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"Stop fucking running away from me if you don't want me to tie you to my bed."
I shivered when his words registered inside me. My heart started to beat fast at the proximity between our faces. I gulped, looking at the determined look on his face. I know he will do it. His hands rested firmly on my tights. He slowly moved his face forward, making my heart beat even faster. Our noses touched each other. We were now breathing the same air. His face moved forward and then back, as if fighting with himself. I closed my eyes, feeling the rising tension in the air. His hands ride up, making my skin tingle and my breath deepen. My chest rose and fell as I took a deep breath. My skin was burning when he touched me.
"What are you doing?" I stuttered timidly under his touch. My eyes remained closed. He took a deep breath before answering me.
"Things I wanted to do to you very badly," he breathed out huskily, making my breath hitch. He stated straightforwardly what intention he had for coming so close to me. He was no longer hiding his wants in front of me. He never did. He was always so precise when he wanted me. My heart drummed fast when I remembered the countless sleepless nights we spent under the sheets. Bodies drenched in sweat and each other's scent tangled with each other after intense, rough lovemaking. I would be lying if I said I never missed it in the past four years. I was deeply hurt by his actions, but the body has its needs. He had made me a woman, and I craved him. He had made me so used to him that my body ached with needs when I thought about him. I wanted to end my misery so badly.
So I had made sure to bury those memories deep down inside me, but today I couldn't help but dig them back up and let them play in front of my closed eyes. My body started to feel hot. I swallowed hard the big lump when I felt his warm breath fanning over my lips. He was once again slipping inside me through every crack and nook he could see. He was once again disintegrating the wall I had built around me. I felt his lips hovering above me, making mine tremble slightly. I was feeling the same way as him. It made me scared. Before I could move my face a bit away, he crashed his full, warm lips over mine. And just like that, I felt a burst of energy slip into me. His hands rode up even more, pushing my towel up until they settled on my bare waist while he kissed me fervently. My lips trembled for a few seconds, not responding to him, but the wall collapsed, and I kissed him back. He sucked on my lower lips and bit on them while his callus hands moulded my body into his favourite shape.
"Aaa," I moaned when he pinched my right nipple with his forefinger and thumb. My eyes rolled back a bit, and my mouth opened to express the pain mixed with pleasure that surged inside me. He sucked hard on my tongue and pinched my other nipple too. My core clenched with need at his torture.
"Fuck," Skyler moaned loudly in my mouth while letting go of my aching nipples. His hands moved fast and pushed my towel down, making it pool at my waist. I looked at him with hooded eyes. My breasts were not the same anymore; they were now big, and I felt a little insecure about them. My body had changed after giving birth to our son. It didn't have the same perfect curves as the last time he had seen it. And on top of that, they were a little heavy with milk. It made my face turn red.
My attention was drawn away from insecurities when I saw him getting stuck on his breath. I didn't miss how his eyes darkened when little milk droplets dripped out of my aching nipples. His hooded forest eyes flicked to mine for a second, then went back to my breast as if he had discovered a hidden treasure. He bit his lower lips sensually, looking at it, making me curl my fingers. He spread it all over my hard nub. My face turned ten times hotter when he groped my left breast, and more of it dripped out of it. He moved very slowly towards my latching left breast, his eyes still connected to mine. He was looking at me as if asking for permission. I nodded my head without even realising it, and it was enough for him to cover my latching nipple with his warm mouth. As sweet pain ran all over my body when he sucked hard and twirled his tongue over it, I closed my eyes at the feeling of pleasure that started to evoke in me. My left hand shot up and moved in his direction while the other kept gripping the edge of the wall table tightly. His rough yet warm fingers moved downward. Tracing a line until they slipped inside a pool of towels around my waist.
"Skyler," I gasped, moaning his name loudly when his fingertip brushed the bundle of my sensitive nerve down there. He rubbed his thumb all over my slit while still sucking on my nipple. It made me bite my lower lip hard. Euphoria is what I felt when his fingers slipped inside me, and it has just now started. My grip tightens on his hair. His tongue swirled over my hard nub, soothing the pain of a bite. He was making me go insane.
"Fuck you so tight," he whispered in his dark voice when my walls clenched on his single finger. It's been four years since I let anyone touch me. He started to move his finger as he latched on to my right breast. He added a digit more, making my breath hitch and my toes curl.
"Fuck!" I couldn't help but moan loudly while pushing my breast more into his mouth. My hold tightened on him. He kept fingering me hard until I came undone on his fingers. My eyes rolled back when my orgasm hit me. He kept pumping his fingers till the end. He slowly removed them and spread my wetness all over my aching core.
"I can't wait anymore. I want to eat you until your legs are shaking and you can't walk properly," he said darkly, looking straight into my eyes. My throat went dry, and my body shivered after listening to his declaration. He pushed away the towel, exposing my wet, glinting core to his forest-green eyes. He pushed my legs until they were raised to the level of the table. He moved his face forward, taking deep breaths in my arousal. My hands grabbed the edge of the table for support.
"Aaa Skyler!" I moaned his name loudly when his tongue gave a firm lick to my aching slit. My hands let go of the edge of the table and moved into his hair on their own. He started tongue-fucking me before I could even recover from my first orgasm. He sucked and licked hard until I came on his tongue.
"Sweet as I remember," he said in his deep, husky voice, shaking me as he gave a firm, hard lick. His words ignited a fire inside me. I let my head fall back. He now added a finger again while still eating me. He wouldn't let me recover from my orgasm. He stayed true to his words, making my legs tremble and shake with each stroke of his tongue. A lazy, pleased smile graced the corner of my lips, and my eyes rolled back in pleasure once again.
He was making me feel alive again.
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