CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE - DEAN
Caroline led me down the hall, her sundress dancing over her legs. It fell just below her ass and while she walked, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She looked so fucking hot that my dick was already crying out for attention. By the time we reached my bedroom, I was ready to take her right there. She spun around to face me, desire in her eyes, and a silent desperation on her lips. She leaned forward and I grabbed her around the waist, digging my fingers into her hips and kissing her breathless.
My hands slid lower, hiking up her skirt to grip her plump cheeks. She moaned into me as I squeezed her gently, lifting her off her feet and tossing her on the bed. She bounced a little, giggling as her tits slid out of her dress just enough to make my mouth water.
“You look so fucking good,” I said, my voice low.
“Prove it,” she whispered, grinning at me in a devilish way.
I tore my shirt off, throwing it to the ground. As I slid my jeans off, pulling my boxers down with them, my dick sprung free. It was already at attention, begging to bury itself in Caroline’s alluring body.
“Is this proof enough?” I asked, stroking my cock slowly.
Her eyes roamed freely over my body. She bit her bottom lip softly, moaning to herself and nodding. When I moved forward, she spread her legs for me, letting me slide my hand under her dress and tear her panties free.
She was already soaked, dripping with need as I sunk a finger into her pussy. With my free hand, I reached up and pulled her dress down, letting her perfect tits pop free. Her nipples were hard and when I leaned down to bite down on one, she gasped and grabbed my hair frantically.
“Fuck yes,” she groaned.
I ravished her tits while my hand pumped her pussy. She was thrusting her hips upward, fucking my hand with a wild desperation.
“I want you,” she said, grabbing my face and pulling my lips to hers. “Take me. Right here.”
I growled and sat up quickly, pulling her along with me. In one motion, I unzipped her dress and lifted it over her head. She was naked beneath it and her smooth skin called me to her. I growled again and flipped her on to her stomach, watching her ass shake as I crawled over her, running my tongue along her spine.
I bit her shoulder. She cried out and jerked back, popped her ass in the air and waited for my entry.
I sat up, running my hands over her ass and squeezing it between my hands. Her need was obvious when she spread her legs for me, arching her back and turning her head. She peered at me over her shoulder, those icy blue eyes taking my breath away.
“Dean,” she whispered.
The sound of my name on her lips was all I could take. I grabbed her hips and positioned myself at her entrance. As I slid inside of her, she moaned deeply and pushed her ass backward, pulling me deeper into her core.
“Fuck, baby.” I moaned. “You’re so goddamn wet.”
“Just for you,” she whispered between moans.
I pumped my hips forward, moving slowly at first and then gaining momentum the more I watched her ass bounce with my force.
“Harder,” she demanded
“As you wish.” I growled and propelled myself forward, barreling into her and making her cry out with pleasure.
We moved in perfect rhythm, her body aligning with mine. I’d never felt so in sync with anyone before and the harder I thrust, the louder she moaned. She was moaning with pleasure and calling my name like it was a fucking prayer.
I fucked her harder, slapping her ass and watching it bounce just for me. In a moment of animalistic desire, I reached forward and pulled her upward by her tits.
I grabbed them both in my hands and gently lifted her off her hands, pressing her back against my chest. She wrapped her legs around my knees, locking them together while I continued to ram into her.
My own strength took me by surprise as I took her. I held her body against mine, biting and sucking on her neck while she moaned in my ear. Her arms lifted to wrap around my neck while my hands continued to squeeze her perfect tits.
My hips never slowed, taking her harder and faster than I knew I could. I could feel her pussy tightening around me as she came closer to her release.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice weak. “Oh God, don’t fucking stop.”
Grunting, I tried to hold off my own release, wanting to make this moment last as long as possible. Caroline was shaking in my arms, trembling with her intense pleasure. When she came, she screamed and fell forward but I held her up, continuing to ram myself into her.
“Fuck!” she screamed over and over again. “Oh fuck! Yes!”
Her orgasm lasted so long that it started my own. Her pussy clenched around my throbbing cock and I felt my entire body shake with pleasure. Unable to hold out any longer, I thrust deep and emptied myself inside of her, filling her with my seed until it ran out of her and down her thighs.
Afterward, as she collapsed on her stomach, I laid next to her, running my fingers up and down her back.
She slowly rolled over and my eyes raked over her body, wanting nothing more than to devour her all over again.
“That was amazing,” she said with a deep moan.
“I’m not done with you yet,” I said roughly.
Her eyes flew open and then that same devilish grin crossed her face. When I crashed my lips on to hers, she moaned and wrapped her legs around me, rubbing her wet pussy all over my cock. I got hard again in an instant, my dick up and ready to go.
I grabbed her hands and held them above her head. My fingers fastened around both her wrists while my other hand reached down and shoved her legs apart.
“Oh my God,” she gasped when I pushed my way inside of her.
I held her down and barreled inside of her, making her body jerk and bounce with force. She was soon panting and moaning, her entire body trembling with pleasure.
I finally released her hands and they fell to the side, clamping down on the bed sheets and holding on for dear life.
While I watched her tits bounce, I growled and sat up, throwing her legs over my shoulders and taking her harder.
Her body shoved backward with each thrust, banging her head into the headboard. She didn’t care. She was crying out again, begging me not to stop, begging me to take her harder, faster, longer.
I found her clit with my free hand and rubbed circles over that sensitive skin while I used her legs for leverage.
My second orgasm was already building, and from the way she was shaking and screaming, hers was on its way. She bit down on her lip and grasped her tits with both hands, coming so hard that I thought she might burst apart.
Her body convulsed and a rush of fluids rushed over my dick. She tensed her legs and I felt myself come undone. I came hard, shooting forward for the second time and falling to the side, my cock sliding out of her while her legs tumbled to the bed.
She was panting and I could barely breathe. My entire body was wracked with pleasure as I rolled over to face her. Her eyes were closed, her bottom lip still caught between her teeth. When she finally opened her eyes, she looked at me with wonder in her eyes.
“Where did that come from?” she asked.
“I can’t help it. It’s what you do to me,” I answered. She smiled and pulled herself to me, pressing a soft kiss against my lips. In that moment, as my pleasure faded from my body, I knew I never wanted to let her go. After all these years, I still loved her more than anything. Now that we’d finally been together physically, I felt more connected to her than ever.
“I still love you,” I said, my voice low.
She grinned against my chest and buried her face in my skin. I held her close, never wanting the moment to end.
“I still love you too,” she whispered before she fell asleep.