I trace the lotus blossom tattoo at the nape of her neck with my fingertips, brushing it gently down her spine. My hand lingers at the dip of her lower back where it merges into her round, delicious ass. Fuck, she has an amazing ass. One that should be worshipped by the gods. I grab a luscious handful and squeeze, her taut flesh sizzling hot underneath my grip. The things I want to do to it are downright sinful. I know she’ll let me…eventually. And she’ll like it. She’ll love it when I ruin every little perfect part of her.
My hand slips farther south, slipping between her slightly parted legs. I can already feel the humid heat emitting from her beautiful sex. That’s right…beautiful. Her soft, pink folds are truly a work of art. And the things I do to it, the way she arches her back and mewls softly when I work her over with my tongue…shit. It’s the most magnificent thing I have ever seen. She comes in Technicolor, her reaction to me so vibrant and colorful whenever I bring her to the brink. I am fascinated by every quiver and moan.
“Mmmm,” she sighs sleepily, her eyes still closed. “What are you doing?”
“Shhhh, go back to sleep, baby. I’m just exploring.”
I slip a single finger between her already slick folds, eliciting a small whimper. “I don’t want to sleep anymore. I’ve been sleeping for twenty-one years.”
Her eyes pop open and I nearly gasp at their brilliance. Shit, she is still the most gorgeous creature on Earth. And now that she can see me just as I see her, I can’t help but be even more taken by her. I’ve got it bad. Really fuckin’ bad.
She’s straddling me in the next second, pinning my arms above my head much like I have done with her in the past. Shit, I love how she is able to take control. I love it when she has that fiery look in those big, dazzling eyes. And the energy they emit when she lets them pool into mine… I can’t even describe it. I’ve honestly never come that hard in my life. But even more than that, I have never felt so much love and passion fill my once empty heart. We were both surprised at the intensity, yet I couldn’t help feeling embarrassed at my almost tearful reaction. Yeah…I had a near-bitch experience.
My awe-filled gaze takes in her round, bare breasts mere inches from my face. I flick a hardened nipple with my tongue instinctively. Fuck, she tastes good. I suck the rigid nub into my mouth eagerly, nibbling and licking until she reflexively writhes her bottom half against my hard dick.
“Oh God, Dorian,” she pants, loosening her grip on my hands. It’s all I need to break free from her hold and grasp that amazing ass of hers, grinding her wetness onto my rock hard erection even more and sucking harder on her breast. She likes it like that. I know what makes her go mad with lust for me. I know what she craves. Me and only me.
I flip her onto her back, my cock still pressed against the sliver of her entrance. I press it into the hypersensitive bundle of nerves of her mound, teasing her relentlessly. I can’t help but smile in wonder. We made love for hours after she came back to me. Both of us could hardly wait to taste and feel each other again. Yet she still wants me. She still yearns for me. Her body still needs mine just as I need hers. How the fuck did I get so lucky?
“Careful, little girl,” I murmur against her still hardened nipple before pulling the other into my mouth. “You may be stronger, but remember who owns this.” I rotate my hips, pressing my cock against her wetness with delicious friction. She moans my name again, making it pulse furiously against her. Shit, I need to be inside her now. I won’t be able to hold off much longer.
“Yes, oh God, yes,” she coos as I slide into her. I don’t stifle my own moan at the sensation. She’s so warm. So tight. So fucking perfect in every way.
I begin a slow, drawn out pace, careful to reach every tingling area within her walls. She moves with me, meeting me stroke for stroke, grabbing handfuls of my hair and tugging at the root. I love it when she does that. Just like she loves it when I nuzzle my face into her neck and graze her collarbone with my teeth. Or how she goes wild when my fingers dig into the skin of her ass. And of course, I know that she likes it when I wrap my hand around her throat just as she begins to climb higher into euphoria. And when she takes that dive, her walls pulsing around my cock, milking every last drop of come from me, she likes me to slowly release my grip, letting her tumble down from her orgasm-induced high.
After giving her everything she craves and more, we recline on the couch, flipping through the room service menu. She’s wearing one of my dress shirts, only a few buttons securing her stunning, naked skin. I run my hands up and down her bare legs, gazing at her lovingly as she flips through the menu.