Chapter Eight
Lewis lowered her down onto his silk sheets, and Mandy’s heart flipped. She couldn’t believe how sweet, how kind, or how gentle he was being.
He moved, flicking on the lamps on either side of his bed.
“I don’t need romance,” she said, moving so that she was perched on her elbows.
“You may not need it, but I want it.”
She watched as he pushed his pajamas off and his impressive length sprang forward. He didn’t rush toward the bed. He walked toward the other side, climbing on and sliding toward her.
He wrapped his arms around her. One was beneath her neck, and the other cupped her waist. “You’re so beautiful.”
Lewis took possession of her lips, and she moaned. Her pussy was wet, and she wanted him desperately. Running her hands down his body, she tried to touch his dick. He caught her wrist before she could hold him.
“There’s going to be time for that soon. I’m going to take my time with you, Mandy. Make this moment last for a lifetime. I’m going to make love to you, and show you how much I cherish you.”
He kissed her lips, and she melted against him.
No one had ever taken the time to learn her body, or to care what she liked. The hand on her waist slid up, cupping one of her breasts. Lewis broke from the kiss, gliding down her neck, sucking on the pulse before taking her nipple into his mouth.
The pleasure went straight to her clit, shocking her after experiencing not just one orgasm, but two. Her body was no longer her own. Lewis owned it, and in that moment, she was more than happy to give it to him.
He kneaded the flesh as he sucked her nipple, using his teeth to score the flesh, creating enough pain to make her ache. She pressed her thighs together, trying to create some friction and relieve the burn that he’d begun.
Lewis had awakened a need within her body, and she couldn’t push it away. When she made to grab for him again, Lewis placed her wrist beneath her neck, holding her in place as he stroked her body.
The tips of his fingers ran up and down her stomach, going down her thighs, teasing across the fine hairs on her pussy.
She opened her legs, desperate for his touch there. He didn’t give it to her, though. He made her wait, getting her to ache in ways that she didn’t think were possible.
He grasped her hip tightly, and she heard the moan leave her own lips. The sound of frustration was clear to even her ears, creating a chuckle from him.
“Are you not used to being cherished?” he asked. “There’s no rush, and I’m not just going to climb on top and start thrusting. I’m going to take my sweet time.” He ran his hands up her body, cupping her breast once again. “Your body was made to be cherished.”
“I’m going to burn up if you don’t touch me soon.”
He moved suddenly, taking her by surprise as he slid between her thighs. The length of his cock settled between the lips of her pussy. “I’m not going to fuck you yet.”
She growled.
“When I’m good and ready, you’ll feel my cock inside you, and not a moment too soon.”
“I’m not going to be able to cope with all this torture.”
“It’s torture being with me? Having your body loved?” He took hold of her hands and held them in his own at either side of her head. At the same time, he began to rock against her, his dick bumping against her clit, driving her even wilder. She didn’t for a second think it was possible to go crazy from need, but he was proving her wrong quite easily.
She couldn’t deny him as he leaned down, taking her lips once again in a searing kiss. He moved his cock against her clit. The touch wasn’t enough even though each bump sent pleasure rushing through her body. He released her hands and kissed down her body. Taking one nipple into his mouth, he sucked hard, licking a path between the valley to take her other. His lips moved across her stomach, and then he was between her thighs. If she closed them, she’d trap his head.
Mandy went to her elbows and watched as he opened the lips of her pussy and slid his tongue between her slit. He licked down, going to her entrance, moving up, and taking her clit into his mouth, sucking deep.
She gasped. The pleasure was instant and strange. His tongue was wet, and yet it moved over her with a certainty that shook her.
She sank to the bed, her thighs opening wider, her eyes closed.
“You taste so fucking good,” he said.
Grasping the sheet beneath her, Mandy gave her body over to him, never wanting him to stop as he brought her closer and closer to her peak.
Every single part of her felt alive for the first time, and desperate for him to consume her.
“I want you to come in my mouth, baby,” he said.
His fingers moved within her as his tongue attacked her clit. She was on fire. Her nipples were rock-hard, full, and her pussy so wet, she knew she had to be leaking onto the bed.
She wriggled, moaned, and then he sucked her clit deep, and it was like an explosion went off. Her body hurtled into an orgasm that shook her to her very core.
Never had she felt something so amazing, and yet so pure in all of her life.
Lewis worked her with his tongue, drawing every second of her orgasm from her, not once letting up as he used his magic on her.
When it was over, he moved up, reaching into the drawer. She watched as he tore into a condom wrapper, sliding it over his dick.
This time, when he kissed her, she tasted herself on his lips. She wasn’t repulsed. He wrapped his arms around her, and slowly, he worked his cock inside her.
She couldn’t think past the feel of him stretching her pussy.
There was a little burn as he wasn’t small, but it felt good. Wrapping her arms around him, she held him tightly as he seated himself to the hilt within her.
He pressed her hands above her head, holding her down.
“You feel amazing,” he said. “I’m not going to fuck you tonight. I’m going to make love to you, Mandy. You’re going to know who you belong to.”
He kissed her, silencing any protest.
She’d never known sex to be like this.
With Lewis, it wasn’t just sex. This was making love. There was nothing carnal or aggressive about it.
This was love in its purest form, and she loved it. His arms wrapped around her, and she felt the rapid beat of his heart as he began to rock within her.
His thrusts were slow at first, shallow. Every single inch of him slid in deep as he took her as his. The love she felt for Lewis was something she couldn’t fight, nor did she want to. After everything they had been through, there was no one else she could ever love. He would own her heart, her mind, her body, and her very soul.
His rocks changed to thrusts as his cock filled her, going even deeper as he claimed her. She moaned his name, kissing him back, not wanting him to stop.
Each slam of his cock created a pleasure inside her, building her to a fourth orgasm.
Lewis went deeper with every shove of his cock, claiming her, branding her as his own. There was no one else in her world.
“Fuck, Mandy, I love you,” he said. “I love you so damn much.”
He arched up, thrusting as deep in her as he could go. His cock swelled as it filled the condom.
Lewis’s fingers sank into her hair, holding her as he ravished her mouth. “I’m never going to get enough of you.”
“I will hold you to that.”
Tears glistened in her eyes, and she tried to hide them.
“What’s the matter?” he asked. She saw the concern in his eyes, and hated that she’d put it there. “Did I hurt you?”
When he made to pull away, she stopped him. She didn’t want him to go. “That was the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced,” she said, tears falling now. “I … I loved it, Lewis. I love you so much, and what we just had, it is the best feeling of my life.”
“Good. We’re going to be doing that a whole lot.”
She laughed. “You promise?”
“Yeah, I promise.” He took her lips once again, and all of her fears and concerns melted away.
****
Mandy’s eyes were on him. Lewis watched out of the corner of his eye as she traced the spoon she’d been holding across her lips. She’d been staring at him rather than eating her yogurt for the past ten minutes.
She had woken up in his arms, and they’d showered together. He’d left her to get changed as he came downstairs to prepare their breakfast, freshly cut fruit, yogurt, and toast.
“What’s on your mind?” he asked.
“Nothing.”
He glanced over at her and saw her cheeks were turning pink.
She was blushing.
He found it so utterly cute.
“Are you thinking about my mouth on your delightful pussy last night?” He took a grape, popping it into his mouth. Biting down, he swallowed the sweet juice.
“Yes. I … never mind.”
“What is it?”
“How did you? I can’t?” She put the yogurt pot down. “I loved last night.”
“Want to do it again?” he asked.
“Yes. I had no idea it could be so amazing. So … intense.”
He moved his plate out of the way and tapped the table. “Come here.”
She was wearing a shirt over a bikini. He watched as she stood and walked toward him. Gripping her hips, he placed her down on the hard surface of the table. Lifting her legs, he placed them on his, and told her to lean back on her hands. Lifting the shirt up to rest at her stomach, he untied the strings of her bikini.
If she was in a one-piece bathing suit, she never wore a shirt over it. Every time she wore a bikini, she always covered up her curves with an oversized shirt.
Ever since they had taken her, he’d watched her fill out into her curves. The slender woman she’d been was gone.
He dropped her bikini pants onto the floor and then leaned back in his chair, staring at her glistening pussy. The fine hairs covering her lips were already wet with her arousal.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m staring at your beautiful cunt.” He ran his fingers over it.
“You think it’s beautiful?”
“I do.” With every second that passed, her lips seemed to open as they softened with her arousal. His cock thickened, stretching the front of his shorts, which didn’t allow for much room. He moved in an attempt to relieve the tightness, but that didn’t help.
Ignoring his own arousal, he slid a finger between her folds, teasing her. Thrusting a single finger inside her pussy, he felt how soft she was even as she tightened around him.
“I love your pussy, Mandy.”
She chuckled. “I love you.”
“Well, I love you as well. Your pussy was made for my cock.” He added a second finger to her channel, watching as she stretched to accommodate him. Running his thumb across her clit, he worked her pussy the way he had last night when they had been outside amongst the stars.
Her eyes closed, and warmth rushed over his fingers. Pumping inside her, his cock throbbed, wanting where his fingers were.
When he couldn’t stand it any longer, he leaned forward, swiping his finger between her silken folds, sucking her clit into his mouth, tasting her.
She cried his name, and he smiled against her flesh, knowing that he would never get tired of hearing it.
She was everything to him.
Flicking his tongue across her clit, he fucked her with his fingers, driving her wild, wanting her to come before he fucked her.
He was rewarded seconds later as she came, flooding his fingers with her arousal.
Standing up, he pulled his fingers from her cunt and released his cock from the tight confines of the shorts. They fell to the floor at his ankles. Wrapping his hand around his length, he smeared her cum all over his dick.
“I’m clean, Lewis, and I’m protected. I have a shot. I won’t get pregnant.”
“You want me to fuck you without a condom?”
“Only if you want to. I don’t have any diseases. I’m clean. I promise. I won’t lie to you.”
He pressed his head against hers. “I know you wouldn’t lie to me. I’ll only do this if you want it.”
“I do. I want you, Lewis. Every single part. I don’t want to pretend I don’t.”
Gripping his cock, he worked from the base up to the tip, pulling back his foreskin. Copious amounts of pre-cum were already leaking out of the tip.
He placed his cock between the lips of her pussy like he had last night. Only this time, he was going to watch. Slowly, he rocked, bumping her clit as he did so. Each time he stroked her clit, she cried out, gasping, her teeth sinking into her lip. Only when he was sure she couldn’t handle another second of his torture, he grasped his cock, and achingly slowly, began to work it inside her.
He watched and felt as with each inch he filled her pussy.
She was tight, wet, and everything he’d ever wanted.
They both groaned as he grasped her hips and slammed the last couple of inches inside her.
“Look at us, babe. Look at me when I claim you.”
She stared down at where they were joined. His cock was deep inside her, and there was no way he was pulling out.
Easing out of her cunt so only the tip remained, he saw her cum all over his cock. Thrusting inside her, he began to fuck her, to build up a steady pace. He made sure there was room so that she could watch as he took her. With his hands on her hips, he used that as leverage to fuck her, to take her harder. The table rocked, and he didn’t care as glasses spilled. All he wanted was to feel Mandy come all over his dick.
Reaching between them, he stroked her clit. “Come all over my cock, baby.”
“I don’t think I can,” she moaned.
He wasn’t having that. Fingering her pussy, he stayed still inside her, bringing her closer to another orgasm. She didn’t know what she was capable of.
Lewis felt the ripples in her pussy, and saw the wonder in her eyes as she came all over his cock.
Even before she had finished, he released her clit and fucked her hard, thrusting deep inside her. Her cunt tightened around his length as he worked his cock inside her, over and over again.
The beginnings of his orgasm started to work up inside him.
Pulling her close, he slammed into her a final time and released a groan as he came inside her, her pulsing cunt milking him of every single drop of cum.
Her hands held him close, and they were both panting.
He kissed her shoulder and neck as his orgasm began to ebb away.
Staying inside her, he eased back enough so that he could look into her eyes. “Was that okay?”
“That was amazing. Better than amazing.” She cupped his face, kissing him deeply. “I love you, Lewis.”
He lifted her up into his arms and carried her upstairs.
“Lewis, what are you doing? You’re going to hurt yourself.”
“No, I’m not. I’m carrying you upstairs to my bed.”
“What on earth for?”
“I’ve figured out what I want to do with the rest of my day.” He dropped them both down to the bed. Lewis didn’t know how he’d managed to stay inside her but he had. “I’m going to make love to you for the rest of this day.”
“Make love?”
“We’re going to fuck and make love. Eat, shower, and do it all over again.”
“You’ve just come.”
“Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll do it all over again.”
She laughed, her fingers stroking his chest.
He got a rush every time she touched him.
“We’re going to have to go back home soon,” she said.
“I know. When we get home I want you to marry me.” There, he’d said it.
“Marry?”
“Yes. We’ve got a lot of wants going around. I figured I’d throw that one out for you to get used to. Also, there won’t be a pre-nup.”
“Now that is completely crazy. You’re rich beyond anything, and I’m broke.”
“I’m rich because of you.”
She shook her head. “No, that was all you.”
He pressed a kiss to her lips to silence her. “It was all you. If I hadn’t wanted to find you, I’d not have started the company. It’s half yours. Besides, I’m going to make sure that you’re never going to divorce me. I’ll keep you happy and in love for the rest of our days.”
“What about if you realize that you don’t want me?” she asked.
“That’s never going to happen.”
“How can you know that?”
“These feelings I have for you, Mandy, they’re not something that can go away quickly. It has been you for so long, I can’t even think straight. I love you, Mandy. No one else. I would fight for you, and die for you.” Tears were once again in her eyes. “I don’t want you to cry, baby.”
“You’re asking me to marry you.”
“Yeah, I am. I can do that, can’t I?”
“I don’t know. I think I’m in shock at the moment.”
“You have a way of keeping a guy hanging,” he said.
“You’re sure you want to marry me?” she asked.
“More than sure. I love you, Mandy. I’m not going to marry anyone else. Do you love me?”
“More than anything.”
“Then you know what you’ve got to say.” He teased one of her curls, tucking it behind her ear. “Put me out of my misery and say yes.”
“Yes.”