Alter Ego: His Sultry Lover

Chapter 295 - Yielding To Him *

Within seconds, one of his fingers was pressing inside her, the delicious pressure and the swirl of his tongue over her clit driving her insane. She whimpered as he pumped, mercilessly pushing into her. She arched off as he plunged another finger into her.

He moved around, trying to get into a comfortable position and found himself pressing her down with his hands to keep her from moving. With the sensitive bud in his mouth, he licks and sucks get more intense. She wanted to cry. His face was completely against her and she could feel every ridge of his tongue on her. The vibration of his hum shot through her body and her eyes widened. She looked down at him to see his eyes closed and a look of pleasure on his face.

Was he singing against her p.u.s.s.y? Seriously?

She wanted to chuckle, but all she could do was tug at his hair.

He pulled away, his fingers stilling inside her. She bucked a little, trying to feel the friction inside her.

"What?" he questioned, traces of her wetness all over his lips and chin. "You taste so sweet." He licked his lips and ran his finger over her clit. "You taste like my favorite dessert, soft and sweet." His attention went back to her swollen s.e.x.

He grabbed her leg and hitched it over his shoulder, She shifted, trying to be more comfortable. He went back to breathing her in, alternating with his tongue and fingers to be inside her.

The tension in her stomach continued to rise, and he must have noticed that she was close because he started to move faster. her leg shook under the pressure of her pending release. All she could feel was the combination of his tongue and fingers ruthlessly pumping inside her.

"Come," he ordered, his thumb flicking her clit.

She couldn't hold in her scream as she exploded around his finger. It was so loud that she feared that the people in the neighboring rooms would complain or worse, call the cops. She tried to breathe, but the orgasm had left her unable to even do that. The tremors coursed through her as his fingers moved languidly inside, prolonging her ecstasy.

"Up," he said when she had finally regained some semblance of rational thought.

"Oh my god," she breathed. That was all she could say. She pulled her hip up, letting him take her dress off.

"Love, I am not nearly done with you yet. You've been teasing me for three days now." He nudged her on the shoulder, asking her to move. He helped her, taking off the dress and blowing cool air over her newly freed skin.

His hand slipped down to her ass, to the slit that was still humming. He slipped his finger inside again, just to check.

She whined. "Oh no..." she groaned. She was wiggling, already ready for him again.

"Why am I the only one n.a.k.e.d?" He was still dressed, just a little tousled, but dressed nonetheless. But it was visible that he was incredibly aroused.

"You want me n.a.k.e.d?" he asked with an impish smile. Oh, she knew right then that they were in for a long time of pleasure. She nodded.

He pulled his shirt over his head and she could see his broad chest. As he stretched, she could see his muscles flex under his skin. He had spoken of gaining weight and what not, but there was not a shred of fat on him. Liar.

She helped him with his pants, pushing it to his ankles with her feet. His boxers followed, allowing his c.o.c.k to spring forward. She reached forward and touched the tip.

"Bend over," he commanded in a gravelly voice.

She obeyed, placing her palms on the bed and rolling over. She propped herself on her elbows, leaving her ass in the air. She felt him draw closer behind her and she heard the wrapper being torn open. She turned her head, wanting to see him. She caught a glimpse of him stroking himself as he slid the condom on. When he noticed her watching, he glared and turned her head forward.

Ah, so he didn't want her to see what he was up to. Good thing she had come to like surprises. Especially ones he prepared for her.

His hands were soon on her, grazing over her spine to the arch of her back. His lips followed suit. She could feel his erection rubbing against her, inches from where she wanted him. Her body was aching, wanting to take all of him inside.

She hissed as his teeth nicked her hip and she heard him mumble something.

The warmth was suddenly gone, making her shiver. She wiggled her ass, trying to get him back to her.

"No." He grabbed her hip and stilled them. His finger slipped between her legs and between her drenched lips where he pushed a couple of times. She m.o.a.ned when he pulled away.

The room was eerily quiet and she patiently waited for him. It felt like decade had passed when his hand suddenly gripped her h.i.p.s. With a sharp thrust he was buried completely inside her. She clenched around him due to the sudden invasion.

"You feel so good," he whispered. She could hear him gulp and a felt a surge of happiness.

She hissed as he withdrew and pushed back strongly. He was big and she felt too full every time he was inside her. But her body accepted him nonetheless, yielding to him.

He was moving fast, his body slapping harshly against her ass, his fingers gripping her h.i.p.s. The slight sting was nothing compared to the pleasure she felt. She liked it rough… with him, at least.

"Please don't stop." She lowered her head, dropping to the pillow and lying down and her h.i.p.s still remained in the air. It just got better. At this angle, he hit deeper. It felt like he was everywhere.