She told him.
Looked him deep in his eyes, and shared her deepest, darkest fantasies starring him. Shane groaned, his face buried in the crook of her neck as he whipped in deep breaths misted with her delicious scent.
Angela.
Her beauty astounded him. He’d meant it when he’d said there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do to please her sexy body. So silky smooth and soft all over. Her face was rosy with desire, her hair mussed sensually on the pillows and her curves dangerously designed to drive him out of his fucking mind.
Everything she wanted of him, he longed for even more deeply for himself. When he kissed her lips, it was for his pleasure as much as hers. Just as when he licked his way all over her throat, shoulders and breasts, it got him just as rock hard as it made her slippery wet.
God but she tasted of heaven on his tongue. Like a mix of honey and cocoa milk with a dash of feminine musk that called to the savage in him. He had to blink several times to ward off the black surge of hunger that almost compelled him to rip her sexy panties off and ram into her in one long, swift stroke of possession. Bury his cock right up to the base inside her snug, streaming walls.
Shane knew she’d like his rough, rugged side. But for now, he wanted to show her he knew how to take care of her softer, subliminal needs.
He looked up at her face, made even lovelier with the wash of glowing ecstasy on her features. Her firm, heavy breasts rose and fell with her shaky breaths, the nipples still wet from his mouth sucking long and hard on them till he knew they’d tingled almost agonizingly. She just might feel sore tomorrow. Good. He wanted her to remember everything they shared tonight. As would he.
Shane didn’t break contact with her eyes as he pushed open her thighs, baring the now transparent crotch of her panties to his gaze. He flattened his tongue over her clothed sex and licked upwards, tracing every inch of her swollen vulva. She shuddered and gasped, gushing out more cream that further dampened her already soaked underwear. He teased her some more, nipping her panties with his teeth and lapping against the slick fabric until the outline of her pussy seemed puffy with the rush of arousal filling the blood vessels there.
Angela was panting and clutching at the sheets. She looked ready to erupt, her hips moving in a carnal dance of pleasure. To calm her from her sensual high, he stroked his hands up her slender calves, trailing his fingers up the back of her knees.
When her breathing had become less ragged, he released her legs and settled his shoulders in between her spread thighs. Looking deeply up at her, he commanded her to touch her breasts. “I want to watch you play with those beautiful tits while you watch me.”
Angela moaned and arched her back, cupping her luscious breasts obediently. She fondled them, her tongue snaking out to lick around her lips. Shane’s brain did that fogging over thing that happened anytime Angela’s utter sexiness went too much to his head. He had to slow the fuck down or this would be over too soon, his cum spurting on her thighs. It had been so long since he’d wanted anything like this with anyone.
Not that the women hadn’t been beautiful. That high-priced escort, or all those other random women he’d met who’d tried to worm their way into his life. They’d all wanted something from him in their own way. Though his body might have been stirred; his heart and mind were far from them.
With Angela, she engaged every part of his being until she was engrained right in his pores, even to the recesses of his cells. Weeks and weeks of wanting her had driven him to this; to the point he was almost shaking. From that moment she’d walked into his study in that sexy-sweet white dress and the hem teasing her knees, he’d wanted no other woman in his bed but her.
And now she was here, laid out like a banquet. He didn’t know what good he’d done in the past to bring this to pass. Now he’d do whatever it took to keep her here. But first, he needed to feel the downpour of her nectar on his tongue, absent any more barriers.
Using his index finger, he tugged aside the drenched panel of her panties. The sight of her tightly-furled sex made him groan deep in his gut as once again, his cock threatened to spill. It took all his hard-won self-control to keep him focused on the delightful task ahead of him.
Angela’s labia was swollen, her soft inner thighs wet with lubrication down to the crack of her ass. Her clitoris stood fully erect, peeping from its hood just atop the thin sliver of pink flesh visible within her slit.
His tongue edged close to her pussy by first licking over her glassy inner thighs. Soon he was plucking at her puffy folds with his lips and dancing his tongue in circles around her creamy vulva.
Just as he thought, her taste was divinely addictive, and even inflammatory. Nothing he’d ever tasted came close to this sexual ambrosia. The only thing wrong with that moment was that he couldn’t spend all night eating her out. But some other time, yes. Hours and hours would be taken just licking, sucking and delving deep into her lovely folds with his tongue and lips. She’d pleasured him so selflessly and uninhibitedly. He would not only return the gesture; he would blow her freaking mind.
To his satisfaction, he found her pulling hard on her nipples with her fingers when he looked up at her again. Fuck but she was hot. Now that he’d had just a bite of Angela’s warm pussy, he didn’t know if his taste buds would ever be craving anything else. All he’d ever want, ever need, was her.
Once again, Shane had to remind himself that the future could wait. He had to make the here and now count. One thing was for sure, no way was he ever letting her go. Whatever it took he’d make her see how good it could be just over the horizon. They had hurdles; she was fiercely independent and he had to give up his damned pride and ease off worrying about how damaged he was on the outside. Angela had healed him and given his hope back in the outside world. Now all he could do to repay her was give her all the love and tenderness he had inside and give her the best reasons to stay.
Love and tenderness…
Shit! He really was in deep. Those two words had never been in his vocabulary, even before the accident. He’d always felt the certainty that without his money, looks or power many of the women who flocked around him wouldn’t even be there. All his young life, he’d played the field. Pleasure was the name of the game and once he’d had his fill, the nameless female was out the door. Those who stuck around long enough to feel comfortable ended up getting the shock of their lives when he gave them the boot with the solace of compensation of either money or jewelry to keep them from being too cut up by it.
He’d been an ass. He knew that without being told.
Now Shane liked to think he’d changed – for the better. And this beautiful, brown-eyed goddess had a lot to do with it. There was so much positive energy spilling out from her and he felt her goodness even beneath her vivacious shell. That one time in the entertainment room where she’d pulled him close to dance with him had been the moment he’d fallen head over heels. He’d always known he’d desired her but it took only that moment to realize he wanted to spend forever with this woman.
And if he was lucky, forever would start tonight.
****
The glide of tongue over her pussy sent shock wave after shock wave through Angela. If she’d ever felt such pleasure, then it must have only been in her dreams. As the speed of the strokes of Shane’s tongue brushing up and down her pussy increased, so did the volume of her cries.
Ecstasy so intense it was beyond imagination consumed her as she writhed beneath his oral foray of her deepest secrets. Her panties had long been shredded off, and now her thighs were pushed as far apart as they could go. Shane had lifted his hands to her heavy breasts bouncing on her chest as she squirmed, cupping them in his large palms and tweaking her nipples with his fingers while he lapped and sucked at her sex.
She had no clue how he did what he did to her. Every single caress and flick from his fingers or tongue sent her into spasms of pleasure. She remembered how skilfully he’d touched her earlier, when she’d been bent above him. His hand could have easily brought her to climax in minutes. And now his tongue was guilty of being able to perform the same feat.
But Shane never let her get that dangerously close, keeping her just on the knife’s edge of her climax. He took greater liberties with her body than any man she’d ever been with. He tongue-fucked her inner walls and smothered his face in her sex. The wet mass of womanhood between her thighs began to pulse with aroused nerves, the scent of her pleasure heavy in the air. Shane groaned tortuously against her mound, before his hand released one breast and stroked down her belly to suddenly twist his middle finger right into her slit.
“Shane!” Angela cried out, half sobbing as her ravenous lover sucked and licked around her clit while his finger plunged relentlessly in and out of her pussy. He lapped up every drop she spilled from her gleaming folds, fucking her depths with that one finger and bringing stars to the back of her vision.
Angela’s eyes fluttered closed and her spine arched in an almost perfect curve, leaving just her shoulders and lower half still on the bed. Juice flowed from her in a slow pulsing gush, making Shane’s mouth and cheeks glisten with the sheen of her passion. If she produced so much moisture now, Angela could only guess that when she orgasmed she’d be like a water gun, letting out skeet after skeet of cum thanks to Shane’s persistent and expert feasting of her pussy. Time and again Angela heard him pull out his finger and sniff at her sex, breathing in her arousal with deep enjoyment before diving into her opening again, as if spurred by her aroma to eat out her pussy with renewed, wild abandon.
And when he introduced not one but two fingers in addition to his probing tongue, Angela shook and bucked into him. She let out a high-pitched cry and made a grab for his hair, yanking hard before she came to her senses.
“Shane! Oh God…sorry,” she apologized on a pant, “But you’re killing me right now.”
“Then go wild Angela. I don’t mind,” he rasped over the nub of her aroused pink clit. “Grab hold of any piece of me you like.”
Angela sobbed with a laugh, if that was possible. Sensually, she glided her hips beneath his mouth, sifting her fingers through his silky black hair and watching his face disappear once more in the crest of her thighs. Hot damn he could eat pussy. Like no man ever had. She hadn’t even known her vagina could feel such pleasure just from the skilful manipulations of a lover’s tongue and fingers. But she sensed that Shane applied more than just practiced effort; he really loved the taste of her pussy, loved to hear her scream his name with ecstasy. Where the hell had a man like this been all her life?
Now he was doing that thing with his fingers curved in a come-hither motion inside her walls which had an instantaneous effect on her whole body. He’d found her g-spot so unerringly that her pussy clenched up, her belly dropping as if from a sheer height while her breathy gasps switched to heavy moans of bliss. His entire hand began to move in a rough, spearing movement that sent him delving deeper and wiggling faster.
Angela had to will her mind to keep her body from coming, because the gigantic balloon in her belly had almost expanded beyond containment. A few more jabs and she’d have come undone around those plundering fingers. She was lost in passion’s jungle and could no longer hold herself in the balance. Only then, just at the peak of her enchantment, did he finally retract his fingers from her slit, giving her pussy one last wet kiss before he lifted his body over her and transplanted that same savory kiss to her lips.
“Oh, Shane. That was incredible.” Even as she said it she knew it was an understatement. The taste of her pussy on their meshed tongues told her how intense her pleasure had been. And only one thing on earth could top a feeling like that.
“Want more?” he teased, guiding her hand down his ripped torso to close around his cock. Angela moaned, eyes rolling upwards into her skull.
“Dear heavens, yes. If more means this big fat cock sliding to the very depths of my pussy, then hell yes.”
She tugged firmly on his shaft and let him know she didn’t mind him staying well in control. Reading her signals perfectly, he pulled her down beneath him, spreading her legs wide open so that her knees were bent and her heels rested on the mattress. Shane licked and nibbled on her lips, harsh groans spilling from his throat. The heat from his body was almost scalding as he seemed crazed with lust. His slow build-up of just minutes ago seemed like a distant memory. Now, she was going to get fucked. Angela knew this with a fearsomely sweet certainty.
Writhing with exultant enthusiasm beneath him, Angela reached down in between their bodies to grab hold of his hard manhood. She gave silent thanks above to all those tests he’d made her undergo before the final signing of the contract. At first she’d been outraged but he’d assured her it was simply a case of covering the bases and not that he took for granted that she’d change her mind about sleeping with him. She’d also insisted he give her proof he was also with a clean bill of health, which he did. All that had seemed more like a power tussle which she forgot all about soon after. Now it gave her the impetus to guide him to her opening which was soaking wet from Shane’s extended pleasuring. He had to be as hungry to conclude this as she was. So why did he pause instead of pushing his way into her?
His arms were braced on either side of her, the muscles standing out in each bicep while his face was taut with equal tension. “Angela, are you sure about this? I could get condoms…”
“No. We’re both clean, right?” she breathed, gazing up into his sweltering grey eyes. “And I’m on the Pill. I want this, Shane.”
“You don’t have a fucking clue what that means to me right now,” Shane groaned, rocking his tip against her folds and making them both catch their breath.
“I know exactly how you feel, because I feel the same way,” Angela said deeply, holding his head in her hands. “Fuck me, Shane. Hard. Just fuck me.”
Shane’s head nuzzled at her throat, the sound of his growl muffled as he strove for control. Moments later, he straightened on his knees and dragged her hips forward to rest half atop his thighs. Angela could prop herself up and watch as his cock began to slowly disappear into her pussy. The sight almost made her erupt then and there. The blend of light and dark was mesmerizing and she saw that Shane couldn’t tear his eyes away either. It was erotic, sensual and enticing. Angela’s mind popped and reeled, symbols of bliss forming within her subconscious as her lover filled her to the brim with the biggest cock she’d ever had.
The pleasure of Shane settling fully inside her was intense enough to make her sob with delight. Her walls had never felt so stretched or stuffed. Curving her body forward so their lips were level, Angela grabbed the back of his head for balance as she helplessly merged their lips with a kiss. She needed that extra connection to keep her from losing it too soon.
She shouldn’t have bothered. They were too far gone. They’d wanted this too damned much for too damned long. Shane began to give her exactly what she’d demanded: he fucked her. Not just hard and fast, but deep and hot. Angela was lost in between crying out, whimpering, screaming and sobbing as she found her hips pumping up in time with his powerful thrusts inside her walls. No other thought seemed paramount but their release; all inhibitions were lost as they crashed through the maze of their mutual wantonness.
There was no way they could outlast it. Not at this pace. Angela had no sense of place or time, but it couldn’t have been five minutes of forceful thrusting before she called out her impending orgasm, coming loudly all around him.
To her delight, Shane went instantly rigid, letting out a shout as he unloaded wads of cum inside her while her spasming pussy still went on contracting, milking him dry.
Angela had never had an orgasm hit her so hard it wrung every last breath from her. Her breasts heaved as her whole frame shook, her pussy throbbing from the far-reaching stimulation his masterful strokes and immense cock had given her. She fell back, limp; while Shane remained at half-mast yet still deliciously encased within her.
It took several moments for him to get his breath back, his elbows planked on either side of her, holding most of his weight off her body. He rested his temple against hers, his chest heaving raggedly.
“That’s going to improve,” he whispered, darkened eyes now scanning her face.
Angela stared at him wondrously. “Trust me, there’s nothing to improve. Holy shit, Shane. I’ve never felt like that. I don’t think that will be so easy to top,” she breathed with more than a little awe.
Shane gave her a small smirk and she gasped inaudibly, sensing the thickening of his shaft deep inside her as he growled, “That’s what you think….”