I Told You, You're Mine
By: Heather C. AdamsI grab the bottom of her shirt, yanking it over her head and she raises her arms to help me, “We’re going to talk alright but right now, I’m going to show you why your mine.”
Her naked body runs through me like drugs as I tear my clothes off, staring at every inch of her. She is my heroine, my life, and I need to be deep inside of her to feel alive again.
“Get on the bed,” I command.
She leans back on the bed and scoots herself up to the pillows.
“Open your legs and touch yourself.”
She doesn’t question me, she doesn’t falter, she just does exactly as I say. She leans back on her pillows, propping her legs open and pressing her dainty fingers against her pink folds. The tiny rays of sunlight bounce through the room providing just enough light to let me see it all and oh was the sight fucking beautiful.
I wrap my hand around my shaft and began to move it slowly, “show me where you want me, Avery.”
Her sweet innocent eyes look at me nervously and I can tell she has never done this in front of anyone before. The tips of two of her fingers dip into her channel, “That’s right.” I coax her, “keep going.”
Her eyes close and her head leans back as a shallow moan escapes her lips and I can’t contain myself any longer. I crawl up the bed, grabbing her legs and pulling her wet folds flush with my face. Her moans only egg me on as I lap up all of her arousal. The heat of her flesh soars through me as my rod jams against the bed begging me to be inside of her.
“Blade,” she moans, “we need to talk-“
“Shhh, I press my finger against her lips as I hoover over her body now, lining my cock with her opening, resting it just barely inside.
“I told you we’ll talk,” I growl, “but right now, we make love.”
I feel her legs tighten on the sides of my body and I push in a little deeper, inch by inch I feel her tight channel slowly stretching around me.
***
Avery
What in the hell he was doing here I had no clue. Blade McIntosh stormed into my apartment like he stormed into my life, and now he was storming into my body.
All my anger, all my angst, and confusion faded away as soon as I saw his face. Once his hot breath pressed against my skin, I am reminded exactly why I acted so irrational weeks ago and ran back to him.
My body ignited begging him to remind me of the calm his closeness brings me. Blade was my love story, one I didn’t want to end.
Once his body pushes inside of mine I’m, soothing all the pain I felt last night, I’m instantly convinced that I overreacted when Liza stormed in on us. I ran. I shouldn’t have. I let all my insecurities take over my rational brain and I almost fucked it all up again but he’s here…once again…his love never waning. No matter how hard I try to push him away, he’s right there waiting for me.
His long shaft pushes completely inside of me stretching me, and the pleasure teeters on pain but in all the right ways. His heavy body tangled inside of mine is the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced in my life and when we are connected like this there is no denying our bond. Our passion makes it seem carnal, but it’s so much more. We get each other. We complete each other. We are one.
“Blade,” I moan.
“I love you, Avery,” he whispers and those four words send tingles all over my body making me want to come right then and there.
He pumps inside of me, banging in each time, “I love you Avery, but you’ve been a bad girl.”
He grabs my hands holding them over my head and I feel his balls each time he pushes inside of me. I won’t last long like this.
“Come on my cock Avery, show me your pussy is all mine.”
“I’m yours Blade,” my legs open wider and the waves start to roll through my body.
He plunges in deeper rolling into my hips; and as I soar over my mountain, his lips meet mine, rapturing them and swallowing my pleasure.
He stops for a moment catching his breath.
“Did you come?” I ask and he shakes his head.
“No, I’m not done with you,” he grins.
The spot he once filled aches as he pulls out of me and jerks my body over, propping me on my knees.
He slaps my ass and I gasp in delight. The things he’s doing…the way he’s dominating me like this is driving me wild.
