LLucy’s Revenge(Divine Creek Ranch 15)(95)

The candlelight turned his flesh a golden hue and his muscles rippled in the dim light. She lay still for him, wanting to give him everything he desired. His cock was utterly rigid and erect, pulsing occasionally with the arousal that thickened and lengthened it even further from when she’d sucked him. His need was great but he put it aside to please her.

She lifted her hips, signaling how much she wanted his cock, and he obliged by fitting the head to her opening again. She was drenched and he slid in the first inch or so with little effort but stopped there. He applied more of the crème to his hands and then very gently massaged it into her breasts, sliding her nipples between his fingers and tugging on them as he moved his hands. Her breasts felt as though they were swelling and so did her cunt, because he wasn’t moving. She couldn’t imagine how much effort it took to not thrust, but he managed beautifully.

“Your breasts are every bit as beautiful as the rest of you, angel. I love touching them. Feeling them fill my hands. So soft and firm. I’ll never grow tired of kissing them.”

His hands were slick with the crème as he slid them down to her mound, leaving a warm path in their wake. He smiled at her as he rubbed the pad of his thumb against her swollen clit in a circular motion that made her throb and long for his cock pounding into her, bringing her to a screaming orgasm. But he took his time, stimulating her clit as he rocked against her. Her juices, combined with the all-natural crème grew even slicker and trickled down to her anus, further stimulating her.

Patrick slid a hand up to her throat and stroked as she looked into his eyes. “Want my cock in your ass?”

“I want it everywhere, honey. Just give it to me.”

He ceased moving and pulled out of her with a soft groan. He helped her roll back over and straddled her again.

His strong, callused hands felt wonderful as he massaged her cheeks, drawing them apart and stroking her rear opening until her body tingled with dark pleasure and need.

He leaned over her and positioned his cock between her thighs and slid deep in her pussy. She moaned in ecstasy, perched on the pinnacle of an orgasm of seismic proportions.

“You feel so good, angel.” His voice was deeper and he sounded strained to his limit. She was glad her ass was already prepared because he didn’t sound like he could take much more.

He pressed down on her, covering her with his body heat nearly from head to toes and she moaned at the lovely sensation. He inched over her a bit and began to pound his cock into her pussy, rubbing her G-spot with each stroke just enough to make her crazy but not enough to send her over. The pleasure grew along with the tension inside of her until she was begging him to come and whimpering for relief.

“Ready for me to slide my cock in that tiny little ass of yours, angel? I can’t wait to be deep inside you.”

Just the thought of him fucking her ass was enough, and the storm of tension inside her exploded. She bowed underneath him, riding each wave of her orgasm until she was limp. But her tension escalated yet again when he pulled from her pussy without coming and groaned loudly as though he was in pain.

She froze, waiting for him to gain control again, dying to have him inside of her again. He covered her again, breathing heavily as he nudged her sphincter with his cock.

“Relax for me, angel. Let me in. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She arched and did as he asked, relaxing her bottom muscles and breathing deep as his head breached her resistance. She moaned as the burning increased and her ass stretched to take him.

He slid his forearms along her sides and underneath her so he could hold on to her shoulders as he rocked gently against her, pushing forward, claiming what was his. After a few seconds he slid past the last of her resistance and thrust home and shuddered.

He stilled, and lay on top of her, pinning her to the bed with his body weight, claiming her in an utterly primordial way, to the depths of her soul. She felt completely filled with him. Fulfilled by him.

He began to rock again, and withdrew almost his entire length, before thrusting deep, groaning with ecstasy. The sensation was overwhelming and she felt the flickers of a second orgasm coming close as he thrust again and again, taking her, claiming her, until he was giving her his full length with each pounding stroke. She loved being pinned beneath him, loved feeling helpless to do anything but what he wanted her to do.

“Mine, angel. You’re mine,” he growled. “Mine.”

His demanding, territorial tone did her in. Her orgasm broke within her and she wailed until the waves of ecstasy stole her voice and her breath. He grasped her shoulders and buried his face in her hair at her shoulder as he lost the last of his control, giving her every last inch of his cock with each powerful thrust until he lifted his head and let loose a deep, impassioned cry.