The One Addicted(85)

This man is a master and I close my eyes and savour every minute of his magic tongue and lips as he strokes forcefully inside me, closing his lips round my aching bud. Replacing his tongue with one, then two fingers, he pumps quickly, hooking his fingers deeper within me as he touches my sweet spot, continuing to swirl his tongue round and around my jewel. Oh my fucking God! I scream his name as I come, shuddering, my knees buckling, my legs shaking as I pull him even closer to me.

Shit!

My heel has been digging into his shoulder as I’d come undone but he doesn't seem to mind or care as he growls and swoops me up, carrying me to our beautiful silver bed.

He sits and I kneel between his legs, my breasts grazing his legs and remove his socks and shoes, lower his jeans and underwear, and slip them over his feet seamlessly. I return my attention to his length which stands proud and regal, and jerks automatically at my touch. I hold him at the base, and dip to collect the small drop of pre-cum from his tip, swirling my tongue around his bulbous head and travelling down the muscled length, the skin like velvet as I stroke; velvet wrapped around solid Silver.

I work his cock with my mouth, lips and tongue and fingers, massaging and delivering a hueuos, worthy of such an impressive weapon. Empowered by his groans and the undulating encouraging rotations of his lean hips, I lavish him with a litany of kisses, each one more pressured than the last. Rolling my bottom lip up the side of him I use my face to stroke him, before slipping my hot wet mouth all the way down his column, until he hits my gag reflex. “Ah, Lu, baby.”

His words only make me suck harder, as I feel myself growing wetter. He is completely at my disposal now and I look up at his perfect body, reaching a hand up to caress his flat lean stomach, the indents of his abs - he was pure muscle and all mine.

I begin to pump with my fist and continue to bob up and down over his cock, my cheeks hollowing and mouth working until my jaw aches and then I feel him grow thicker and harder - he was so close. Cupping his balls, I use my middle finger to touch a little further back towards his butt, just past his perineum and as I suck one last time I press in that magic place firmly, my palm supporting his balls.

“LUCIA!”

He climaxes violently, shooting his hot salty liquid, filling my mouth in endless streams and I pause, swallow and continue to milk him, draining him of every last drop. And when he can’t take anymore, his legs twitching in defiance, his breathing returning to normal, I kiss his tip lovingly and lick a long leisurely trail up his length before crawling up over his body and into his open arms.

I snuggle into his embrace, feeling his lips on my hair and light caress of my spine and I kiss his chest. I’d never get enough of this addictive man.

“You OK, baby?” I smile into the dark, listening to his faster than normal heartbeat.

“All good - just need a minute to come down off the ceiling.”

“That good?”

“Amazing. You were right…”

“Oh?”

“Best huesos around.”

“You said it - always remember that, you sexy bastard.”



I lay there, slightly dazed as I gradually come down from my sensual cloud, aware he is stripping out of his clothes. I love sucking him off and what I’d just done for him had reminded me of our hideaway waterfall, all sexy and forbidden and hot - had that really been only yesterday? The days are rolling into one another and I’m all off kilter.

The bed dips as Sebastian climbs onto the bed, whilst rolling protection onto his immense erection, then kneels, gazing down at me with so much love in his noir eyes, I’m mesmerised and cannot look away. It's as though our souls are touching each other and we cannot stop staring at each other. Tonight had been all about the build -up and the dirty talk and then the immediate release and it had worked, but now, I wanted it to be all about our union   - a combination of sex and love, forbidden and vanilla.

He moves over me, encouraging me to lie back and he clasps my hands on either side of my head, stretching them upwards and using them for leverage. I can feel him at my slit, which is wet and ready and as he moves upwards, he rubs against my overly-sensitised clit, making me buck to meet the contact. He answers my silent plea by pulling back and sliding deep within, and as I wrap my legs round him, he withdraws almost completely before surging powerfully back in to me again but this time I cry out loudly, suddenly wracked with a sharp agonising pain.

“Baby, are you OK?”

I can’t speak as the dull knife-like stab begins to subside. “I’m fine - I think you went too deep.”

“Shit - Lu. I’m sorry.” He rains kisses across my face, his cock still inside me and I see the look of love in his eyes. “I’m so so sorry.”