17
MICHAEL
Six months later….
Her body spasmed as I searched for breath while I started to rhythmically fuck into her. I slid my hands on to the bed, stretching out along her curves, my forearms trapping her behind her thighs. Leaning over her I started to rock my body against hers, my hips grinding on her clit.
“Nnngh, fuck yes,” she whimpered eagerly as she took me.
Having pinned her to the mattress, I started to bite her neck. She was hopelessly stuck beneath me, just being fucked and her clit ground into. She became so wet with me inside, the filthy sounds of her pussy slobbering on my cock echoed through the room. I could feel the tension in her body rising as she was once again being fucked properly.
I slid one of my hands down and gripped her ass tight as I started to pull her into me while I fucked her, giving her long deep strokes.
“Ohhhh, Michael!”
“You needed this, kitten? You needed me inside of you, making you feel good, making you feel complete.”
Her soft whimpers were her confirmation. Her eyes were closed, her body glistened with sweat as my own glided against it. Leaning forward, I sucked on her nipple, twirling the tip on my tongue as my thrusts became violent. She finally gave up trying to be quiet and she screamed, not caring who heard her as she let that inner slut out to play. I loved her like that, no inhibitions, no care in the world. She became free in my arms and I only wanted to drown in that freedom.
Gripping her hips, I held her tight as she wrapped her legs around me. I started to slow down my thrusts, allowing her to catch her breath. Her big brown eyes looked up at me and I leaned down and kissed her. As her tongue started to flicker with mine, my hips lost control as I slammed into her as hard as I could.
She threw her head back and I kissed along her delicate neck, my throbbing cock continuing to slide in and out of her. I wanted her tight pussy to feel every inch of me, to remember who she belonged to. I held her to me, biting at her shoulder as I slid my arms back under her legs, pinning her down with her legs in the air.
I thrust into her, hard and rough. She kept begging me to take control of her, to make her cum, and with each word I slammed into her harder. She let me spread her legs, pounding into her endlessly. Her body lifted, her muscles tightened, and her breath caught as she yelled out to let me know she was cumming.
She gripped onto my forearms as I continued to fuck her, allowing her to finally release that pent up tight pussy of hers.
I slowly pulled out of her and as she was mid-way through catching her breath, I slid my tongue along her pussy lips. She once again lost her breath and started to shudder. Another wave of orgasmic pleasures came over her and I pulled her clit into my mouth, so swollen and sensitive, and lightly place it against my teeth, exposing it. My tongue flicking it again and again, lightly at first, sending her body spiraling back into desire. I started to flick her harder and suck on her as I clutched her sexy, soft legs. I could feel them shaking in my hands and I looked up at her.
“Cum for me again, Adriana.”
She screamed out for me as I strongly licked her whole pussy with my tongue. Two fingers at her entrance, teasing her whilst her clit was in my mouth. Her body shuddering around my face and I struggled to hold onto her clit, my fingers drenched as she lost complete control orgasming all over my face. I couldn’t get enough of her body, of her taste.
I slowly kissed the inside of her thighs, slowly bringing her back to me. Nursing her sensitive wet pussy with my tongue. My hands continue to caress her legs and I crawled back on top of her, sinking into her once again. She was worn out, tired and sated from all our love-making that night, but she held me nonetheless. Her pussy squeezing around me as I claimed what was mine.
No condoms needed, no barriers between us. My cock started to spasm inside of her, filling her up with my essence and we both let out a groan of satisfaction.
Our love-making had been slow and rough, intense and gentle. I couldn’t get enough of her. But that was the last I ever saw of my sweet torment. She disappeared early that morning without a word. She’d given me everything and then she left me, just like she’d promised.
So here we are and I’m still chasing after my fiery temptress. Whether she knows it or not, I’ve been waiting for her all this time. She looked stunning in a royal blue dress that clung to all those sultry curves. Her brown eyes glittered with kindness as she greeted another person. She had no clue I was here, and as far as I could tell, she hadn’t spotted me yet.
I had invited myself to the new release event. It was for another romance author she’d taken on when she left me, how quickly I was replaced. What I didn’t expect was that she’d come accompanied by one of my biggest competitors in dark romance. Declan Blade, an Independent writer with a known wild streak. I stared at the big lug whom my woman was currently draped against. He wasn’t one to settle down with one girl, so what the fuck was he doing with mine.
I was livid when I heard she was back in town. It had been three months since she walked out on me. I had tried everything to reach her. Called, texted, I fucking flew into New York see her. Through connections, I even managed to hunt down her friend, Nicole and tried to get information out of her, but she was like a steel safe. I couldn’t get anything out of the woman.
I finally talked to Sam and he’d told me she’d gone to help another author out in London. I was so adamant in gaining some information from him, I think he took pity on me and finally gave me her full fucking schedule, which is how I managed to get into this grandiose event. I’m sure Declan Blade wouldn’t be too happy to see me, but who the fuck cared. I was here for my girl and I wasn’t leaving without her.
I needed to tell her that I fucking missed her, that she meant everything to me. She never gave me the chance to tell her that I found out the truth. She left before I could ever even tell her I loved her. Because I do. I love her. And if she thinks she can get away so easily she has another thing coming. I’ve made it this far, and I won’t leave here without her.