My power had always been too much for her. She was so soft and frail in my hands, and I adored that about her. Though I kissed her brutally, I treated her with excruciating tenderness.
I helped her lie down on her back, stretching out on the bed next me. I raised her arms and squeezed her wrists to keep her under my authority.
n her submission to me, she looked stunning. With wide blue eyes, she looked up at me, her breath coming in quick, short gasps. My grip on her wrists loosened, and her arms stayed over her head.
Both of my hands were wrapped around the satiny nightgown. All it took was one swift movement of my arms to tear the fragile fabric right down the center. My primal roar blended with the sound of terrible shredding. To be honest, I was becoming lost in her, high on the feeling of dominance I had over her.
Her astonished expression and exquisite physical response told me she was taken aback by my bold moves. She let out a cry and arched her back, forcing her bra-less breasts forward to implore me.
I shifted my whole weight so that I was resting on her hips, effectively pinning her down. As she strained to bring her nipples to my lips, she gasped and arched again.
I complied with her wishes, licking the compact buds before giving them a gentle suck. Her head slammed down on the pillow, but she didn’t try to keep me to her with her hands.
Then I jammed my thigh between her legs and she ground on me by rotating her hips. My jeans became soaked from her. She wanted this so badly that it made her frantic.
Unfortunately, I was unable to indulge my need to feel her smooth flesh on mine by disrobing. I suppose I may give in to that urge in the future. I needed to be inside of her right now more than I needed air.
I took a condom out of the drawer of Mathew’s bedside table. Emily looked at me with her eyes all aglow and pleading. I held in an expletive as I undid my trousers and underwear, unwrapped myself, and lined myself with her smooth entrance.
I put my weight on top of her, sinking her more into the bed. She wriggled down to brush against me like a cat in need. However, she did not lower her arms from their position over her head.
I brushed her hair off her face and said, “Such a nice child.”
She gasped, ” I beg you, Nicola. I’m counting on you. ”
As I pulled her head back to give her a merciless kiss, I dug my fingers into her hair, squeezing the luscious strands tighter. We both shoved into her at the same moment, and she screamed out into my lips.
Her internal walls shrank to accommodate my larger size after being empty for a month. As I fought to maintain composure, my lips tightened over hers. I remained quiet inside of her, giving her time to readjust. I should have given her a softer kiss, nudging her forward. However, I was unable to. I was on the verge of insanity due to my dire circumstances, and I couldn’t be as cautious with her as I usually was.
When she was with me, she started to loosen up a little. My tiny angel’s legs curled around my hips and her heels dug into my ass, and I gasped in horror.
I moaned into her and almost backed away from her before plowing back into her with enough force to shake her body. She followed me about, luring me in to the fullest extent. Instinct took control, and I hissed at her. With a sigh, she opened out to me and our tongues began to dance.
Although she made no attempt to free her hands, I coiled my fingers around them and pressed them against the cushion to keep them in place. I wanted to feel her struggling and crying under my strong, merciless grasp. The vibrations of her scream of ecstasy carried all the way to my lips as she let out an orgasmic yell.
Too much time had gone without her in my life, and while I didn’t want to say goodbye, I knew it was time. Her joy set off mine, and I lost it all in a yell, crashing into her without any tact as I rode the high of my own release. She had just finished having an orgasmic experience, and the aftershocks were making her pussy flit around me. She collapsed weary and satisfied under me.
When the last of my orgasmic sensations had worn off, I tore myself from his kiss and let out a vile sigh. I rolled off of her, but not before dragging her along so that she was strewn over my chest.
She leaned in close and said, “I missed you so badly.”
How empty my life had felt without her, how whole my heart was now that she was back in my arms; there were no words heavy enough to explain it.
Once again, I was able to catch her lips, and this time I kissed her slowly and deeply. I decided that if I couldn’t tell her how I felt, I would show her.
Emily Nicola passed out next to me. I tucked him in and rolled with him. I was still feeling the effects of the enormous orgasm he’d just given me, and I didn’t want to be apart from him. Yesterday night, he didn’t undress for our sex session. I hadn’t enjoyed his nude physique before because I really wanted him, but now I could care less.
When I saw him again, he was considerably more solid and hefty than I had recalled. Not knowing what a gangster did all day left me guessing, but I could assume it included more physical labor than tending bar. When I initially saw him, I thought he was huge and strong, but suddenly he seemed unnaturally chiseled. He flexed his abs against me as I ran my claws over them, a sensation I would never forget.
I went further, exploring by stroking my hand over his firm chest and down his corded arm to get a sense of his might. His flawless masculinity made my salivary glands work and my pussyfoot itch. As my body shrank to enclose his cock, he groaned.
‘You shouldn’t do that, angel,’ he cautioned.