My clit twitched as though waving at Klaus seeking his attention. We had already done it two times and he looked as if he was just getting started and my body hadn’t had enough yet. I could never get enough of this sex god.
Klaus looked like a lustful celestial being that intentionally descended from the celestial realm just to fuck me. His soft black hair slightly sticking to his forehead from all the sweating, he looked like a Greek god reincarnate.
My eyes wandered to the bite mark he left on his shoulder and my chest tightened hurting for him. It was incredibly helpful at
the time but looking at it now I regretted it.
Was he hurting?
He had taken to a high that made me feel as if I was free falling and I needed to hold to something so as to ground myself and since he was lying on me holding my head in his arms and his shoulder lying gently on me, I latched on it and bit hard and I felt the haze clearing and that was when I realised that I had bitten him harder than I intended and he didn’t even make a sound.
“Klaus, does it hurt?” I asked in a low voice which Klaus mistook me for being coquettish.
He had withdrawn from my pussy and was currently squeezing a little more lubricant on his hardness in preparation for the main event on my arse.
“No. It didn’t hurt at all,” he lied through his teeth and I could see the lie.
“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to bite that hard,” I apologised despite the fact that he said it didn’t hurt.
“I’m okay. You can always bite me if you ever need it. I am okay and for you, I can do more,” he said and I held his gaze and I could tell that he meant every word.
I was in love and this man has broken all the walls I had built around me in such a short time. I don’t know how he had done it and as I lay here naked and all vulnerable for him, I knew that I wasn’t coming back from this.
Klaus was done with applying lube to his dick and he was now poking that area with his finger and as usual, there was some resistance but I relaxed my body as I imagined the pleasure that was coming. I was so ready for him.
I felt as he added a second finger and started scissoring me with it and he touched that place that made anal fuck so much better.
At three fingers, I was already fucking him and I guess his dick got jealous because he withdrew the fingers at that moment when I groaned in pleasure and he directed his big cock there.
His cock was slowly swallowed by the tight hole making him grunt in contentment. I knew he wanted to see this beautiful scene of his dick being enveloped in that sacred place because he drew back his upper body abandoning my lips that he had been kissing savagely.
I felt his stiffness grow a few inches longer as he watched his arousal entering that irresistible place. He was so enchanted by what he saw that he thrusted his entire length inside making me cry out in pain. He had forgetten that this wasn’t the pussy and wasn’t made to fuck.
I couldn’t help it and I turned my head and bit the pillow that was lying next to me and pulled it to cover my face but Klaus confiscated the pillow and said, “don’t…. let me see you.”
I glared at him with a pained expression but he said, “you look titillating like this.” And I was so done with him but he made up for the mishap with the pleasure I had started to feel.
“Ah… baby. You taste so fuckin good,” he said before thrusting in with his hands pressing down my thighs that were hanging in the air in a position similar to the happy baby pose.
The pose might be named that because I was a happy baby right then.
An involuntary tear rolled down my cheek as I thought of all the shit I had been through and how this man had held my hand and helped me through it all. I didn’t know what I did to deserve Klaus and his devotion and I swore that if sex and care and love and understanding and devitin (again) and sex (again), were the things that would keep him by my side, then I was willing to do it.
I was willing to suck his dick and give him my pussy every night after feeding him like a baby and cleaning his body after that and then cuddling him to sleep.
“Don’t cry. It will feel good in a minute,” Klaus said, I guess thinking that I was crying because of the initial pain.
As the rhythm of his thrusts increase-
sed, pleasure started building up and I started helping him. He was clearly enjoying himself with his powerful waist swinging back and forth like he was drilling
a borehole.
Over and over again I was compelled with my mouth agape due to the intense fee-
ling. Some of my saliva seeped out from the corner of my slightly red lips but I didn’t care about my image then.
As he fucked me, he suddenly made a gentle thrust hitting something that had me making an involuntary high pitched squeak that had the two of us freeze for a second.
I was in high heaven and this was the reason why I loved sex. These highs were better than drugs.
I wanted to cover my mouth because of that embarrassing sound but my hands were bound so I could only press my lips
in a straight line and Klaus smiled and I avoided his eyes.
“Look at me” he ordered and somehow, I couldn’t not look at him because that voice had magic and it called to my soul.
Klaus’s pupils constricted further as a sly smile appeared on his face and he looked so damn sexy while he ravaged me like that.
He leaned down and sucked hard on my neck leaving a red hickey (I was sure he had made one because he always did at that spot) then kissed me down to my
collarbone then my nipple.
He licked the plumb nipple that was sticking out like a ripe cherry making me shudder with a muffled groan.
Goodness! This man was taking me to heights I had never been.
And to think that I prided myself as a sex addict. Klaus made me look like a kindergartner in this regard.