Chapter Ninety-One – Mine!
My goal is to help her forget everything that happened. I lift one of her legs and rest it on my shoulder. My lips glide along the inside of her thigh. Myssa lets out a whimper as her skin warms under my kiss. I can smell her arousal. Her back arches from the shower wall as my tongue explores her folds. I reach her at last. I circle it, her clit, causing her to cry out. "Fuck, you," she cries, "so good!"
I swirl my tongue quickly, then her fingers entwine in my hair. Her entire body arches into me. Even her body knows it belongs to me. With a smirk, I pull back, and she whines in protest. I chuckle and glance up; she is glaring down at me. She asks, through ragged breaths,
I stand up, pushing her against the wall and pressing my body against hers. “As much as I love the tone of your complaints, what I really want to do is bury my cock deep inside you,” I growl, kissing her roughly. I motion for her to turn around. “Don’t play with me, angel, not after what’s been going on recently,” I tilt her head and bite her lip. “Or what?”
Oh, so she wants to push my buttons. A mischievous gleam flickers in her daring eyes. I turn her around, pressing her against the wall. She moans deeply, aroused. I take my place behind her, slip one hand around to the front, and play with her throat, applying gentle pressure. I know her limits, and I would never hurt her. I meet my lips to hers. “You are alone for punishment, aren’t you?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” she breathes out. I use my free hand and slap her hard. “Yes, you do,” The spirals, her head falling forward. I lift one of her legs around my waist and thrust into her, hard and rough. She cries out, tightening around my cock. Alessa places her hands on the wall to steady herself. I ram my cock into her. Every thrust is deeper and harder than the previous one. “Mule,” (that’s what I’m going to call her.) “Don’t forget it.” I growl, wrapping my fingers in her hair and yanking it. Her entire body shudders, and her pussy clenches around me. “Yes, only yours.”
I drag my cock out of her and bring her around to face me. I don’t give her a chance to speak. I claim her lips with mine, lift her from the ground, and she wraps herself around me.
“B-but,” she stammers desperately, “you learn to behave! My, please, don't make me wait!” I tease her, dangling my fingers near her nipples but making sure she doesn't get them. I continue playing with her nipples.
That promise… I taunt her with another second of brutal force, enough to leave a mark. Home. I like it.
“God yes, fuck me. Give it to me?” she whimpers, working her hips to meet mine. Her nails scrape down my back, deepening the…
“You love my cock, don’t you, Linen? You love how it fills you up and how good it makes you feel. You are addicted, aren’t you?” I groan between every thrust.
“Yes. I love your cock. No man has ever made me feel as good as yours,” she pants, arching from the wall.
“And no other one ever will. I will make sure I ruin you for any other men,” I hiss, pushing harder. “You already…”
It is all part of my plan. I always leave a lasting mark. She is close. I can tell by the change in her breathing, the way her body is reacting, and her pussy throbbing around me.
“Come for me, now,” I command and slap her thigh.
Her body responds with an intense orgasm, and her warmth surrounds my aching cock. She buries her face in my neck as she shakes. I aim for my end.
“Come for me. Wya…” she purrs into my ear, axing below it and down my neck.
“I am close, baby girl,” I breathe out. One to three more deep, quick strokes, and my cock swells. I use her hair to pull her face to the front of me, kissing her passionately, cursing and growling her name as I empty into her. My orgasms with her are always powerful and hit every inch of my body. I’ve never experienced anything like it, no matter how many women I’ve fucked over the years. Nothing has ever compared to sex with Alyssa.
“Damn, kinen, fucking you is always incredible.”
“Yes, it is.” She…
I gently set her back on her feet. I kiss her softly and reach for a cloth to wash her. She closes her eyes and sighs gently, a sigh of contentment. I smile and make sure I clean every inch of her body.
“Does your hair need washing?”
“Yes, but I can do that.” She smiles.
I raise my brow at her. “You should know how it works by now.”
I grab the shampoo and wash her hair. Once I am finished with her, I take care of myself before we hands on her hips, walking her back towards the bedroom. I slip a towel around her and do the same for myself. I rest my…
“I hope you don’t have any plans today because if you do, cancel them. You are mine for the day,” I insist.
She whispers. I don't have any plans for us, but I will make some. I want her to myself for the day. She won’t be leaving my side again. I hated fighting with her, even though it was my fault, but I'm not going to dwell on it.