Page 63 of Lorcan's Obsession
"See, Tristen. You can take all of me. I was made for you too."
His words were as heavy as his manhood inside me. Our emotional needs entwined with the physical in this moment of perpetual bliss. My back rose as he filled me to earth's end.
"You okay, baby? I want to pound you hard, but I won’t give it to you until you say the word."
I’d been waiting for this moment for a damn long time. "I am ready."
With one hand, Lorcan unclasped my bra and tossed it on the bed. "You won’t be needing any clothing until we leave tomorrow." Then he lifted me to straddle his waist, and I clung to him as he stepped away from the bed toward the sitting area. Pleasure sparked in my body as he began to tease my pebbled breasts with his mouth, giving short strokes with his tongue and playful, hungry bites with his lips. He made me feel like the most delicious thing in the world.
Lorcan stopped in front of a full-length mirror and began driving my hips against his dick.
"You’re going to watch,” he declared, grazing my ear with his mouth. “I want you to know what you look like as I make you mine. As you take in all of me. As I give you what you need like nobody else ever will."
“Fuck, Lorcan,” I cried out, feeling him heavy and pulsing lit up my body like the Fourth of July.
His pace changed to relentless, unfaltering, unstoppable.
"Can you see yourself, baby?"
I whimpered, nodding. The sight of our reflections rutting against each other was spellbinding. My brown body glistened with sweat, my tits bounced with each thrust, and my face shone with pleasure. His hands held me tight, muscles taut as he hammered into me. Every move of his shaft ground those barbells deeper into my vagina, sending me to the final frontier. Stars began to dance across my vision.
"Can you see, Tristen? See how full and scrumptious you look when you are taking all of my cock?"
"Yes," I screamed, desperate for another mind-shattering orgasm. "Baby, I'm going to come!"
"Yes, you are. In my mouth."
Lorcan pulled out and swooped towards the couch before dropping me on my back. His mouth latched barbarically on my exploding core, lapping and sucking as if I was an ice cream cone on a hot summer day. Pleasure surged through me like an electric system overload, setting all my nerve endings on fire as I yielded to the world-shaking climax, with tears streaming down my temple until my body went limp.
He growled and thundered in relish at the sight of me undone. Really undone.
"What a sweet taste. I'm already addicted to it. I plan on devouring you every day." He pointedly ran his tongue across his lips, licking clean my juices. "Turn around and get on your hands and knees, baby."
Fuck me. This man knew what he was doing with that thrasher between his legs and the filthy words he said to me. And telling me he wanted to devour me like this every day was only getting me wetter.
I turned around and did as Lorcan asked. The aftershocks of the Lorcan-induced big O left my arms and knees quivering, giving me less than optimal support for going doggy.
Grabbing the decorative couch pillow for my head, I assumed my favorite "WAP" position. My shapely ass was raised directly in front of my man and his manhood. When his raging stiffy prodded at my entrance, I hunkered down, readying myself for pussy Armageddon.
"Back it up for me, baby," Lorcan commanded, one hand holding his hard dick, the other greedily gripped on my thigh. "Come, impale yourself on your cock."
As he guided his scorching, thick shaft into my dripping core, I craned my neck to look at him. Lorcan’s face was flushed with all shades of euphoria. I felt a deep sense of satisfaction knowing I was the reason behind his unadulterated bliss.
Moaning, I moved my rear past his crown, but I needed his thrusts to push himself into me, lock, stock, and barrel.
"Lorcan, please," I begged, my voice high and breathy.
"Yes, Tristen. Tell me what you want." He rocked just enough to tease me, but not enough to give me what I needed. It drove me wild and threw any bitchy comebacks out the fucking window.
"You." I backed up a little more. Nothing gave. "I want you, Lorcan. You and your enormous cock!"
"Say it again, baby,” he coaxed. “I want it on repeat in my head."
"I want you, Lorcan," I whimpered. "Give me all of you." I turned my head and stared up at him so he could see the complete longing in my eyes. He growled in satisfaction and pleasure.
"And you have me. All of me."
Lorcan surged forward in one step, a powerful crescendo to his lustful tempo. My yell could have shattered windows. I moaned his name over and over as he continued pounding me like an animal. He pressed a hand on my lower back to steady me and my shaking knees. I mewled into the pillow and started my ascent to nirvana.