Desire
Pairing: G x reader
The makeshift ashtray was almost full. He puffed away, tapping his cigarette into the heap in the ashtray. He stared out the window; his gaze fixed miles away through the snow that blanketed the city.
My gaze, however, was fixed on him.
There was no telling when I'd see him again. And the sight of him always quickened my pulse rate, heating me from the inside.
We sat together in the family room, the old metal radiators clanging. His powerful thighs sat apart. The live bulge between them emanated heat.
An invitation.
I wanted to strip him bare.
He threw his head back against the couch's cushion and blew out a plume of smoke. I longed to kiss his lips yet my mouth landed on his powerful neck. The vibration from his throaty sigh buzzed against my lips.
I loved his flavor.
The scent of cigarettes mingled with his testosterone. his fingers tickled the small of my back. He made me feel so safe in his masculine hands.
I wanted to take my time with him, but I ripped off his clothes instead. He had unbelievably smooth white skin I could feel just by staring at it.
My eyes traveled up his thighs to where he saluted me, thick and strong. I wanted to spread him out across my bed and please him for hours.
He wouldn't let me.
He was focused on my body and my pleasure. He licked me from all angles, joined with me in all positions. The snow swallowed my echoes.
He placed me on my back and I lay waiting for him with my thighs parted. When he entered me we dared each other to make it good.
I grabbed his ass and the feel of his muscles powering his thrusts made me wetter. His powerful body matched his strong personality. His voice penetrated my ears, demanding to know if I approved of his manhood…
His touch…
The way he savored me with his mouth and dived into me…
With his fingers.
He whispered in my ear that we'd never wait so long to lay together again. I clawed at the soft wool on his head and responded with deep kisses that made my pussy leave wet kisses on his manhood.
He displayed his dominion over me and pulled out just long enough to make me beg for it.
Again.
I didn't close my eyes and lose myself in the sensations, as I have with past lovers. When he pierced by body…
Again.
I spread my knees so I could watch his broad chest and abs.
He looked amazing, dancing deep inside me. So powerful holding up my legs, bending me in half so I leave footprints on the wall over my head.
He stretched my warm pussy with his thick manhood. I could feel his throbbing through every inch of my insides…
In my back…
In my toes.
I reached down to rub my clit. He let out an appreciative sound and slowed his stroke so he could enjoy the view. He was using his body to help recreate my moments of self-pleasure. His moans were deep, timed to the tugging from my pussy as he slid out to the head of his manhood.
My knees opened wider…
Pressure built up.
My pussy got tighter…
Pushing him out.
The feeling was unbelievable as he forced his way back into me through my contractions. I came around him and I could feel the early waves of his orgasm through his flesh. I put all my trust in him that he would pull out in time.
And he…
Decorated my face…
And breasts…
With his release.
His body jerked as the last of it oozed out of him. I sucked his juice out of his body until he stopped me. He remained on his knees rolling and stretching out his neck. His sculpted shoulders and arms slowly relaxed. He claimed his territory over me with his knees on either side of my hips.
This wasn't a dream.
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