The Virgin Duet(48)

Rebecca gasps and puts a hand over her mouth in shock.

“He didn’t die right away, so I must have just punctured a lung. But I stood over his body and watched him die without a single regret.” I give the hand still holding mine a little squeeze and tell her the rest of the story.

“Chelsea is from money, and her family had a few guys who worked security for her. She knew one she trusted enough to help clean up the mess.”

“Who?”

“Hank.”

“Oh, Bray,” she says, and I see tears in her eyes.

“He’s been with me ever since. He helped make the scene look like they killed each other in a struggle, and Chelsea backed up my story about the years of abuse because of my father's obsession. When I got older and started making a lot of money, the story came back out in the news, and since then I try to hide away from the scandal as much as possible.

“I never realized the connection between the three of you.”

“I told you this story, Tink, because I need you to know how afraid I was I would become that man. Why I need control and order in my life. You blew up my perfect plan and changed everything about me, inside and out. I never saw you coming, and damn, did you make an entrance.”

She smiles a little at my joke, but it’s nothing but the truth.

“I love you, Tink. And though I have fear, I want you beside me every day for the rest of my life.”

I finish feeding her the whole bowl I made and I take the tray away and set it on the nightstand. I need to bond our bodies and I can’t wait a second longer. “Pull back the covers, Tink. I need to see you.”

She hesitates for a second before scooting down and pushing them off of her body. She’s absolutely the most perfect woman I’ve ever seen and seeing her belly round with my baby makes my hard cock even harder. Her hips even seem fuller, making me picture myself grabbing onto them as I drive my cock inside her.

Her eyes trail down my body and stop at my noticable erection trying to bust out of my pants. She’s got a longing in her eyes, and I know she wants to taste me as much as I want her to taste me. I look down and see there’s a wet spot on the front of my dress pants where my precum has leaked through. My clothes suddenly feel too tight and I can’t breathe with them on. She keeps her eyes on me as I strip down naked and climb on the bed. I feel like my heart is going to pound out of my chest. I’ve been without her for months and I finally have her again.

I’m not sure she realizes how much I really meant about chaining her to the bed. The dark thoughts I’ve been trying to keep at bay are pushing into my mind. I can’t be like him, but I’m not sure there is any turning back at this point. I’ve gone past the point of no return, I’m not sure there ever was a chance of it from the moment I saw her. I just have to learn to control it.

I can feel the soft shake of my body. Like I need my next fix and I’ve finally got what I need in my hands. It’s right here for the taking. Maybe not allowing myself to find relief these past few months wasn't the best idea. Every time I would start to stroke my cock, my mind would flood with images of the things I’d done with my Tink. Eating her pussy until she begs me to let her cum. Her thighs shaking around my face while I eat her like a starving man. I was starving. I still am starving for her. Nothing is ever enough.

The thoughts are intoxicating and painful all at once. I wouldn't allow myself to do it. I’m not sure if it is because of the pain of missing her or if I am punishing myself for letting her slip away. Now I’m second guessing myself, because my control is razor thin.

“We need to make up for lost time, and I won’t last long with the way I feel right now. I haven’t cum since the last time we were together, and I need you to help me take the edge off so I can be good for you. I’m so full of cum, I’m not sure you can swallow all of it.”

I look down at her sweet mouth and press my lips gently to hers. Trying to calm myself. Her touch somehow calms me but also makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. Chaos. That’s what she is. What I need. She makes me feel alive. “I can take all of you however you want me to,” she says, and begins to kiss me back more aggressively.

I break the kiss and tell her what I need. “Just lie back and let me use your breasts. I’ll cum on you, and then you can take me in your pussy.” I need this to take the edge off so I can be gentler with her.

She nods her head, and I give her another kiss on the lips before moving up to straddle her chest. “Thank you, Tink.”

Making sure I’m up far enough on her body that I’m not hurting her, I line my cock up between her big beautiful tits. They’re more than a handful and her big pink nipples are rock hard. I can tell they are aching for attention and soon enough they’ll get it. My cock has pearls of cum falling off the end already and I use it to smear a trail on her chest. I’m dripping so much that lube isn’t necessary and she’s slick within seconds. “Now push your breasts around my cock, Tink. That’s it, make it nice and tight around me.” I lean forward a bit and grab the headboard as she pushes her tits together. I rock my hips a little and watch as the tip of my cock peeks out from the top as I thrust forward.