Chapter Eleven

Richard

As soon as the doors opened, I lifted her up by her ass, wrapping her legs around my waist, and carried her off to the apartment. I managed to get the door open without breaking our kiss. I’d been waiting for days to explore every inch of her and nothing was going to stop us. I dropped her onto the sofa while I tossed my coat, scarf, and gloves onto the floor. I kicked off my shoes all while she took off her pretty little coat and outerwear. I wanted to be inside her, but holding back was a freaking must. This was completely new to her.  I dipped my hands under her ass and carried her into our bedroom.

“Kiss me, Richard,” she demanded, her body grinding on my waist. I swept my lips across hers then pressed my cock up against her heat. A moaning whimper escaped her parted lips. My hands slid up her body, tugging up her top and slipping it over her head. Fuck, her breasts were covered in a white satin and lace bra. I bent my head and bit her breast through the material, sucking her hard peak. She grasped at my hair, twining her fingers and pulling. Every ounce of her body belonged to me and would sing for me. With violent need, I tugged down the cups and ravished her perfect tits. I needed to be inside her, I needed to claim her, but I had the urge to taste every inch of her. I wanted her on my tongue. The past few days had been utter torture and redemption and relief were within my grasp. Rising up to steal another kiss, I quickly pulled back to sit on my legs and stripped off her pants, socks, and her soaking wet panties. My fingers crept up her body, starting at her calves and moving up. The light caress created enough tension that I could feel the electricity between us. Sending pleasure between us with the slightest contact.

I walked my fingers up and between her legs, running them through her little thatch of brown curls. She shivered and panicked, slamming her legs close. “Open, Rachael, now’s not the time to be shy. I want to see what belongs to me because as far as I’m concerned, you’re all I want and need. And I really need you.” She opened them for me reluctantly. Giving her a grateful smile, I lowered my head to her center. With one hand wrapped around her leg, I pulled her down more. I wanted her pussy to coat my face, to feel her come hard. I moaned as I parted her folds with my fingers, then breathed in her scent. Flattening my tongue, I slid it along her cunt, hitting her clit on the end. She bucked up and to steady her, I pressed a hand on her belly to hold her down.

“Richard,” she stuttered, her back bowing off the bed. I sucked on her tiny, hard clit, and slipped a finger inside her tight pussy. Fuck, I could feel the beads of cum dripping off my cock and onto the sheets. Slowly, I did my best to stretch her, adding another finger until she came intensely. Her flavor hit my tongue like a sweet wine. And I couldn’t get enough. I dipped my tongue inside, dragging out every delicious drop. The taste was addicting, and I was going to have a lifetime supply.

Sliding my body up hers, I let the wet heat from our sweat smooth the way. My cock ached and needed relief. I stroked it once, before pressing the tip against her entrance. I rubbed my tip along her folds before pushing in. She grunted for a moment, but the best way to manage this was like tearing off a bandage, quickly. I pressed my lips to hers, then thrust my hips forward, propelling my cock into her depths. She let out a cry that nearly broke my heart, but when it was over, she looked up at me with a curious smile. “Wow, that hurt like a motherfucker, but now, nothing.” Her smile grew as she draped her legs around my waist, locking them at the ankles. Leaning on my elbows, I rocked into her. In and out, slowly, then picking up the pace, and then back down. I wanted to prolong this as long as I could without coming. Her pain was like a splash of cool water on my dick. Cold enough to stop me from coming, but not enough to send him away. Hard and greedy, I worked her pussy until she was back to panting my name uncontrollably.

My mouth covered hers before moving down to her jaw, lightly marking her with my stamp of approval. God, did I approve. She was everything good and I wanted her for my own. Bathing my tongue across her pulse and nipping at her shoulder, I added to my markings. Her pussy gripped my length, pulsing around it and with a hard thrust, she came. I let go and joined her. My seed filled her up until it slid out between us. Greedily, I wanted it all inside her womb, taking root and creating the family I’d always hoped for.

She was on birth control, I’d seen it while she was getting ready on Monday morning, but it didn’t matter because I was still going raw inside of her every time. There was no one else for me and this was forever. I’d love for her to give me a son or two and a beautiful daughter one day. Until then, I’d try my best and hope the pills failed.