Page 34 of Sinful Addiction
Last night we went to the point of no return, and again in the early hours of this morning—many times.
I left my mark on my woman while she imprinted on me.I won’t be surprised if that scratch doesn’t leave a scar.The little hellcat has some seriously sharp claws on her.
My need to wake her is taking over all irrational thoughts.As much as I should get up and leave, I’m held down by an imaginative forcefield.
I continue trailing my fingers all over her body.When I reach her pussy, she’s wet and ready for attention.I tease for a little while, enjoying the subtle hums she’s making in her sleep.Needing more, I slowly slide under the covers, down the length of the bed until I’m face to face with my favorite treat.
The best part about waking Lacey up is this.My ego proudly sits on a pedestal from the euphoric pleasure she receives.
I’m past the point of going slow as her hums turn into distinctive moans.I know she’s awake, so I start to feast like it’s my last meal.I suck hard on her nub and graze my teeth over the sensitive flesh of her pussy lips before I let go and my tongue works her over to mix the pain with undeniable pleasure.
My tongue slips lower, finding her juices and licking her clean.Her hips buck into my face as her hand grabs a fist full of my hair and that’s when I know I have her full attention.
“Don’t fucking stop.”
Her voice sounds pained, but only because I stopped.“Morning, pet.I’ll be right with you.”I lower my mouth over her and work my tongue until she’s crying my name.
“Fuck, Antonio.Ohhh… ahhh… I’m coming…”
Her moans become louder until one final scream fills the room.
“Antonio…”
I replace my tongue with my fingers so I can watch her unravel.And unravel she does.She’s so beautiful when she comes screaming my name.It brings my inner demon to the surface.I want to make her scream over and over until she physically no longer can.However, this time is different.
I no longer want to use the apparatuses from the playrooms.I only want my words, tongue, fingers, and cock teasing her and making her beg for more.
I’ve hopefully discovered a new way to let my demons out while keeping Lacey, too.
“What’s that look in your eye for?”Lacey’s breath is staggered.She’s sated from her orgasmic wake up call.
“I’m not finished.”I crawl up, over her body until my cock is positioned at her entrance.I wait for a few minutes, teasing her, then in one swift motion I’m in so deep I can’t breathe.Her walls clamp around me and I know this isn’t going to be slow.
I start to retreat, but she stops me with her legs wrapped around my ass.
“I want to feel you.I don’t want this to end.”
Her admission changes nothing.
“Trust me?”
Ever so faintly she nods her head.
“Words, Lacey.I need words.”
“Yes.I trust you.”
As soon as I hear the word, yes, I slam my hips against hers as hard as I can, drowning her voice with my own.I’m in as far as I can go, but I don’t care.I keep doing this over and over until she wraps her arms around my neck to bring us as close as possible.
I—we need this more than the air we breathe.
Without warning my cock is being strangled half to death while Lacey lathers it in her orgasm.I bury myself the furthest I’ve ever been and let go with her.
We’re both trying to catch our breaths, but I stay lying above Lacey.I don’t want to leave.
“Home.”I breathe out.
“What?”She’s confused and trying to sit up so she can read me.