Breaking Forbidden Rules
Lorelai
Sweaty perspiration coated the surface of my body, as I came down from the intense orgasm Christopher just gave me. Here we were inside of a redwood tree of all forsaken places as pleasure coursed through my veins. I arched my back as he placed his lips against every inch of my skin, making his way back to his feet. I ran my fingers through his hair, looking up at him as he held me by the waist and brushed his thumbs against my waist.
“Chris…”
He leaned in and planted passionate kisses against my neck. Reaching around, I grasped onto his back.
“You’re so damn beautiful, Lor…”
I smiled. “Mmm… you sure know how to keep a girl wanting more, Montgomery.”
He chuckled. “Guess we’ll just have to see each other later to continue, won’t we?” He husked against my neck.
“Bet your ass,” I whispered back.
He leaned in from the side, drinking me in as he moved in close and grazed his lips against my jawline and whispered, “Hm… You wanna tell me about what these future endeavors might entail?”
I giggled softly. “Well, I’ll definitely be searching deep for something special to wear.”
A low growl left his lips. “Mmm… and what would this special something look like?”
I bit my lower lip. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Keep it up, Castillo. I will tease you until you are shifting uncomfortably… and leave you hanging in ways you couldn’t muster to imagine.”
A stifled moan left my lips. “Mmm. Please do, baby. Two can play that game.” I reached down and grasped his hard cock through his pants, gasping in a soft moan and knowing how crazy it drove him.
He pulled away, smoothing his hands up my arms, his fingers sliding through the straps to my bra back to my shoulders. “As tempting as it is to strip you down right here and pleasure you even more out here in the wilderness, I think we should wait, beautiful.” He re-clasped the brackets together, and slowly but surely redressed me.
I glared up at him playfully. “Have you practiced the art of leaving a girl hanging before? Cause, I’m starting to feel like you’re doing this on purpose.”
He chuckled. “I’m driving you crazy?” He paused. “The feeling is mutual.”
I bit my lower lip, holding back a giggle. “Then you’ll just have to come out and play later, won’t you?”
“I guess I will.” He spat in a snarky tone, his grey-blue hues grew a shade darker with his tone.
I smiled sweetly as I slid my arms around his waist. “I’ll find us a spot to spend the night, and then I’ll be yours.”
He moved his lips toward my ear. “All night? Are you sure you could handle such circumstances?”
I smirked. “More than certain, Mr. Montgomery.” His smartass remarks tickled me. How was it possible to grasp such an intense connection so quickly? His claims for being grumpy hardly phased me. He was actually rather adorable when he was grumpy and even more so when he scolded and scowled.
He smiled, leaning in to peck a kiss against my cheek and finished fixing my clothes before he took my hand and pressed a gentle kiss to each of my knuckles. “Where will we venture next, my lady?”
I smiled, leading him out of the redwood back down to the trail. “Do you have anywhere to be soon?”
“Nope. My day is free.”
I smiled, leading him down the trail. “Perfect.”
Adventures with Christopher had become a cherished need. I couldn’t accept the forbidden rule of no dating. I needed a plan, and to make sure Chris was a thousand percent on board.
***
The beauty of the Muir woods trails was that they led to more beautiful sceneries, and in my opinion the only reason I spent so much time down here. The trail led us down the mountain to Muir Beach, which had spectacular views of the Pacific Ocean and beyond.
I looked back to Chris as we made our way down the last hill to the beach and smiled as he stared off aimlessly, completely taken away with the views unveiled. We walked hand in hand down the beach, not another human soul in sight. It was the two of us and the wide open Pacific Ocean gently crashing against the shore.
He slipped his hand out of mine, slipping an arm around me from behind and pulled me close. I looked up at him and smiled as he inched closer and pressed a gentle kiss against my lips. I held on for a moment before I broke it and turned to face him placing both of my hands against his chest.
“So, do you show all the boys next door these secret hideaways?”
A soft giggle left my lips. “Nope. You’re the first one. You should feel quite special, Montgomery.”
He chuckled. “Oh, I most definitely do.”
I rubbed my hands over his back gently. “I actually wanted to talk to you about that. As much as I don’t want this to end, we need to talk about the near future and when we’ll see each other without being caught by my parents or anyone that would talk and spread the word around.”
He ran his fingers and hands over my back gently, reaching around and ran his fingers through the ends of my hair. “My schedule is pretty wide open right now. What were you thinking?”
“I have to check which of the boathouses is free, but I figured we could make them our meet up spots? Have our own little getaway out of sight and away from everyone?”
He smiled, and pecked my lips. “I love the sound of that. Being away from everyone and taking in the natural beauty of this town has been a treat, and even sweeter because it’s with you.”
A wide smile crossed my lips as I gazed up at him. “We can continue discovering the beauty together then. I promised I would break you in easy, and one of the Castillo family values is we don’t break promises.”
He smiled, grazing his lips against my cheek before he let go and unwrapped his arms from around me, and took my hand, leaning down to untie his shoes.
“What are you doing?”
He looked up from a bent over position. “You’ll see.”
I held his hand. “You’re not thinking about going in that water, are you?”
He raised an eyebrow as he successfully kicked his shoes off and pulled his socks off. “Maybe?”
“Christopher! That water is freezing!” I exclaimed.
He let go of my hand and I fumbled to grasp a hold of his back. “You are not taking me in that water, Christopher!” I warned.
He stood back up after I reluctantly allowed him to remove my shoes and socks, sweeping me off of my feet. He threw me over his shoulder. “No? You’re not going in? Really? Cause I think you are.”
Bouts of laughter left my lips as I struggled to move out of his grip and watched as he made footprints in the sand down toward the water. “Put me down! You… you… scallywag!”
Low chuckles could be heard as I set my eyes on the foaming water at the shore. “We don’t even have bathing suits!” I pleaded, but there was no use. There was no turning back for this stubborn man. For being a man with such charm, he was quick to open up to his adventurous side; and he might not have saw it right there in that moment, but I was secretly warming up too it.
I looked up to see we were about twelve feet from the shore. Gentle hands grasped my waist as he held back a chuckle. “You were right about one thing, this water is kind of chilly.”
I felt myself sliding down as he pulled me into the water, inhaling a sharp breath through my lips, and squealed. “Dammit, Christopher! No!”
He chuckled and submerged me into the chilling salt water anyway. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep you warm, I’m a furnace.”
“You won’t be when you go into hypothermic shock, Montgomery!” I spat.
He smiled and looked at me as we were now eye level. “I thought I was supposed to be covering the grumpy moods.”
This boy was driving me crazy in the best and worst possible way. A growl left my throat as I narrowed my eyes at him. “Guess you’re not the only grumpy bear in all of Marin County, Montgomery!”
His smile widened, as he laughed. “You’re adorable when you get mad, has anyone ever told you that?”
“No! Well, no one besides you because you’re absolutely absurd!” I yelled. This kid was a loon, and I really didn’t mind it.
My words only sent him further into laughter before he cupped my cheek and pulled me close. Suddenly, the water wasn’t so cold and everything he’d done to get me into the water somehow floated away and I wasn’t mad anymore. Our breathing synced as we leaned in mutually until his lips grazed against mine in a smooth intimate kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and allowed his lips to press into mine in intervals of passion.
We stood there for what seemed like forever, in a hot and heavy make-out session that never went further than that. We were both so content, but the emotions of how he made me feel started racing through my head at a million miles a minute. Our personalities meshed and mixed together like my grandparents recipe for their homemade spaghetti. There were so many ingredients and each one had to have the perfect amount or it was ‘no good’ as my grandmother said. Christopher wasn’t supposed to come around me; and yet here we were two days later and I couldn’t seem to let him go or push him away like my Father wished. He was the perfect recipe for a man. He had a sense of humor, he was protective, passionate, and most of all, he could keep up with my banter. While he hesitated to take my after-party Summer Bash invitation Friday night, once he caved, he was all in.
His strong arms enclosed around me, rubbing his large hands over my body. Goosebumps covered my skin; and even though he was doing his best to keep me warm, he cradled me in his arms without breaking the kiss, he brought us back to the shore. He broke the kiss as he lowered himself into the sand and kept a secure hold on me and sat me between his legs as the ocean water dripped from our fully clothed bodies.
I laid my legs across one of his and gazed up at him with gentle eyes and smiled at him.
He looked back down at me studiously. “What’s that look for?”
I paused to think about how I wanted to word this, and hoped that he would reciprocate with how I felt. “I know we haven’t known each other that long, but I’m really happy and content when I’m with you.”
A smile widened across his lips as he rubbed a hand up and down the side of my waist. “To be honest with you? I am too. I had no idea what would come of this move; but if I could spend the rest of the summer spending my time with you, and allowing whatever this is to grow, I think I’d be okay with that.”
“You mean, sneaking off and being naughty teenagers in the woods and at the beach?”
He chuckled. “Not just that, but being around you. I did not like how the situation was handled on Friday night, and I was feeling some type of way being told to stay away from you.” He spoke just above a whisper as he pushed a piece of hair behind my ear.
I placed my hand against his arm gently. “I know exactly what you mean, but I’m happy that I caught you before you hid yourself away. I want to continue seeing you, no matter what my family said and I have just the way for us to do it.”
“Yeah? What’s that?”
“I’ll show you when we head back,” I said.
“Do you have to be back soon?”
“I should be okay for a little while longer.”
He smiled. “Good, because I’m not ready to go back yet.”
I smiled back at him, leaning up to peck his lips before I sat up and leaned back into him. “We need to dry off before we head back anyway.”
He chuckled. It was a sneaky little chuckle. Did he think this sneaky act of his was cute? He laid his head against my shoulder, pressing a gentle kiss against my soaking wet shirt.
Slowly turning my head, I met his eyes with a glare in my own. “You’re so smug,” I spoke above a whisper.
He chuckled once more. “Me? Chris Montgomery, smug? Only when it comes to pretty young ladies, such as yourself.”
A smile cracked through my lips, and I shook my head at him. “I should be enraged with you right now for pulling me into that freezing cold water; and for the life of me, I can’t be mad at you.”
He raised both eyebrows, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Oh, I’m sure you could. Let me hear you growl. I’ll bet it’s ferocious.”
I held in my laughter as I prepared my best growl for him. Turning my head away from him, I inhaled a breath and looked at him with the meanest of glares. “Grrr!” My mission failed. I sounded like a pathetic cub. My poor excuse at the attempt pushed us both into a bout of laughter.
I looked at him after a moment of staring out at the water. “I can’t fake being mad! But I promise you don’t want to see me mad with the thick Italian blood I am cut with.”
He pulled me closer in his arms. “I think I could handle any version of you that you threw at me.”
“Is that so?” I stared up at him, studying his facial features. His defined jawline, and big easy to get lost in grey-blue eyes staring back at me. I realized that I was putty in his hands and that I would go to far lengths to keep him close.
“It is and I wouldn’t allow it to be any other way and I couldn’t imagine anyone else showing me the ropes to life here in Sausalito.”
I smiled and planted a gentle kiss to his scruffy cheek. “I wouldn’t want anyone else trying to achieve such a task either. They could easily steer you in the wrong direction,” I said, and stopped to think about just how easy it could’ve been for him to slip into the wrong crowd. Turning myself slightly, I wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him a little closer as we sat in silence listening to the waves gently crash against the shore.
***
Returning to the car, I watched as he sat up front and went into the trunk to grab a box before sitting in the front seat.
“So, I have a little something for you.”
He looked over as he shut the door. “Yeah? What is it?”
“Another way to communicate. As you might’ve figured out, my Father likes to run a tight ship.”
He nodded and groaned a bit. “I did. So what have you come up with?”
“I found these in the storage closet while I was working.” I said, and handed him the box.
He took the box and laid his head back against the seat. “Walkie-talkies? Really, Lorelai? How old are we?”
I giggled. “Six and three-quarters!” I nudged him playfully.
He picked his head up and slid the box’s contents out to set them up. “You’re killing me. You know that?”
I smiled. “I only kill in the best ways, Montgomery. The person lives to tell about all the agony I put them through.”
He chuckled. “Alright, for you I’ll give it a whirl.”
I squealed out in happiness, and watched as he assembled the two black boxes with the batteries, and set up the channel. “They should be ready to go. We can test them when we get back.”
I placed my seat belt on after he easily took charge of assembling our new communication toys and smiled. “Sounds perfect.”
***
Upon arrival back at the yacht club, Chris leaned over to steal a quick kiss. “I’ll talk to you soon, beautiful.”
I smiled. “Okay. See you.” I blew him a kiss once he was out of the car and he looked back at me as he was walking away.
Turning the volume up on the radio, I waited for the first test to come through. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach and around my heart. Perhaps I was crazy, jumping in with two feet when I was told not too; but the radiant charm that shined around Christopher’s aura was brighter than ever, and I yearned for the next time I would see him.
A scratching noise came through the radio. “This is Montgomery, calling over to Princess Lorelai.”
I laughed and pressed the button to talk. “Loud and clear, lad. What’s your location?”
“I’m about half way down the boardwalk going toward my house.”
I was pleasantly surprised at how handy these walkie-talkies were working to our advantage. “Okay. Let me know when you’re at the house.”
“Roger that.”
I smiled and shook my head. Stepping out of the car, I made my merry way back into the yacht club; and instead of going home, I decided I would go hide on Cakes and Pies for the remainder of the day.
Stopping at the mailbox, I unlocked the small metal door and pulled out a small pile of envelopes, and shuffled through them. A handwritten letter from handwriting I didn’t recognize sat at the top. Quickly locking up the mailbox, I made a bee line down the docks toward Cakes and Pies.
Once inside the cabin, I kicked my shoes off and made myself comfortable on the couch; opening up the mystery letter, I smiled as I began to read it. Holding the letter over my chest upon finishing, a scratching scribble bleeped through the walkie. “Lor? Can you hear me?”
I leapt off the couch to grasp the walkie and came back to the couch and sat. “I can hear you loud and clear, Mr. Montgomery, which means… we have success!”
He came back and chuckled a moment later. “That we do. What are you up to?”
“Funny you should ask. I was on my way home, and decided to check my mail. Lo and behold, there was this sweet little love whisper inside.”
“A love whisper, huh?” I could hear the smile in his tone of voice.
“Yes. That’s what it came off as.”
“Who was it from?” he asked nonchalantly.
I giggled. “Some creep named Christopher.”
He chuckled. “A creep? What did this creep have to say?”
I smiled. “Oh, just that he can’t get me off his mind, and my beauty is striking.”
“He’s not lying.”
“Hmm… You think I should write him back?”
“Did he leave a return address?”
I looked at the letter, noticing the mailbox number was coincidentally written in the corner. “He did.” I paused. “Maybe I should leave him hanging for a few days.”
“I’ll remember that when I’m peeling your clothes off later…” His tone came out low and husky. I squeezed my legs together, as I stood up off the couch to go look through the rental book to see what was vacant.
“On that note, are you open to meet up tonight?” I ignored his tease on purpose.
He chuckled. “Maybe? What’d you have in mind, gorgeous?”
“Dock C - number 217. Does ten p.m. work for you?”
“Sure. I’ll manage to find it. See you at ten.”
I smiled. “See you then.” Setting the walkie down, I read his letter once more; and I couldn’t help but giggle. He drove me nuts!
***
Christopher
Later that night. I tiptoed through my house, gathering candles, a small assortment of fruit, and chocolate bars to melt down. I stopped at the florist to grab a bouquet of daisies and arrived to the vacant boathouse around 9:30 p.m. I placed the code into the lockbox and gained entry to the house. Looking around, I didn’t see anyone. I turned the lights up and went to work on melting the chocolate, arranging the fruit on a plate, lit the candles, and found a vase in the kitchen to place the daisies in.
Setting my surprise items up across the coffee table between the candles, I opened the sliding door to the living room and stood back to look at it. When I was satisfied, I searched through the wine bottle selection in the kitchen. Once I found a wine we could share, I set two glasses out on each side and heard the front door open and close, quietly. “Christopher?”
“In the kitchen, babe.” I replied finding a radio to turn on soft music.
She walked through the doorway as I popped the cork off the bottle. “Go have a seat and make yourself comfortable. I’ll bring your glass over in a moment.”
She pursed her lips and eyed me for a moment. “What are you up too, Montgomery?”
I smiled and came up behind her. “Go look.”
She proceeded through the open concept kitchen to the living room and took in the surprise. Stopping behind her, I wrapped my arms around her. Leaning in, I placed a gentle kiss to her jawline. “What do you think?”
She turned halfway toward me, placed her hand against my cheek and planted a passionate kiss against my lips. Wrapping her in my arms, I pulled her close as I returned the kiss, moving my hand up through her hair gently.
She broke the kiss a moment later and smiled. “This is the most romantic thing anyone’s ever done for me, Christopher. Thank you.”
I smiled back at her before I pulled her close, rubbing my hands up and down her back, placing my chin against her shoulder. “I want to be your getaway, Lorelai. I’ll take care of you.”
She stayed quiet for a moment, before she returned my embrace and laid her head against my chest. I laid my head on top of hers and closed my eyes embracing this moment. It was sweet, romantic, and meaningful and I wanted it to be that way. I wanted her to show her she could rely on me to come through for her every time. This was only the beginning.
“Really? Because, I think I would really enjoy that.” She spoke barely above a whisper.
“Let’s give it a whirl, Princess,” I whispered back and she tightened her embrace and giggled.
I held her for a moment longer, enjoying her body pressed against mine. Her breathing is calm and, from her relaxed state of mind, I imagine her eyes are closed. She’s completely comfortable with me and I can’t help but feel our connection deepening in this very moment.
Pulling away only slightly, I kept one arm wrapped around her waist and guided her to the couch. We each grab our glass of wine and sit back. I wrap my free arm around her and pull her close. “How was the rest of your day?”
She looked up into my eyes. “It was good. I took Cakes and Pies out for a ride, and cleaned the cabin. It’s sparkling clean now.”
I chuckled. “That yacht is like your child, it seems.”
She looks up at me slightly amused, as if I understood. “Oh, she is. There’s something about having ownership of a vessel. Cruising out on the bay, feeling the breeze running through her sails and my hair. It’s definitely a strong bond.”
I chuckled. “Well maybe sometime down the line, you can give me lessons. I wouldn’t mind learning.”
“I’d love to teach you.”
We sit and sip down the rest of our wine, and chat about adventures we could take on Cakes and Pies. I learned that Lorelai is very educated on the rules of access to Yacht Clubs, and that being a Castillo allows her access to almost any club on the West Coast. All it takes is one little phone call, and she would be granted access to a docking space. She’s only gone as far as North Marin County and down into San Francisco, being a minor gave her limited roaming space. Talks of going to Washington, Oregon, and even down to Southern California were talked about for possibilities.
After finishing our second glass of wine, we were both a tad tipsy. I set our glasses down, and grabbed the fruit tray. “Come with me! I have a surprise.”
She giggled and stood up. I brought her back to the bedroom, setting the tray on top of the dresser, and pulled her in for a passionate kiss as I walked her back to the bed. I removed her shirt and bra, laid her back at the top of the bed, crawling over her before I broke the kiss. “Stay put. I’ll be right back.”
She giggled, and whined. “Christopher! Hurry! I need you!”
I chuckled darkly, getting off the bed. I pulled the white v-neck over my head and tossed it to the floor while I went to retrieve the candles, and placed one on each of the nightstands by the bed.
“Mmm…so romantic, babe.” She turned her head, following me as I walked around the bed.
I winked at her. “I try.” Crawling back up on the bed, I pulled her back into my arms and attacked her lips with another passionate kiss. She returned the kiss, never shying away from the passion. We could’ve lit a fire on a thousand candles with the heat we produced. Clothes disappeared one piece at a time; and before I knew it, we were both naked.
Taking me by surprise, she rolled me over on my back and broke the kiss. Her lips planted succulent kisses down my jawline to my neck and over my chest and abdomen. Moving down to my hips, I watched her enjoying every touch of her lips against my skin. Reaching down, I pushed my fingers through her hair. I knew what she was going for and, while I would’ve enjoyed every second, I had other plans.
“Mmm… Get your beautiful body back up here.”
She giggled and moved back up. I let her take her time before I flipped her back on the bed and straddled her. “Arms above your head, Castillo.”
She smirked and didn’t question my demand. Standing up, I grabbed the tray of fruit and chocolate and came back. Picking up a strawberry, I dipped it in the chocolate. “Open up.”
She smiled and I moved the fruit to her lips, watching as she bit into it seductively. Fuck! She was so damn gorgeous, I couldn’t take it.
“Mmm…delicious,” she said, after finishing.
I smiled at her and noted the dabble of chocolate that fell against her breast. “Mmm. Looks like I dribbled some chocolate on you.”
She bit her lower lip watching as I picked up the bowl of warm chocolate sauce with another strawberry. That dribble of chocolate gave me an idea. I snickered, dipping the fruit once more. This time, I let the chocolate drip over her chest on purpose. Taking a bite, I admired her from the straddled position I had on her hips.
I silently noted her wandering eyes from below, giggling and groaning at me in pleasure. I loved how playful and sassy she could get, and the fact that she was allowing me to turn her into a dessert tray right now made my head spin with ideas of what else she would allow me to do.
“You’ve made a mess, Christopher,” she pouted.
I chuckled and looked at the lines and droplets of chocolate splattered across her breasts and stomach. “No worries. Let me clean that up for you.” Leaning down, I start at her breast, sucking the sweet chocolate off of her breasts. Opening my eyes, I watched as her head fell back, moans leaving her lips. I close mine once more and moved my lips to the dabble that landed against her nipple, sucking her nipple gently. A loud cry of pleasure left her lips, letting me know she’s enjoying herself.
When I finish cleaning her up, I plant kisses up her to her clavicle, neck, and jawline to her ear. “Hmm… Did you enjoy that, Miss Castillo?”
She inhaled a deep breath. “Oh god, yes baby. I love it when you tease me.”
I chuckled quietly, nipping at her earlobe, rubbing my hands over the sides of her waist to her breast. Massaging them gently, before pinching at her nipples gently. Her moans fill the room as I continue. Breaking away, I grab the chocolate sauce and trail it from the top of her breasts to her hips. I think, ’she’s going to need a shower after this…’, which makes me snicker quietly. For now, she is distracted in deep breaths and I continue licking and sucking the chocolate sauce off of her body that she barely notices.
Reaching her hips, I trail a line of succulent kisses down and stop as I reach the top of her clit. Prodding my tongue against her in a teasing way, she moans my name and I pull away and move my lips to her inner thigh, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin.
Her breathing picks up at a heavy pace, I can tell I’m driving her insane. Kissing down her inner thigh, I decide it’s only fair to even it out on the other side. Spreading her legs, I reach up on the tray of goodies and grab a maraschino cherry and place it to her lips. “Bite this off the stem… but don’t eat it,” I instruct.
She looks down at me, inhaling a deep breath covering the cherry stem with her teeth and pulls the cherry off. Quickly moving to hover over her, I grasp the fruit from her lips and look at her with a devious hint in my eyes. She’s eating this up with amusement. I guess I should’ve mentioned I had a sweet tooth.
My bad.
Moving back between her legs, I drop the cherry against her clit. “If it drops, I’ll start the entire process over.”
She inhales a deep breath and exhales in a moan, my name left her lips in a plea which made me smile and snicker.
“You don’t play fair…,” she whined.
I glared up at her playfully. “Maybe I should make you lay there so I can admire you instead.”
“Please don’t do that Mr. Montgomery. I’ll stay still. I promise.”
The stern glare kept shape as I lowered myself, pushing her legs up, I slid my tongue between her lips gaining that sweet taste of her in my mouth. Her panting moans filled the room; and when I knew she was at the edge of releasing, I swept my tongue over the sensitive button and bit into the cherry making sure to drip the juice, placing my lips over the mound and sucking softly before pushing a finger inside and then a second. Feeling her wet folds wrapping around my fingers, I moved in and out of her picking up the pace the longer this went on.
Looking up, I locked my eyes on hers as she moaned wrapping her legs around my lower back and moved her hips to meet each push I made into her.
Quickening the pace, I didn’t stop until she released a hot intense orgasm. I groaned against her as her continuous moans became music to my ears. Without missing a beat, I move up her body, planting sweet suckle kisses against her skin, pulling her legs up with my legs, dipping my hardened penis into her hot wet core and watching as her head fell back as she gasped out in a moan. Our hips danced together, as I picked up the pace. The pleasure coursed through my body as she pushed her fingers through my hair and pulled me in for a passionate kiss.
I smiled against her lips, grasping a tight yet gentle hold on her hips and sat up to get a different angle, a thought coming to mind. I needed to give her her most intense orgasm.
“Close your eyes,” I huffed out, groaning as I grew closer.
She did as she was told without a question. Damn. She is so obedient and I am loving it. Running a finger against her clit in quick motions to bring her closer to her climax. biting my lip at the sight before me.
“Mm, come for me princess.”
She gasped out and her wave of moans aligned with the orgasms releasing against my cock. In the midst of a groaning moan, I reached to retrieve a candle and blew it out. A smirk rose over my lips before I tilted the jar, dripping the hot wax over her breasts and stomach which makes her scream. Exploding inside of her, I slowed the pace to ride out the rest of our orgasms. Setting the candle aside, I laid against her and press gentle kisses to her shoulder as we both attempt to catch our bated breath.
Laying my head in the crook of her neck, I smiled and thought, ‘how did I get so damn lucky?’