowing into mine. I can’t see anything but him and can’t feel anything but him. He’s consuming me. Owning me. Loving me.

  “But…”

  Sliding a finger over my lips to quiet me he leans down beside my ear.

  “Your scent drives me wild baby. I can’t tell you how much it turns me on to know you want me as much as I want you. Almost three days baby, three whole days I’ve been dying to hold you and caress you. You
are everything to me. YOU. ARE. MINE. Forever.”

  My knees give out and I fall into him. He catches me. His hand on my back he lifts me into his arms like I weigh nothing.

  “Short stack are you okay?”

  I tuck my head against him snuggling my face against his soft warm neck. His scent is intoxicating to me too. Who would have thought?

  He carries me over to the bed and lays me down lengthwise.

  “Thanks.” I whisper.

  “Anything for you baby. Now lie back and rest.” He pushes my hair out of my face and caresses my cheek with the back of his hand. Electricity sparks and my heart leaps out of my chest and smashes into him. So this is what passion feels like?

  He stands and I jerk up instantly and grip onto his hand tight. I can’t let him leave. He can’t go. Not tonight. Not, now and maybe never.

  “It’s okay baby. I am just going to go and take off my slippers and clothes and I’ll climb in with you. I promise I’ll be right back.” He speaks softly and sweet with a grin. I let go of his hand.

  He goes into the bathroom and I settle down into the bed. I feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

  “See I told you.” He says climbing in next to me wearing only a pair of green silk boxers.

  “Sorry I don’t know what came over me.” I mutterer desperately.

  “I do.” He nuzzles his face in my hair and I melt inside. He’s not close enough. Maybe he’ll never be close enough. Wow this is a whole new experience. A whole new world for me. I don’t know if I like it or not. But I need it. I need him right now.

  I tug him closer and turn onto my side so I can sling my leg over his. Hot damn his legs are huge. I guess I never paid attention before. They have a light dusting of dark hair mixed with a few tattoos but they are ribbed and cut just like the rest of his gorgeous body. I push my face against his chest and breathe him in. His hands are tangled up in my hair and he kisses my forehead over and over in perfect soft kisses. My heart is blooming and pounding so hard. My clit is pounding at the same speed. I readjust my leg.

  “Ohhhh...” I moan my clit rubbed his leg. I think I might come any second.

  “Hey baby. Do you want me to help with that?” he kisses my forehead again.

  “With what?” I don’t understand.

  “Your pussy baby. I can help. I promise I won’t do anything else. I won’t even try to have sex. I will take care of you. I know you need it and I need to touch you there. Please let me touch you there.” He nearly begs. His voice is warm and husky. His panty dropping voice.

  I’m even wetter now if that was possible. It is now.

  “Well… I don’t know how to say this… I’ve… um… never had…. Um… anyone touch me there before. Anyone other than myself that is.”

  That was so scary to tell him but didn’t feel as embarrassing coming out as I thought it might. Thank the heavens. Either my horniness overshadowed my worries or it wasn’t that embarrassing.

  He places his fingers on my chin and tilts my face up to his. His eyes burn into me again. His want is carried over in just was gaze.

  “Baby. If you’ll have me I would love to be your first in that and everything else I can be. But only if you’ll have me.” He whispers and licks his lips.

  Oh yes Johnathan lick me, fuck me, I don’t care just touch me. My need for him is so intense I could almost cry.

  I nod and my mouth runs dry.

  “Thank you baby. Thank you.” He says and he sounds sincere.

  He presses his lips against mine and they are soft and luscious and warm. I open my mouth slightly to invite him into the first part of my body ever. He slips in his soft gently tongue and we kiss so passionately and sweetly. It’s not rushed. He’s making love to my mouth. Soft strokes, swirling together. My body is burning for him. I so need this man. I press myself against him my breasts pushing firmly into his hard stomach. I’m nearly shaking with desire and want and nervousness. His hand drifts down around the back of my butt and between my legs. His finger instantly hits that sensitive bump. I moan into his mouth and he growls with appreciation.

  Circling that little bump through the thinness of my boy shorts. The jolt of electricity has me on the brink. I can feel it turning and burning in my belly. I need it. I’ve never been touched like this before. I moan into his mouth again and he laps his tongue against mine harder and needier. His hard cock is pressed up against my belly with only a thin layer of boxers holding him back. He rocks his hips against my stomach his cock is rubbing against me. It’s so sexy and hot and I just want to touch it. But I’ve never touched one before. Not up closer and personal anyhow.

  He extracts his tongue and I am panting and so is he. My heart is aching with desire.

  “Oh god baby you are so much more than I ever dreamed.” He pants his chest heaving in and out hard. I rub my fingers from his pecks down his washboard abs and circle the bones of his lips and the lip of his boxers. He inhales deeply and freezes.

  “Oh sorry.” I mutter.

  “No. Baby no. You can touch me wherever you want. It just feels so good. If you touch him though I think I might just burst. I’ve had to jack him like three times a day the past few days but all he’s wanted is you and your soft beautiful skin.”

  His finger jolts my spot harder and I shudder.

  “See baby that’s what I want to want to make you feel good. Don’t worry about him. Let me touch you.” He purrs.

  “Okay.” I whisper out of breath.

  He leans up and I drop my leg from his. Holy crap his cock is huge. I thought it was but it so is. It’s like an anaconda angry to get lose. I’m staring at it. I can’t stop myself.

  He laughs when he catches me. “Yep that’s the big man.” He’s kneeling between my legs on the bed.

  “Can I touch him?”

  His eyes light up and his body quakes.

  “If you want. But you don’t need to baby. I just want to touch you.” He touches my soft spot. I arch my back off the bed and shriek out a moan.

  “See baby you’re ready for me to touch you. I want my mouth on you. I need to taste you and suck all of those sweet juices.”

  I nod biting my lip. Ignoring the fact that I desperately want to touch his cock.

  He settles down between my legs and rubs his finger up and down my sex. I squirm.

  Tugging off my panties I lean up off the bed to help him. And it takes only a second and I am bottomless. I reach around my own back and unclasp my bra and slide it off. Dropping it onto the floor beside the bed. Realizing this is the first time I have been fully naked in front of a man other than my gyno for over two years.

  His breath his hot on my core. My juices are slick and my clit is needy.

  “Mmmmmm you smell so good baby. Like I said I have to taste you but not just yet.” He runs his finger between the folds of my sex.

  “Oh god.” I moan. His thumb rests on top of my clit and makes small little circles his breath is at my entrance. Oh yes. Right there. Touch me. I squirm and fist the sheets.

  “Please.” I beg, panting.

  And he dives right in. His tongue lapping my tight hole and I scream out his name in the biggest and most joyous orgasm I’ve ever had in my entire life. My body convulses over and over. When I’m finished I look down and see him peering up and me from between my legs. I give him a sly smile.

  “You’re so beautiful baby.” He licks and rubs. “You taste like honey” he breaths. Rubbing my clit harder teasing me, tantalizing me. I never knew anything could feel this good. He feels so good. I want him so bad. I need his cock in me.

  “I need you.” I moan.

  “Oh god baby… I love you… I want you so bad.” He purrs running his finger up and down my hot slick slit. “You’re so wet and hot for me baby. Do I make you feel good?” he whispers husky.

  “Oh yes Johnathan. I need you. You make me feel so good.” I arch my back. His touches are like electricity sparking into me. Pooling into my body. Raising a craving I’ve never had before
in my life.

  He licks and laps at my pussy. His hands kneading my hips holding me into place. Faster and faster he licks. He nibbles on my clit.

  “Oh god I’m so close don’t stop.” I grab the back of his head and fist his hair.

  “Come for me baby.” He moans between my legs.

  And I do. I scream out and my body shatters into the best orgasm of my life! I’m huffing and I can’t catch my breath. My body convulses and I can’t stop.

  “This is just the beginning” he says and slips a finger into me. I’m on the verge again. I can feel it building inside of me. A carnal need to be sated again by this perfect, beautiful, sexy, rock god. Who for if only for one night I will share my bed with.

  “Johnathan oh god.” I arch my back and fist my hair, biting my bottom lip hard.

  “That’s it baby you’re so warm and soft inside. My cock is about to spurt hot juices in my shorts just by touching you my sweetheart.” He licks my clit again with heavy breath. He’s breathing just as hard as I am.

  Pumping his finger in and out of me I can’t help but moan. It feels so good and tight and sensual and erotic and everything else wonderful and beautiful and perfect in the world.

  “Come for me baby. I need you. I need you to come. I need everything baby. Give me this. Please.” He begs.

  I reach between my legs and make the biggest decision I’ve made in all my life or nearly all my life. I still his hand with my own and he kisses it.

  “Babe.” I moan.

  “Yes, my wonderful woman of mine?”

  “I need you.”

  “I know baby that’s what I’m doing I am giving you everything I can right now. You taste so good. Baby. You make me so happy. Thank you so much for all of this.” His voice cracks. I look down and his eyes are watery. He’s on the verge of crying and if he cries I am going to cry. This is the sweetest man ever! God he fills my heart with such love. I want him all of him forever. Just like this. Perfect.

  “Don’t cry baby.” I wipe the tears clinging to his cheeks. He’s so raw and open and it’s so hot.

 

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