“I’m not about to have sex with you like a teenager searching for an easy fix or a pussy deprived man. I’m about to make love to you because I’ve wanted for the day that I would hold you in my arms and now it’s happening, I’m going to savour it”
I relaxed and let him.
He saw the relent in me and kissed me softly, as if he knows I’ll never break but he wants to care for me anyway. Tears stinged my eyes and stained my cheeks.
“I love you” he whispered, brushing my tears away.
My words chocked in my throat, I wondered if he had stopped loving me one time.
I wondered if he didn’t even care to find me or if he had given up, now I’m happy to laugh in the face of the insecurity because love me to the grave, chase my soul with a shackle chain around both of our necks in the afterlife, find me in the next life and still keeping loving me then….. Rinse and repeat, till infinity. Until whenever consciousness decides to take a halt.
He pulled off his belt and spread my thighs, I didn’t even dare to blink. I watched him immediately and I held back a cry as his cock stretched my pussy. It was on fire screaming, this length is not normal, eject, eject!
I gasped and finally succumbed to the cry as he pushed himself into me, blood rushed down to my and the opposite directly.
“You’re so fucking tight” he groaned and brought his hand to my clit. He pressed the sensitive bud and I felt my nerves endings spark, they were confused because of mixture of pleasure from his fast touches on my clit and the pain of his cock breaking skin.
I felt so full and yet all of him wasn’t even nearly in yet. Another thrust and this time my pussy was lubricated enough that the friction of his large cock, plunging I to me was coated and slippery. My fingers dug into his shoulder, breaking his skin as I held on tight.
“You’re doing so great” he cooed before finally sinking into me until our pelvic bones touched. I relieved the burning sensation.
“No one has been here since me?” He asked feeling the tightness, there was worry and fear and happiness in his voice all at once.
“No, I made sure it never happened” I answered but it it’s stead I had to kiss Solis.
I knew it wouldn’t have been the case if he was a potent man not confined to a wheel chair. He would have raped me countless times, wouldn’t he?
“Baby, baby…”
I didn’t know I had zoned out and now I was almost panicking, thinking of what would have happened to me if Solis was crueler… If Ruiz had gotten his chance.
Christian rolled his hips and pleasure slapped me across my cheeks, I jerked awake every sexual cell in me reawakened.
I smiled at him and thrusted my hips, he moaned my name and started rocking his hips, back and forth.
The pleasure was driving me into oblivion.
“Christian” I pantes.
His hands flew to my hair and he cursed when his fingers didn’t grasp it as much as he would have loved it.
He always loved to roll it several times around his fist.
“Fuck!” He groaned in frustration but he was gentle about the way he thrusted. It was slow and rhythmic. My orgasm was building and yet all I could think about was love as he watched me through tear filled eyes. I could feel his love for me.
“I love you Jenna. If there was another way to tell you I fucking would, I’ll scream and shout if that’s what it takes for you to catch a glimpse of the gravity of my love”
My eyes blurred with tears as the orgasm wrecked my body, turning me into a mush. I cried out, and he drove me, he met his own orgasm on the way and he rode the both of us into the sunset, literally.
From behind him I could see the sun setting, and I felt at peace, as if I remembered a glimpse of heaven before I came here on earth.
“You’re my everything Christian”
“And you’re my everything, Jenna”
***
CHRISTIAN
I was addicted to her. Call me crazy but I couldn’t keep my hands away from her. Not even after Jeandre called me, asking me to deal with Elisa.
I wondered if it was right to ask Jenna to come. I personally, haven’t seen Elisa since December and I don’t know if I’ll be able t hold myself long enough to let Jenna talk to her.
“I just want to see her, one last time”
I nodded my head, nothing would make me spare her. Not even if Jenna begged me, not even if the divine being came down itself and pleased.
I’ll sent her to a place monsters feast on themselves for upkeep. She might thrive on her sins for a second but not longer.
Jenna gasped as I opened the basement door. She walked down the stairs, her eyes trained solely on Elisa.
Jeandre kept her alive till now and although she looked weak, she was far from dying. I would go extra length to bring her back to life even if it means wiping an entire country of people.
“Y-you didn’t tell me your fiance was Christian Alexander. She said it was a random dude”
“Julio” Jenna said softly, there was cold lethal anger in her voice, the kind that would make monsters have nightmares, I was so proud of her and I had to restrain myself from yelling that she’s the mother of my children.
“You should have told me. I would have sent you back” he said. What a shame.
His chin bobbed as he shook almost conclusively, he was only seeing me for the first time Nd he only just realized who kidnapped him and why he’s here.
There were two bolts driven on his palm into the chair, his blood had clotted outside the wounds and the skin around was darkening.
“Ah, you. Didn’t I tell you this was going to happen?” Jenna asked a middle aged woman.
She turned to me, surprise filled her eyes. A beautiful feral smile curled her lips upwards. My godsent, I couldn’t hold my gasp and Marvel at her beauty.
“How did you even find these guys? My prophecy is coming to pass my love”