Chapter 39
Hanna
We got up to my room, and the moment the door shut, he was all over me. His hands grasped my hips and his lips attached themselves to my neck, and something told me we weren’t making it to the bed when he growled into my skin. His chest pressed into my back and his hands slid up my shirt. It felt so good to have him against my body again, and I wanted to make it worth it.
I wanted to show him what he had chosen to stay with.
I turned around in his arms and nipped at his shoulders. I slowly stripped him of all his clothes and traced the outlines of his rippling muscles with my fingertips. His skin puckered at my touch, and I peppered kisses all along his chest, feeling his skin heat up below my lips. He slid me out of my clothes until we were bare for one another in my bedroom, and when my lips attacked his neck, I took my time.
I bit into his skin before I licked it clean with my tongue, his hands depressed deep in the small of my back. His dick throbbed against my stomach and his arms held me close, and when I kissed down to his chest, I drew little circles around his nipples. He sucked in a short breath before his hands slid down to my ass. His touch felt so soft and ignited my soul deep within my gut, but when he raised me off my feet, I knew exactly where we were headed.
He took me into the bathroom while I continued to pepper his neck with kisses, and he walked us into my shower. He turned on the hot water and slowly backed me into it. Then he sank to his knees and trailed kisses down my stomach. He pressed kiss after kiss to my belly button, praising my body while his hands ran up the insides of my legs, and I leaned my back into the wall of the shower just when his hands reached up to cup my breasts.
“Beautiful,” he said into my skin. I jumped at every nip of his teeth when he grazed the excess of my thighs. I felt myself pooling into my pussy folds, threatening to spill forth as his tongue drew mindless drawings on my skin. The water was steaming the shower, and suddenly he stood back up. It wasn’t until he reached above his head that I knew what he was going for.
“It’s removable.”
He grasped the head of the shower and maneuvered it until a thick, tight stream was coming from the head. When his fingertips parted my pussy folds, my eyes widened.
“Keep your eyes on me,” he commanded.
My legs shook as the spout of water slowly washed my silky essence away from my skin. He trailed it around my swollen nub, and the moment that spout hit my clit, it was all over. As I laid my head back into the wall and Kason leaned forward to suck my nipple between his lips, my legs bounced and threatened to give way as the water pounded my bundle of nerves.
“Oh, shit,” I said.
“Look at me,” Kason commanded. I fluttered my eyes open and tried to keep them trained on him, but it was next to impossible. My body shook and his smirk continued to bloom, and suddenly my orgasm washed over me and my legs gave way. His arm let go of my pussy and flew around my body, but the stream of water continued to pelt my clit, and I wailed into his chest.
“Oh, god, Kason. Yes! Fuck!”
I bit down on his chest, and that was when he dropped the spout of water. Before I could register what was going on, he pressed my tits into the wet shower wall. Water pummeled our feet, and I felt the tip of his dick press against my entrance. When I pushed back onto him, he slipped right in. He planted his hands by my head and slowly thrust into me, and I couldn’t help but shake at the feel of him massaging my swollen pussy walls.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Shit, yes.”
“You were a very bad girl, trying to leave,” he said.
“I’m so sorry,” I said breathily.
His hand cracked across my ass, and my walls clamped down on him.
“I should teach you what happens if you try to run away.”
“Please teach me,” I whispered.
He cracked his hand down on my other ass check, but I knew he couldn't keep up the ruse much longer. He was just as desperate for this as I was. Which was why when he slid out of me from behind, I felt empty inside.
“Kason?” I asked.
He fiddled with the spout and put it back up above us, and soon his sculpted muscles were being doused in hot water. His skinned turned a deep red while his dick pulsed at attention for me, and the way he looked at me was nothing short of primal.
“Get on your knees,” he commanded.
I dropped to my knees with a crash and gobbled him up before he could ask. I tasted my juices around his dick, and my nipples grew harder than they ever had been. I had to massage them just to get them under control. He wrapped his hands in my hair and fucked my throat deep, and I fluttered my eyes up to look at him. He looked absolutely incredible with his eyes screwed shut in pleasure, and I took great pride in being able to make him feel this way.
To crumble the great Kason Marx into a blubbering mess of cum and sweat.
I sucked him until my cheeks were hollow and I saw his balls pulls up into his body. I knew he was close, so close that I started to rub my own clit with my own fingertips. But before he let me swallow him down, he ripped me up from my knees and crashed his lips onto mine.
“That’s not where I want to come,” he whispered.
We sank to the floor and he pushed himself deep inside me with his eyes trained heavily on mine. I kept my eyes on his while he slowly sheathed himself inside me time and time again, and that slow burn ignited in my pelvis. I wrapped my legs around his calves to steady us on the shower floor, and when the water from his hair began to drip onto my skin, he bent down to lick up every drop.
“You are so beautiful,” he said.
I wiped his hair from his face, but he never picked up his pace. I tried to raise my hips to his and set a rhythm of my own, but his hands pinned me to the floor and I couldn’t move. I whimpered and writhed with want, and soon I began begging him for my own release.
“Please, Kason. Please let me come.”
“Together, my love,” he whispered. “Just be patient.”
He drove me to the brink of my own precipice before he backed off and pulled out. His dick was purple with rage and my pussy was sore with the need for release. My body was trembling and my muscles were sore, and when the hot water shut off, I whimpered into the echoing shower.
“Please.”
He picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed, but when he laid me down, it was on my side. He crawled into bed beside me and slipped his hand around my waist. Then I felt his lips by my ear.
“Wrap your top leg back around me,” he commanded.
I parted my sore legs for him and felt his arm take my thigh. His dick slipped between my legs and automatically found my entrance, and I sighed in relief when he entered from behind me. His lips peppered my shoulder with light kisses, and my hand reached back to run through his wet hair. His hand held my leg like it was made of nothing while he thrust deep into me.
“Yes, Kason. Right there. Please,” I begged. He was hitting me in just the right spot, with my clit being hit from behind, and soon stars burst behind my eyelids as he slowly picked up the pace.
“Come for me, Hanna. Come for me and say my name.”
“Yes, Kason. I’m going to come. Just…keep…doing… Oh, hell.”
My pussy began to swell around his dick, and then my body finally gave way. It contracted and milked his dick before he buried himself as far into me as he could get. I threw my head back into him while he bit down deeply on my shoulder.
“Kason. Oh, Kason. I love you. I love you. Yes. Damn, Kason, yes.”
“I love you, too, Hanna,” he said, grunting. “I love you so much.”
We came together, and I could feel our juices dripping out onto the bed, but I didn’t care. His body was contracting and expanding against mine and I was shivering with the aftershocks of my orgasm, and all I could think about was how this was it.
This was what I had been looking for ever since I’d decided I wanted a child.
And as we lay there in bed with his dick still sheathed within my warmth, I locked my fingers with his while we held each other and drifted off to sleep.
Finally, I was home.