Broken Dreams(247)

I ran my tongue up his inner thigh, and he groaned with pleasure. He was becoming unhinged and we hadn’t even got to the good stuff yet. I slowly made my way up, nipping and kissing, and then I ran my tongue up his shaft.

“Oh, fuck, love…,” he rasped. I worked my way around, kissing, sucking, and licking him. He was panting and moaning nonstop.

It had been so long since we had been able to properly be together. On the road, when he wasn’t passed out or when I wasn’t ready to beat him down for his drinking, we would try to grab a quickie when the others were resting. But it just wasn’t the same.

I loved pleasing my Henry. I looked up at him, and he was watching my every movement. I licked my lips and he had a wicked grin. “See something you like?”

“I’d like to see more of it.” He put his hands behind his head, and watched me as I stood up and did a little strip tease for him.

He watched contently, a wild fire burning in his eyes. He always made me feel good about myself. Even if I didn’t have a perfect body, he made me feel like I did.

“Christ, love, you are so fucking hot. Come here…now,” he growled at me. I sauntered my way over. “Hurry up! Don’t make me come and get you.” Once I was within reach, he grabbed my arms and pulled me down on top of him. He kissed me with a ferocious desire. “I’m going to make you come…a lot.”

“Is that a threat, or a promise?” I asked, full of the devil.

“Both. You ready?”

I nodded and smirked. “Silly question, Mr. Daniels.”

He flipped me over and started kissing me around my ear. He trailed gentle kisses down my jawline, and nipped at my lips with a soft growl.

“I love what this mouth does to me. You have no idea how good that felt.” I blushed. “Don’t be embarrassed. It was amazing, and I hope you do that to me more.”

I had kept my oral sex offerings to a minimum. To be honest, the only experience that I had with it was with him. I never knew if I was doing it right, or if it was exactly how he wanted it. Before me, I’m sure he had a lot of experience in the receiving department.

He ran his tongue down my neck, kissing my collarbone as he made his way down to my nonexistent cleavage, which seemed to be getting smaller and smaller by the day. He grabbed one breast with one hand and dove into the other, wrapping his mouth around my nipple. He went to work, pulling, tugging, pinching, nipping, sucking, and licking. I was getting close, just from all of the intense attention on my chest. He ran his hand down my abdomen, reaching the most desired point. He slowly slid a couple fingers into my begging body.

“Bloody hell, you’re so wet. I need a taste.” He pulled his fingers out and gave them a lick. “Mmm…so sweet.” He quickly slid down to my lower half, and gave me the kind of tongue lashing that made me cry out in pleasure. I reached my peak in seconds. My entire body was rocked from it. He pulled himself up to my face.

“How was that?” I was still shaking.

“Oh god, Henry…amazing.” I couldn’t speak above a whisper. He smugly grinned at me, going back down again. He started kissing and nipping my inner thighs. Then he dragged his tongue back up to my soaked core. He groaned as he kissed me there. I was at his mercy. I had no control over my body, and my legs fell open for him. I was limp and already exhausted from his assault.

He massaged my little nub while he dipped his tongue in and out. I shattered again under his attention. I heard him groan again and let out a soft chuckle. I opened my eyes and he was up near my face again.

“How was that?” Did he have to ask? Could he not tell?

“I need you,” I moaned. I wanted him in me. I wanted to feel him in my deepest parts. I was aching for him.

“You want this?” He grabbed my hand and made me stroke him. He breathed out a moan as I slid my hand up and down his soft, silky skin. “Jesus Christ…,” he whispered.

I decided he needed more attention. I pushed him over onto the bed, and I went in for the kill. He let out a loud gasp. He could barely stand it. I hadn’t seen him that sexually undone in such a long time. He propped himself up on his elbows. His jaw was slacked open and his head was tilted back. Then he grabbed a hold of my head and made me stop.

“Keep it up, and it will be your loss.” He prowled forward as I leaned back. He settled himself between my thighs and began teasing me with his tip. I was desperate to have him in me. I tried pushing him in. He chuckled a little.

“How bad, love?” he asked with grit.

“Oh, god…so bad,” I moaned as I struggled to grab at him.

“Tell me how bad,” he growled.