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This decor, while contemporary and beautiful, is definitely at odds with his personality and his typical bold choices. I can appreciate his consideration for inclusion. He wants me to feel like this is my home too.
“The view is gorgeous,” I compliment as we tour the rest of the house. Floor-to-ceiling windows line the entire back of the house. I can see the illuminated pool and custom waterfall. The seclusion will definitely be an asset here.
“Yeah. You get a view of the city from every room. I love all the natural light that filters in during the day and the twinkle of the city lights at night. Let me show you the rest of the house.”
The wicked gleam in his eyes hints that he would rather us be doing something else. We step into the living room, and the open space is a complement of creams and browns—more neutrality. Contemporary furnishings and decor are plentiful, but I prefer his bolder choices. The home is still nothing short of breathtaking, though.
He pulls me to him, and my body melts into his masculine frame. He uses both hands to tilt my face up to him, and his kiss is neither soft nor comforting. It’s raw and savage. His tongue seeks entrance, and I let him in. His hands slide under my dress, and my panties pool with wetness. “I own you, A mhuirnín. You belong to me. I need to hear it.”
I don’t hesitate. I don’t know if that proverbial shoe will ever drop, but I can’t deny this man. “I’m yours.”
He growls his approval before ripping my panties off. He picks me up, and I have no choice but to hang on for the ride as he makes determined strides toward the bedroom. “I can’t make any promise of being gentle, little bird. I’m going to fuck you so hard. My dick is at a constant salute when I’m around you,” he says. He stands me on my feet only to slide my dress over my head and undo my bra. He stands back and takes me in like I’m a visual masterpiece. I fight the urge to cover myself. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to the way he devours me with his eyes. He begins to remove his own clothes, and holy hell, I’ll definitely never get used to his Adonis-like body. I lick my lips as he peruses me with a smirk. His hardness is standing at attention, nearly touching his navel. The vein that runs along the dorsal side adds to its virile perfection. The thickness is intimidating, but the fullness inside me is nothing I can put into words. He grabs my hand and wraps it around the head. He glides my hand up and down the length of him and I can feel him hardening even more. I try to swallow the lump in my throat.
“You ready for my cock, baby?”
He winks at me, and I squeeze my legs together to stave off the ache rolling through my core. Lennon lays me down on the king-size bed before he pries my legs apart. My bare pussy is on display for him. I bashfully attempt to close my legs, more than a little embarrassed, but he’s not having it. “Nuh-uh, open your legs for me. I want to see how wet you are.”
“Don’t want to leave any sight unseen,” I try to joke to lighten my apprehension. I love the sex, but I’m not the biggest fan of feeling this open and vulnerable.
“Never when it comes to you. I own every part of you. Your body is visually stimulating, and I want to appreciate every part of you.”
He nibbles at my inner thigh, and I let my head fall back on the bed, letting his words ease my tension. He grips my hips in his arms and uses his hold to keep me still as he swipes his skilled tongue across my clit. I nearly buck off the bed. His licks are slow, controlled, and torturous. He makes little swirls with his tongue that should be illegal. “Fuck, you have such a gorgeous pussy. I can stay right here and devour your essence all day,”he praises. He sucks on my clit with such fervor. He inserts one finger and then two, stretching me. I moan and thrash about because it’s too much. He tightens his grip to hold me still and continues his assault. He tongues me deep, and it has me grabbing his hair as I buck my hips. I think I’m going to pass out when the first wave of ecstasy rolls through me. My legs tremble around his head, but he doesn’t stop. He begins nibbling at my bud alternated with a lethal swirl of his talented tongue. I pull on his hair as I ride out my second orgasm.Shit, he’s still licking me.
“Lennon, please.” My legs clamp around his head as he brings me once again to the brink of another orgasm.
“There it is. That is what I was waiting to hear. I want you begging. I want your tight little pussy good and wet because once I sink my cock into you, I won’t be able to hold back.”
His filthy promise sends me right over the edge. He backs off the bed, pulling my legs to bring me with him. He stands and lifts me so that I have no choice but to wrap my legs around him. “I love these sexy fucking legs wrapped around my waist and your pussy wrapped around my cock.” His hands grasp my outer thighs as he lifts me just a tad more. He lowers me slowly onto the length of his cock, and I begin to stretch to take every delicious inch. The feeling is heavenly, and I’m already anticipating the ride. Once I’m fully seated, he gives me a moment to adjust to his fullness. I attempt to lift my hips to start us off, but he kisses me instead. His lips caress mine as he explores my mouth. I can taste myself on his tongue. His hands tangle in my hair as he deepens the kiss. I am free falling. He grinds himself against me, and I whimper with need.
“Fuck me, Lennon,” I plead as fire ignites through me.
“Whatever you want, little bird.” He pulls out and inches back in me slowly, and I stretch even more to accommodate his girth. It’s sweet torture. He begins sucking on my neck, and the combined feeling is almost more than I can handle. “Your pussy is gripping my cock so hard,” he growls.
The wiggle of my hips is the only sign he needs to spur along. He bounces me on his cock—the first few strokes are slow, and I meet him stroke for stroke. I know the instant his control snaps because he starts pounding me harder. His hips piston with each increasing stroke. I hold on for the ride as he impales me. His balls slap against me as he finds a way to go deeper. His arms work double time as he uses his strength to bounce me on his impressive erection. My walls clamp down on him as I come hard and in turn milk his release. He growls in pleasure. We both bask in utter ecstasy. Our pants are in sync. He lowers me to the bed and begins sucking on my breasts.
“These are mine too,” he says as he nips at one of my nipples.
I can feel him getting hard again.Oh my. He flips us over, and now I’m on top. He grips my hips and begins to bounce me on his dick. He sets the pace and watches as my tits bounce in time with the rhythm he set. It’s not long before I find my own rhythm as I grind down on him between strokes.Shit. I’m not going to last. I throw my head back and scream his name as the stars dance behind my eyes.
“Fucking hell, that is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he says as he finds his release. He turns me on my side, and I think we’re about to cuddle.Wrong.He begins to fondle my now tender breasts. “I love watching you come. I’m going to enjoy watching this look on your face all night.”
“You’re pretty insatiable,” I point out as he massages my hip.
“How can I not be? Your body just keeps demanding a repeat performance. If your unwavering wetness is anything to go by, I’d say you’re the insatiable one.”
To emphasize his point, he runs his dick along the crease of my ass. Holy mess. He’s already hard again. I look over my shoulder at him, and he gives me the most wicked grin. “I told you that it’s all your fault. I’m just obliging. This pussy is going to be so sore tomorrow.”
He lifts my leg slightly and slides into me from behind. Again, his strokes are slow and deliberate. His hands find my breasts, and he twirls my nipples with his fingertips. I back my ass into him to meet his strokes, and he lets out a guttural growl. He pounds into me harder, and I can’t deny how much I want his relentless strokes. I reach back and pull his hair.
“Shit, what are you doing to me, Aurora?” He plunges into me one last time … we’re both falling over the edge. He slaps my ass and rubs it. We have a long night ahead of us. My stomach picks this time to announce my hunger.
“Are you hungry, baby? I meant for us to eat first after our long day of getting here. My dick just had alternate plans.”
“I could eat.” I laugh. My savage king has worked up my appetite.
He jumps out of bed and doesn’t bother with clothes. I guess I’m not, either. “Come on. Let me make you my famous spaghetti. It’s even better than the Italians.”
I doubt that, but I’d eat my hand now. I’ve never witnessed him cook anything, so this should be interesting. I follow him to the kitchen and sit at the counter as he prepares. He pours me a glass of wine, but I’m distracted by the way he moves about the kitchen. He chops the mushrooms and parsley … such a simple task, but he manages to make it look sexy. After all the prep work is done, he brings the noodles to a boil. He saunters over to me and lifts me out of my chair. He sets me on the counter and starts his assault on my lips. The kiss is tender and slow. I didn’t initially take him for a kisser, but it’s kind of his thing. He’s great at it. He places a tiny kiss on my nipple. One and then the other. He pulls one into his mouth and begins to suck. A whimper slips past my lips, and he smiles. He pulls away, and I tighten my grip around his waist to keep him in place.
