Taking His Woman(21)

“I want you, Chris.”

“What about the past?” he asked.

Shut up, you fucking idiot. You want her, so stop giving her reasons not to want you.

“We’re moving forward. I may not be shocked by your father, but seeing him today in the hospital has reminded me that life is short. We’ve already lost so much. Don’t let us waste any more time.”

Chris took her drink and placed it on the stand next to his seat. He turned back to her, sinking his fingers into the length of her hair. She closed her eyes, pressing against his palm. The silken strands ran through his fingers like they had three years ago. Only this time he wanted to be open and honest with her. There would be no more doubts about his feelings towards her.

“Erica, I’m in love with you,” he said. The words felt great. Chris felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

“I’m in love with you, too, Chris.”

He pulled her down to him, kissing her lips. The emotions inside him forced him to be rough. He needed her so much. The fear with his father and the last three years without her had made him desperate for her warmth.

She began to unbutton his shirt, exposing his chest for her view. Chris moaned and stopped her hand from progressing any further.

“What’s the matter?” she asked, pulling away from him.

“Not here. Come on.” He took her hand and led her to his bedroom. Their first time together in three years would be inside his bed. He kicked the door shut more out of habit than fear of someone invading his room.

Taking hold of her, he wrapped her hair around his fist, tilting her head back and kissing her. She gasped, circling her hands around his neck.

The only light in the bedroom was provided by the moonlight shining through. Their sounds of pleasure echoed off the walls. He loved hearing her feminine pants. Erica let go without any problems. Her submission was something he craved.

“I love you,” he said. Chris knew he would never stop saying the words to her. He’d make up for missed time.

“I love you, too. Touch me, Chris. Make me your woman.”

He tore her dress from her body, followed by her bra. She ripped his shirt from him. On her part, her panties were the only item of clothing to separate them. Chris pushed her to the edge of the bed and forced her to sit down.

Chris removed his belt, then his pants until he stood before her in his bare skin. She cried out. Her hands encircled his cock. He thrust her hands away from his body, going to his knees in front of her. Chris took first one foot and then the next, removing her sandals. Bringing her foot to his lips, he kissed the delicate soles of her feet. She lay back as he kissed his way up her body on one leg before changing to her other leg.

“Chris, please.”

“What’s the matter, baby?”

“Touch me. I can’t wait any more.”

Their time apart melted away. They were the two people back in his hotel room with no pain between them. Chris opened her legs, staring at her beautiful pussy. Her blonde curls were slightly darker. She kept herself neatly trimmed. Her juice coated her slit, leaking out onto the bed.

He slipped a finger between her folds, inside her body. She was tight, hot, and soaking wet. Erica cried out when he added a second finger. Chris fucked her body, getting her to accept his fingers. His cock was thick, and he didn’t want to hurt her.

“How does that feel?” he asked.

“More. Please, I need more.”

“My woman is being greedy.” He smiled, loving her openness.

“Always for you.”

He pressed his fingers harder inside her, leaning down and licking her clit. Her scream sounded wonderful to him. He wanted her clawing at the sheets with the release he intended to give her.

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Erica had missed this. Chris had a way with her body that she could never understand. He flicked her clit and fucked her cunt. She bit her lip, her fingers sinking into the blanket and holding on as her body grew hungrier for the release that only he could give her.

He nibbled, sucked, and licked at her bud. She felt every different action of his skilful tongue. She got closer to the point of no return. Erica had missed her time with Chris. He captured her in so many different ways.

“Come for me, baby. Let me hear you scream your pleasure.”

A third finger was added to her pussy. She felt stretched, wound so tightly she felt like she was going to burst.

His attentions never left her clit. The flicking intensified, making her climb higher and higher.

“Chris.” She yelled his name, not caring how unladylike she sounded. Erica ground her hips against his face, prolonging her orgasm.

Before she had time to come back down from her high, Chris moved her up the bed. She watched as he grabbed a condom, put one on, and sank deep inside her.