Page 74 of The Craving


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“You will take it as hard as I can give it,” I demand, pounding harder and harder into her, knowing I won’t last much longer. I need her to come again.

Her body is still so tender that as I lean down and take her nipple through the lace and bite down on it, her scream is deafening. Rising back up, her tight little pussy clenches me tightly, the ripples pleasuring me over and over again as her final orgasm races through her body. The fire I’ve seen all along in her eyes is burning so intensely that I’m done and can’t hold back any longer.

“You’re mine! Fucking mine, say it!” I shout, pumping through emptying myself inside her. I want her screaming it.

“Yours, all… yours.” The exhaustion is written all over her face, along with a completely sated smile.

Slowly drawing out of her, I pull her luscious body up to sit on my thighs where I sink onto the mattress, wrapping her in my arms.

“What have you done to me, my beautiful Victoria,” I whisper into the top of her head that is now lying on my shoulder, and the whisps of her red hair stick to the side of her face. I know we need to clean up, but I don’t want to move. Everything that has happened since she lay in my arms in Rome is finally pushed away, and all I can feel is the calmness she’s bringing to me.

It seems impossible that the whirlwind that is Victoria is the same woman lying so peacefully in my arms and just listening to my heartbeat. One thing I know for sure, make-up sex will be off the charts with her, and we are guaranteed to have plenty of that with the amount we argue.

“Same,” is all she replies, and I can’t help but laugh at her.

“I’m going to put you down so I can get rid of this condom.” Kissing her lips so gently, I then lay her softly down. “Don’t move.”

A cute little giggle escapes from her as her words say it all. “As if I could.”

Walking into my bathroom and disposing of my mess, I turn to the huge egg-shaped bath that I think I have only used maybe twice, but now I’m so glad I put it in when I renovated, purely for this moment. Turning on the water and getting the temperature just right, I wish I had some bath oil, but I’m a guy, and we don’t think of those things. Nor did I ever really think I would be sharing the bath with anyone.

Stepping back into my room, Victoria is right where I left her, and I’m not even certain she is still awake. If only she was this quiet all the time. Then again, who am I kidding? I love her feistiness, it’s what drew me to her. She is so real. What you see is what you get, and there are no airs or graces put on depending on who she’s around. It’s the most amazing thing about her—oh, and her rocking hot body!

“Beautiful, let’s take a bath,” I say, lifting her into my arms and carrying her through to where the steam is building above the hot water.

Placing her feet on the tiled floor, I reach around her to undo the bra that she still has on. Her voluptuous breasts fall free, and I can’t help myself, bending to take one in my mouth and suck it.

“Nope, no way, back off, big boy. Let me recover first.” Before she can push me away, I’m smiling to myself that she’s back and the sassy mouth is starting up again, and I take the other one in my mouth next. I mean, they need to get even attention.

“Big boy, huh?” I laugh, holding her hand as she lifts one leg into the bath and then slowly lowers herself into the water. She sighs at the nice feeling of the warm water on the muscles that are screaming at her.

“Don’t try to deny it. That thing is the weapon of mass orgasms. A warning label should be included,” she says, waving her hand in front of my cock that hasn’t completely deflated, mainly because she is still naked in front of me. But to be honest, I’m semi-hard whenever she is around me and opens her mouth.

“Seriously, where do you come up with these things? They think us Australians have weird-ass sayings.” Motioning for her to shuffle forward, I lower myself in behind her and pull her back against my chest.

My dick is already getting excited with her so close. Down, boy, she needs time to rest.

“I don’t know what you are talking about. They are just my Tori-isms. I’m sure Lou has sent half of them into the urban dictionary for inclusion.”

“Why doesn’t that surprise me,” I say, laughing at her. Thank goodness I got the super large bath, as my legs are still bent slightly trying to fit in.

Just lying here with the water slowly creeping up to the point that it is lapping at her nipples, I lean over and shut off the tap. If I can’t touch those breasts, I at least want to be able to see them.

Her hands now lying on my thighs and slowly rubbing up and down is not helping to keep my dick under control.

“We need to talk.” Her voice so sweet in broaching the hard things we have both been avoiding.

“Ugh, can’t we just stay in the moment?” I gripe, wrapping my arms just a little tighter around her waist. “Don’t ruin the peacefulness.”

“We can’t avoid this forever.” She turns her head up to look at me.

“I know, but let me take care of you first, then feed you. The hard words can come later.” I’m almost pleading with her on the inside. I’m not ready to be serious.

“And they will be the only things coming later. You and your filthy mouth have wrecked me.” Lifting herself and kissing my jaw, I can’t help but burst out laughing.

“Oh, Victoria, you have no idea what I have in store for you.”

“How can an old man have so much testosterone in him?” she says, baiting me for a reaction.

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