I'm so sorry for the late update. It's crazy that it's been almost two weeks since my last update. Thanking Jen7 for the review I received today that reminded me to hurry up and post a new chapter.
My reason for the delayed update is I've been busy packing lately.
Just to let my lovely readers know that I'll be going overseas for a study abroad exchange program in less than two weeks, thus updates might be a bit irregular and less frequent from now on (heaps to do before my departure). But I'll try to update at least once a week or if I'm lucky twice ;) I promise to update as soon as I can once I settle down as well. Please bear with me!
As compensation for the long wait, here's a extra lengthy smut filled chapter (almost twice the length of my usual chapters). Giving all of you lovely readers more happy Klaroline moments before it gets messy ;)
SMUT WARNING!
Chapter 13: Lover's Paradise
"Nik, you need to loosen up a bit man! Where's the wild player I used to idolize? Marriage has made you a wimp," Kol snickered taking a seat at the bar.
"Bite your tongue," Klaus scowled at his younger brother. Why was he here again? Kol had just landed in the States and is already creating havoc in his life. His annoying little brother insisted on having a guy's night where they had ended up in some nightclub.
"Stop being so moody, lighten up big bro. Look at all the tasty little things here," he gestured towards the crowd of girls.
"Get it through the thick skull of yours, I'm married."
"Well, that never stopped you before," he countered, referring to his numerous affairs with married women. "Come on, don't be a killjoy. Enjoy yourself. You're acting like a lovesick puppy. I thought getting laid all the time would have lighten up your mood," Kol mocked looking around the crowd.
"Can you think of something else besides sex?" Klaus looked at him condescendingly.
"Okay, Mr. Grumpy. Where's sweet Caroline?" Kol asked changing the subject.
"She's at some sort of cast dinner or something," he huffed annoyed.
"What's with the attitude?"
"It's just ever since we got back from London, I've barely seen her. She's been busy filming this new mini series. She's been working during the night, and then sleeping during the day. It's frustrating as I barely get to see her nowadays. It's like we're leading two separate lives," he stated upset.
"I see, so the reason why you've been so on edge is because you're not getting laid. You're sexually frustrated," Kol wiggled his eyebrows mockingly.
Klaus hit him hard on the back of his younger brother's head, "Behave, Kol," he stated lowly.
"Seriously, you need to get laid. You've gone all caveman again, getting all violent on me," Kol replied rubbing the back of his head. "I'm sure you're just exaggerating," Kol replied dismissively. "You always tend to overthink stuff."
"Why do I even bother talking to you?" he grimaced knowing that his brother was unfortunately right. It wasn't Caroline's fault that she had a demanding and irregular work schedule.
"If London was any indication, I'm surprised the both of you have managed to keep your hands off each other for the past fortnight," Kol chuckled thinking back on his little walk-in.
Klaus smacked Kol across the head once more," Don't you dare to even think about it," he growled.
"Ouch, what's with the violence again?" Kol cried out.
"Stop having dirty thoughts about Caroline. One more inappropriate thought of my wife and I swear to you, you'll regret it," he said taking a swig of his scotch.
"Okay, Mr. Grumpy, I have my boundaries. Geez. I wouldn't do that to you or to Caroline," Kol said defensively leaving Klaus to sulk alone.
Klaus took another large mouthful of this drink. He hadn't meant to take his anger and frustrations all out on Kol. He was upset at Caroline for cancelling on him. Caroline finally had a night off tonight and he had already planned a nice quiet romantic dinner for them, but she had cancelled at the last minute. He sighed, all he wanted was spend some time alone with her and she couldn't even give him that. He had missed her a lot lately.
"Why are you wearing that?" he asked, looking at her fancy sexy apparel. Caroline was wearing a sexy black, strapless satiny number that clung to her figure in all the right places, accentuating her already voluptuous curves and tight enough to delineate every nuance of her naturally sexy body. Moreover, the dress was so short it barely covered the top of her thighs. She looked ravishing. Klaus averted his gaze, inhaling a breath, to calm the sudden raging lust to ravish her right there. He could feel himself hardened at the sight of her skimpy dress. All he wanted to do was rip off that sexy black dress and ravage her silly for hours on end.
"Hey, sorry, something came up. One of the major investors is throwing a cast dinner to celebrate the conclusion of the production. All the main cast members are attending," she said apologetically, finishing up her makeup.
"Caroline, but I've already made plans for us. Can't you ditch it? It feels like forever since I last had a proper conversation with you."
"I'm sorry, but I'm obligated to attend this dinner, everyone is going to be there. We can have dinner another time," she responded, giving him a swift kiss.
"Are my plans with you not important enough, that you can just cancel when you feel like it?" he asked growing frustrated with her. "I've barely spoken to you for the past fortnight."
"It's not like that," she replied looking at him.
"Then please explain to me why can't you just ditch the dinner and stay with me? Am I not as important to you?" he yelled at her. Klaus had never meant to shout at her but he was frustrated with the situation they were in. He was making an effort to spend more time with her, the least she could do was the same.
"Klaus, please let's not do this now. I'm already running late," she said giving him a final pleading look.
"Fine, whatever," he slammed the bedroom door, storming out. Klaus had never been in a committed relationship before; he never felt the need to before Caroline. He had no idea what to do. He wanted them to work. He understood that she led a demanding lifestyle and that she was a public figure, but all he wanted was to spend some time with her. Was that too much to ask?
Here he was at the bar drinking away his frustrations with his little brother. Kol had called him after he stormed out of his apartment. What was there to lose, it wasn't if he had anything better to do tonight anyways, since Caroline had ditched him. Downing his fourth class of scotch quickly, he ordered another round, determined to get himself wasted.
"Come on, Nik. Stop sulking," Kol came back to take his seat beside his brother.
"Had your fair share of women already?" he sneered.
"Of course not. I'm just getting started," he smirked. "The ladies absolutely adore me," he joked before turning serious. "Just thought to check up on you."
"Kol Mikaelson taking time out to check up on his brother and here I thought you only cared for yourself," Klaus snorted.
"Don't need to be mean, Nik. I wasn't the one that ditched you."
"DON'T," he warned.
Kol decided to let his brother be. He took another swig of his whiskey, eyeing the crowd for his next target. His eyes stopped at the middle of the dance floor where a familiar fall of golden blonde hair was dancing in the middle of the crowd. "Hey Nik, isn't that Caroline there?" he nudged his older brother.
Klaus looked at his younger brother disapprovingly. Only his dimwit brother would think bringing Caroline up would humor him. "Don't be ridiculous," he ignored him. Why the hell would Caroline be here?
"Seriously, Nik. I'm not joking," he said seriously. Kol looked at the dancing blonde intently, it was no doubt Caroline dancing in a very tight revealing outfit.
"Kol, I'm sick of your stupid ideas…." He stopped halfway as there standing in the middle of the dance floor was indeed Caroline. Kol wasn't lying. What the hell was she doing at a nightclub? Wasn't she supposed to be at a crew dinner? His blood boiled at the sight in front of him. His wife was dancing in close proximity with another man. On top of that, the filthy scumbag had the audacity to wrap his arms around her hips. On his wife!
"I thought you said she was at a cast dinner or something," Kol asked turning to look at his brother, but was only met with an empty seat.
Klaus stormed towards her the moment he saw his Caroline laughing and dancing with a familiar looking guy. He didn't bother recalling why the guy looked familiar as at that moment Klaus only saw green as rage and pure raw jealousy consumed him. He felt hurt and betrayed. How could she?
"Caroline," he growled lowly, cutting in.
"Klaus?" she looked at him surprised.
Klaus didn't respond, he forcefully shoved the guy aside and grabbed her wrist roughly, dragging her outside, away from the nightclub. "Klaus, what are you doing?" she stumbled in confusion as he dragged her a short distance away from the club. "Klaus, you're hurting me," she struggled slightly, pulling at her captured wrist.
He ignored her pleas but softened his grip on her. He dragged her to an alleyway, certain that no one had followed them before he turned around to face her. "How could you? You lied to me," he seethed releasing his grip on her.
"Klaus," she said softly. "What are you doing here?" she continued once he seemed a bit calmer.
"I could ask you the exact same question? Why aren't you at the crew dinner? Was it all a lie? Why did you end up in a club with a guy? And why was his hands all over you?" He asked furiously, his eyes flashing with anger.
She stepped forward and reached out for his hand. She clasped it in both of hers, he flinched, but she didn't remove her hand. "I did go to the crew dinner. As the night was still young, we agreed to go for another round, which was the reason why we ended up here, in the club. The guy you saw me with is the main investor of the production. He was the one that organized the dinner and all," she explained to him. "Why would you think otherwise? I love you Klaus, you. I would never lie to you."
He pulled her against him aggressively, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply as he felt her breasts flushed against his chest, needing to feel her. Caroline had never lied to him so why did he doubt her? He knew that his accusation was entirely uncalled. Caroline had never given him a reason to doubt her, it was him who was being overly insecure. She submitted for a brief moment and then attempted to pull away. He tightened his hold on her.
"Don't move," he sighed breathing her scent. "It's been two agonizing weeks since I last held you. I missed you, sweetheart," he murmured. He buried his face in her hair, "I love you, sweetheart. I missed waking up to see you beside me. I missed holding you till we both fall asleep." She relaxed as he held her closer. Klaus laced his hands through her hair. He brushed a soft kiss along her temple, cheek, and jaw, then sought her trembling mouth. Her taste was like a drug and he felt himself getting addicted to it as his controls were pushed to the limit, wanting nothing more than take her right there. Klaus couldn't believe that he survived two torturous weeks without touching her.
He lapped up every sound she made while glorying in the feel of her kissing him back. He deepened the kiss mating his mouth with hers as he tried to satisfy what seemed to be an endless hunger. Klaus couldn't remember how long they kissed. The kiss unleashed his desire, unleashed the pent- up emotions he had been battling for the past two weeks. He should have stopped there, but instead he slipped his hand between her thighs, against her warm skin, and a gasp slipped from her lips. He slid his hand upward. He could feel her trembling, see her breath coming faster. Then his fingers brushed the crotch of her panties and she moaned. She squeezed her thighs together, as if to hold him there.
He had every intention of sliding his fingers under the lacy fabric and ravish her right there, but he heard voices, and the sound of people approaching from the path that wound around the alleyway. He pried his hand from between her thighs and broke away breathing ragged, just as two women walked past.
"Let's go home," Klaus's voice was hoarse and raspy in his throat, and Caroline quivered at the sound. The intense passion in his crystal blue eyes nearly consumed her.
He spun her around, attacking her lips hungrily and possessively once they were in the safe confinement of his private elevator. He trapped her body between his and the elevator wall, kissing her greedily as his hands moved everywhere, caressing the curves and planes of her luscious body. He tightened his arms around her as his mouth greedily devoured hers and his chest expanded with the solid feel of her breasts pressing against it. His tongue again made a claim on her mouth. He deepened the kiss and a hoarse sound of pleasure erupted from his throat.
Caroline returned the kiss with fervent passion. She couldn't remember how she survived this long without touching him. She could feel herself burning with desire as he devoured her lips. "Klaus," she moaned, as the elevator door opened to his suite.
They continued kissing while kicking their footwear off. "Bedroom," she rasped, not recognizing the sound of her own voice.
Not needing to be told twice, Klaus whisked her off her feet and carried her in his arms into their bedroom.
He placed her gently on the bed," Caroline sweetheart, you won't be able to walk, once I'm done with you," he smirked. Caroline swallowed at his promise, she felt turned on by how her named sounded through that irresistible accent.
Klaus nipped at her neck with his teeth and laid a trail of kisses to her mouth. He trailed open- mouth kisses along her jaw line and down her neck. Caroline titled her head to give him all the access he needed. When he found the delicate spot near her pulse point, he sucked gently until he made his mark. "Klaus," a small sighed escaped her lips.
Klaus's mouth found its way back to hers and his tongue continued to plunder inside, devouring and savoring her intoxicating sweet taste. He couldn't stand it any longer; he needed to feel her naked skin. He quickly unzipped the back of her dress, pulling it down to her waist. Slowly he touched his lips from one corner of her mouth to the other, then traced a lazy trail down her neck to her collar bone. He ran a finger over the gently rising swells above her bra, "You're absolutely beautiful," they both sighed as his palm cupped her full, heaving breasts, sending desire pounding through both of them.
He let his hands roam, shameless and hungry for the touch of her after two torturous weeks of restraint. He slid his hands to her hips, to enjoy the lush curves draped in seductive satin. Breathing ragged, he placed another hot demanding kiss to her mouth.
Caroline pushed herself against him, breasts crushing against his chest, her hands tangling under his Henley. "Your clothes are in the way," she gasped, when they broke for air. She yanked his Henley off him, throwing it aside. She ran a cool finger along his chest between his abs, admiring his taut muscles.
Arousal snapped inside him. He lifted a stray lock of blonde hair, tugging it behind her ear. Pushing the hair aside, her kissed her shoulder and neck, inhaling the rich scent of her and burying his face in her hair. "Caroline, you drive me crazy."
Half blinded with desire, Klaus helped Caroline out of her tight shimmering dress until she lay sprawled on the bed, a vision of lush skin and delicate tiny black lace lingerie she had on underneath. Caroline was stunning even in her barely there black lace bra and panties. The color of the lingerie brought out her very creamy milky skin. He loved the fact the she seemed to only wear lace lingerie. Color didn't matter but he had an affinity for lace.
Caroline watched Klaus's blue eyes darken with desire at the sight of her sexy and provocative lingerie. Her hair tumbled about her face in gorgeous disarray. She was a goddess. A goddess with such breathtaking beauty that no words could ever describe. She was his goddess. He gazed into her blue green eyes intently, "I'm the luckiest man alive, to have the woman of my dreams right here in my arms."
She blushed slightly at his compliment. Klaus always made her feel one of her kind with his charming compliments. The look in his eyes was so full of love it nearly melted her.
He tugged her bra straps down one at a time, and then he unclasped the back expertly and let her firm breasts spill out for his hands. They both sighed as he molded her with his hands and mouth.
She was every man's dream when she arched and writhed under him. She was so responsive, as he trailed his hands over her, molding, fondling and caressing her pert, perfect breasts. Leaning toward her, his tongue traced a path down her neck to her breasts, where it stopped and drew a hard, budding nipple into his mouth and feasted, licking, sucking. "Oh…mmmmm," she whimpered as he nibbled at her nipple and then soothed it with his tongue. He then began to lick and suck at the frail, soft skin surrounding the nipple, taking the flesh in his mouth. Her skin tasted honey sweet, like nectar against his tongue. He could have sucked at her skin all day. He switched breasts and he continued to lick, nibble and swirl his tongue around the taut peak of her other nipple. He nibbled and licked and sucked on her breast like it was dinnertime and she was the main course.
"Oh yes, Klaus," he felt her tremble again and heard the purring sound that came from deep within her throat. Klaus took his hand and ran it across the flat of her stomach, moving lower until he found the moist heat of her. He stroked his thumb along the warm center of her panties, pleased that they were soaking wet. He nuzzled beneath the outer edge of her tiny panties and blew gently against her moist heat.
Caroline shivered and groaned as Klaus kissed his way down her thigh then nipped. "Klaus, please," Caroline cried out as moisture continued to flow from her core, soaking her already dripping wet panties.
"Sweetheart," Klaus growled as he ripped the thin material of her tiny soaked panties and tossed them aside. He licked his lips at the sight of her delectable pink flesh glistening between her thighs. As soon as he sank his face into her moist center and soaked in her enticing aroma, he knew he was lost.
Breathing heavily, he spread her legs wider and gave himself up to the feast waiting for him. He attacked her glistening flesh in a hurry, swirling his tongue around her clit. Klaus feasted hungrily on her pussy, his teeth raking the sensitive flesh, his tongue sucking her. Such a mouth- watering taste, sweet like peaches or honey. Such slick, satiny skin, wet with her essence. And her clit, a swollen bundle of nerves that heated beneath the lap of his tongue.
"God, Klaus," Caroline moaned, the rough texture of his stubble added a new level of arousal to the oral experience.
"Delicious," he rasped sucking her rapturously. Klaus parted her succulent pink folds and lapped at her spread thighs, tongue slipping inside, smoothing over the nub of her clit again and again. She moaned and groaned enticingly while he savored her taste, her smell, her feel. Sucking on her clit, he stabbed his tongue around it, sucking hard, nibbling, probing, sucking harder. His tongue went deeper, the juices flowed, he licked and bit, lifting her hips up to his mouth as if she were a goblet filled with the rarest wine, just for him. She writhed about in total abandon.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" she shrieked, every syllable music to his ears. She cried out as the pleasure hit her, her creamy juices filling his mouth.
"Mmmm," he groaned as she came, lapping her sweet honey juices while she shuddered and squirmed. He drank all of her essence, not leaving a tiny drop, allowing it to trickle down his throat only after he had savored its coating on all his taste buds, unrivaled even by the finest wine. "I could feast on you all day."
She looked down at his bent head, her breath coming in fast, shallow pants. Klaus was still lapping up her remaining flowing juices, stabbing his tongue into her aching pussy. As the tremors started to subside, he flicked his thumb over her clit and eased a finger into her warm walls. Her warm folds enclosed it in a tight embrace. He pushed it a bit further, while he captured and sucked her nipples.
"Mine," he purred against her skin, as he plunged another finger inside her pussy, twisting his wrist back and forth as he worked his fingers in and out. The hot muscles of her pussy clenched around him snugly. Lust curled deep and hard in his belly and he nipped her clit with his teeth. God, she was so responsive.
"K..Klaus,"Caroline bucked beneath him whimpering at his mind- numbing maneuvers. Klaus drew his wicked tongue up her wet slit, humming in appreciation before stiffening his tongue and thrusting it deep inside again, over and over, until she was rocking up against his mouth and whimpering incoherently.
"Come for me, Caroline. I want to lap up every last drop of your sweet nectar," he crooned against her, flicking his tongue against her clit. Plunging his face between her folds, he lapped at her sweet nectar. He couldn't control his desires. He nipped and licked, sucked and lapped until he feasted his momentary fill upon her resplendent rush of juices. When he felt she was on the brink, he ran his tongue up her slit, clasped her hidden bud between his teeth and shoved two fingers knuckle- deep within her sheath. He wanted this. Needed this. She was his and he had to claim her.
"Nik," he listened to her scream as she tightened around his fingers and wailed. The silken walls of her sweet womanhood clenched down, spasmodically, rhythmically, and as he pushed inside a second, then a third time, she started to come, rocking up against his hand and mouth. "Oh God, Nik," she screamed again and dug her fingers into his shoulders as she came a second time in mere minutes.
Hot succulent fluids poured from her and covered his mouth. His senses were overwhelmed by the smell of her sex and the taste of her orgasm.
Klaus had wanted to prolong the sensation for her, but once he tasted her orgasm again, he was drunk from the taste of her. He felt his manhood twitch and leak from the feast he was being treated with. He couldn't wait to bury himself inside her until they both couldn't take it any more. He wanted to feel himself sheathed with her wet, hot pussy. Face dripping, he burned a trail of wanton kisses up the sensitive skin of her abdomen, stopping only to suckle each breast until the nipples were swollen and red.
"Klaus, please, I need you," she reached for his belt buckle and undid his pants. With his help, she swiftly stripped her off of his boxers, leaving them both gloriously naked. Caroline's eyes darkened with sexual need as his erection sprang free, huge and rock solid.
"Caroline," he panted on heated breath as he felt her fingers worked magic stroking his pulsing manhood. He sucked and tasted the tender spot at the curve of her neck with lingering licks, then hovered within inches of her mouth while she stroked and caressed him.
Klaus couldn't wait any longer. He settled himself between her legs, the rigid tip of his manhood slipping easily into the slick entrance of her nether lips. Grasping her hips firmly, he entered her in a long slow glide, inch by inch, the walls of her tight channel stretching for him, not stopping until he was fully embedded to the hilt. Oh Jesus. She was so wet and tight, her slick flesh like liquid flame wrapping itself around him.
"Klaus," she screamed at the abrupt pressure of his penetration deep within her body that pushed her womb as he stretched and filled her to the hilt.
"Caroline," Klaus groaned hoarsely as he was careful to let her adjust to his width and size. "You're perfect," he sighed as he felt her tight walls capturing his entire member.
"Ah," she pushed out a long breath as he buried himself inside her. No man had ever filled her so completely, so perfectly. Her muscles clenched around him greedily, as if she could hold him inside for all eternity.
Slowly, Klaus pulled back out of Caroline's warm heat, until only the tip of him was lodged inside. "Klaus," she whimpered, bucking her hips at the lost of friction. Klaus's lips fused with hers as he pushed back in as far as he could go.
Her flesh was slick and wet but her inner walls griped him tightly, and made him feel every bit of the incredible friction as he slowly stroked in and out. He continually plunged deep within her folds, and then pulled out holding the head of his shaft brushing against the hungry entrance of her need. Caroline's breathy cries broke over him with every thrust, urging him on.
"Fuck Caroline, you're still so tight, so wet and so warm. Your pussy fits me like a custom made velvet glove" he groaned out, slipping one hand between her nether lips to rub her tautly budded clit. The feel of her warm soft folds holding him captive was driving him over the edge.
"Faster," she moaned as her inner walls clenched around him. He lost it the moment he heard her desperate pleas and saw the raw hunger in her eyes.
Drawing back, Klaus began rhythmically thrusting into her over and over, feeling her clamp around him tighter with each movement. Every thrust was harder and deeper, burying deep inside her sheath, then withdrawing his length, before plunging back in, fierce thrust after thrust after trust. Her inner walls convulsed in quicker successions the faster he moved.
Caroline matched his rhythm stroke for stroke, hips thrusting, inner walls tightening around his erection like a hot fist. She wrapped her legs around him, heels digging into the base of his spine as she pulled him closer to her, deeper to her.
She was tight but her body molded to him perfectly. As if they were made for each other. "I love you," he murmured, barely getting the words out.
As soon as he said it, her back arched and she grasped the velvet sheets beneath her in a death grip. The way her inner walls convulsed tighter and tighter around him told him that she was close to climaxing again. One of his hands palmed one of her breasts while the other circled the hard and swollen nub of her clit.
Klaus could sense that Caroline was falling apart around him as he tweaked her already hard nipple. He was fascinated by how she clenched harder around him each time he teased her breast and flick her sensitive nub.
"Klaus," she erupted with a scream once her climax hit her. Her inner walls contracted and clenched around his member, coating him with her molten hot juices.
Klaus never slowed his pace, pounding into her as the walls of her pussy clenched around him in rhythmic waves and her toes curled with the force of her pleasure- which only served to prolong her climax.
She bit his shoulder, and he hardened further inside her.
He paused only long enough to push her legs upward to drape them over his shoulders before he drove inside her again.
"Oh God," Caroline gasped as his thick length filled her, this angle making it feel like he penetrated all the way to her soul. Her head fell back on her shoulders as the new angle made the head of his member move against her sweet spot.
He grabbed her hips, tilting her and deepening the angle even further. He relentlessly pounded into her G- spot and simultaneously reached down to thumb her clit. Two more deep thrusts, and another climax slammed into her and then another, as if they were in a constant wave. "Klaus," she screamed out in ecstasy, quivering beneath him as another mind-blowing orgasm ripped through her.
Hearing her screaming out his name seemed to trigger his release and he surged into her. "Caroline," he growled deep in his throat as he let loose his release with a final deep thrust on the tails of rhythmic clamping undulating across his member from her climax. And with every wave of her orgasm, he came again.
"My God, that was amazing," he panted hardly catching his breath from their intense lovemaking. "You're amazing," he kissed her cheek.
"Mmmm, I love you," she murmured, her body limp and pliant from her multiple orgasms.
Spent, they both lay quietly, breathing hard, trying to catch their breaths. "You're mine," she heard him groan as she felt his manhood thickened and pulsed inside her again. At the rate they were going, Caroline knew that she would surely have trouble walking like he promised.
Klaus woke to the steady beat of Caroline's heart against his chest. He lay perfectly still watching her and listening to her soft breathing for the longest time. His eyes closed remembering last night- all the passionate lovemaking. He was blissfully satisfied to feel himself still inside her warm soft tight walls. She truly was amazingly breathtaking. He couldn't begin to describe how incredible last night was. They made love passionately with abandon. They made love again and again which went on continuously for hours. Both had surely climaxed close to a dozen times before surrendering to a blissful sleep. Upon exhausting each other, they fell asleep entwined, with him still inside her.
"Mmmm," Caroline mumbled groggily shifting against him, causing his manhood to twitch inside her. Again his member stirred, ready to take her. "Good morning," she murmured into his chest.
Leaning over her, Klaus pulled himself from her warm sheath and showered her with kisses on her forehead and her lips, and then he teased down the sheet and kissed both her breasts. Pulling the sheet to her knees, he kissed her lower stomach. "Good morning, sweetheart," he said in a husky tone.
Klaus admired her body once again. There were evidence of his possessiveness everywhere with love bites and red marks all over her milky skin. Her nipples were red as berries from being suckled on so long and so deeply. "You're beautiful," he breathed starring at her adoringly.
"Hmmm," she hummed. The cradle of her thighs felt positively, deliciously bruised. Caroline felt sore inside but it was a warm, pleasurable ache. Last night was unbelievable. She felt like a woman well loved and she was. Never in her life had she been so thoroughly pleasured. He managed to find every erogenous zone on her body- including a few she didn't know were there. He practically worshipped her body, and never took his own pleasure until she had been thoroughly satisfied first. She knew deep down that she wasn't going to be able to walk today, but it was worth it especially after what happen at the dinner last night.
"Caroline, let me introduce you to Mr. Trevor Queen, our main investor of this mini series," the director introduced.
"Wow, you really are beautiful. The pictures don't do you justice," Trevor smiled, pressing a kiss to her knuckles.
"Thank you," she smiled slightly. Maybe she was being judgy, but she didn't like Trevor. The way he looked at her gave her the chills.
Dinner was excruciating. Trevor kept stealing glances at her, which was really starting to creep her out. It was worst when they decided to head over to the club where he insisted that she danced with him.
"I don't think I should. I'm a married woman, I don't want the media to get the wrong idea," she said hoping he would accept her excuse and find someone else to turn his attention to.
"Nonsense, it's just a dance. It's a nightclub, enjoy yourself Caroline. Your husband would surely approve of it since he had spent most of his time here as well."
"You know Klaus?" she asked questioningly.
He led her to the dance floor, "Oh, I know Niklaus really well," he sneered. He grabbed her waist firmly closing their distance. Caroline felt really uncomfortable at their close proximity, she tried pushing him off, but he wasn't bulging.
"I don't understand how someone as beautiful and innocent as you could have married a scumbag like him."
Caroline looked at him appalled, how dare he! "Don't you dare say that about Niklaus," she hissed venomously, pushing herself out of his grasp.
"You do know that he is just using you right? Klaus is a ruthless man. He does whatever it takes to get what he wants. He isn't afraid to hurt anyone along the way. You're probably going to end up as collateral damage," he pushed.
Caroline felt herself trembling from rage. She wanted to slap him for defaming her husband but stop her actions, as she didn't want to make a scene. How dare he accuse Klaus of using her? "I don't believe you," she spat out.
"Don't you find it weird that the his company managed to receive the Salvatore contract?"
"I don't know what you are talking about." What contract? Salvatore? Did he meant Damon and Stefan was somehow involved as well?
"Ask that manipulating husband of yours," he chuckled. "You'll be surprised at how much he has kept from you." She wanted to ask what he meant but Klaus had pulled her out at that very moment.
Caroline stretched luxuriously beneath the fine sheets. "Ah," she winced in pain. Her nether regions were a trifle sore. She gave herself to Klaus last night. He had claimed her mind, body and soul. She needed to feel his love as Trevor's words had planted a stubborn seed of doubt deep inside her. Klaus wouldn't do that to her right?
"Klaus, can I ask you something," she murmured, playing with his dark blonde curls.
"Hmm," he asked enjoying the feel of her soft breasts push against his chest.
"What's the Salvatore contract? Did Damon hand you a contract?" Klaus froze slightly at her question. What did she know about the contract? Who told her? Did she know how he attained it? More importantly the arrangement he made?
"Why do you want to know?" he asked, keeping his voice steady. "Did someone say something to you?"
"Hmm, you know the guy who danced with me yesterday. Apparently he knows you, Trevor Queen, ring any bells?"
'FUCK! That Mother Fucker!' Klaus swore inwardly. No wonder he felt that the guy looked familiar. What the hell was the mutt up to now? He couldn't possibly know about the contract could he?
"Klaus?" Caroline called, snapping him out of his inner thoughts. "Do you know him? He had a really low opinion of you."
"Don't listen to him, he has always been trying to beat me. He has been jealous of me ever since I could remember," he feed her with a drugging kiss one after another, determined to stop her questioning. Klaus knew deep down the sooner he came clean, the easier he could be with Caroline. He felt guilty for hiding the truth from her but he couldn't bear to see her hurt because of him. Tomorrow, I'll tell her tomorrow after I spend today showing her how much I love her.
Caroline moaned into the kiss, feeling his hands move lower to caress her again. Before his hands could travel any further, her stomach growled.
"Worked up an appetite now have we?" Klaus smirked.
"Ten rounds of non- stop sex tends to have that effect," she countered pulling the sheets with her.
"Let's get you something to eat. You'll need the nourishment, can't have you fainting on me half way through now, can I," he wiggled his eyebrow. Caroline responded with a coy smile, already anticipating the day ahead.
Sitting at the counter, Caroline admired Klaus's perfect physique as he move around the kitchen. He was only wearing a boxer shorts, thus giving her a perfect view of his muscles flexing as he was insanely perfect like a god.
"Enjoying the view there, love?" he asked smirking.
Caroline's cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Was it that obvious that she was staring?
"You're blushing," he chuckled standing in front of her. Klaus marveled at the sight of her. Caroline had slipped into one of his Henley's. He relished in the sight of her in his white Henley as she wasn't wearing any under garments. The semi transparent fabric did nothing to hide the soft curves of her breasts or the tautness of her nipples. To top that off, her soft, pink glistening flesh was exposed to his gaze.
"Stop staring," she told him off half heartedly, squeezing her legs shut to hide her exposed flesh. "What are you making?" she asked averting his attention from her.
"You'll see," he grinned. She could see he had a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he took out various syrups from the fridge.
It was past noon by the time they finished breakfast. "Let's get you clean up," Klaus gestured at her skin that was covered with various syrups. While waiting for the pancakes to cook, Klaus ended up devouring her on the countertop and had her for breakfast.
"You will be one sticky girl when I'm finished with you," he smirked, peeling his Henley out of her. Klaus drizzled a mixture of whipping cream, chocolate, strawberry and caramel syrup on her, starting from the swell of her breasts leaving a sweet trail that ended at her perfect pink pussy.
"Mmmm," Caroline grunted arching her back as he licked clean the whipped cream off her throbbing nipples. He slowly licked the sweet spread on her making his way down to the slick kernel of flesh that he craved.
His tongue snaked over the chocolate and caramel spread that he had decorated her inner thighs with. Caroline needed more, the teasing was too much to bear. She kept lifting her hips from the table and he kept pressing her back down as he murmured, "Patience love…"
Klaus licked the line of whipped cream from her swollen labia, and then he gently spread her thighs, opening them as wide as he could, pressing them apart. Her pussy glistened at the apex, and the very sight of those shimmering pink folds coated with sauces made him growl against her pussy. "You're going to enjoy this."
As she opened for him, Caroline could feel the syrups drizzling the length of her flesh. She yelped slightly at the feel of his tongue dipping slowly inside to taste the delicious combination of chocolate, caramel and strawberry syrup and her, his tongue probing to reclaim the delicious sweetness that he had buried inside her.
"Oh my God," she cried out inarticulately as his tongue dragged over her syrup coated labia and the remaining whipped cream over her clit, sucking it up and settling in to suck the tight little bud of nerves, his fingers invading her pussy to massage and tease her inner walls as he devoured her clit with little growls of pleasure.
His tongue roved down to her slit and he drew the nectar into his mouth. The combination of her essence and the syrups tasted euphoric- so perfect. "So sweet," he groaned, the sound reverberating deep in his chest. He plunged his face between her thighs and ate, ate, ate. Klaus greedily licked and lapped and slurped with soft grunting animal sounds as she writhed and moaned on the kitchen counter. He slurped her nectar like a man with unquenchable thirst, savoring the heavenly taste.
The orgasm began deep in her belly and radiated outward igniting every nerve in her shuddering body. "Klaus," she screamed as his skillful tongue found her sweet spot. The orgasm tore through her body so powerfully it had her screaming in ecstatic pleasure as ripples followed ripples in one continuous wave.
"Just give me a moment, I'm not sure I can even stand, let alone walk." Her breasts heaving as she tried to catch her breath, taking a moment to recover from the body- shattering orgasm he gave her.
"Come on," he scooped her up with ease and carried her back to their bedroom. She felt deliciously fragile in his grasps, sore from their endless sex marathon.
"Oh," she yelped softly when he placed her on the marble countertop of the ensuite bathroom. He came back after ensuring that the hot water was the right temperature. He lifted her off the sink and placed her in the down in the shower against the cold tiled wall. He had stripped out of his boxers along the way as she could feel his erection pressed against her belly.
"Hmmm," she hummed, the hot water felt good against her skin.
Caroline had to admit that Klaus was a remarkable multi tusker. He kissed her again and again, with one hand rubbing his body wash over her body while his other hand was caressing her breasts under the steady stream of hot water from the shower.
Klaus had backed her against he cold wall with her legs wrapped around his waist. Water cascaded over them when his mouth crushed down on hers with a hunger that had her melting under him. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck to hold on for the ride she knew he would give her.
There was no foreplay this time round as his primal need to claim her was resurfacing. When he drove into her, her inner muscles were ready, clenching at him for dear life, holding him tight inside her. She was still so tight around him, so very tight. He pulled out only to thrust back in again, fast and deep. Over and over again.
"Klaus!" Caroline screamed out her release when she felt him explode inside her, coating her insides with his seed, signifying his own climax as he held her body in place with his.
"Caroline," he groaned out as he felt her inner muscles squeezing and clenching around him, milking him dry.
He released her mouth and stared at her, taking in her flushed face, her swollen lips and her heavy lidded eyes. The feeling of sheer, sublime contentment enveloped him knowing that he was the one responsible for her current state.
He grabbed her hips and thrust again, pushing as deeply inside her as possible. He watched her gasp, and her eyes widened when she felt him getting hard inside her all over again. And then he was starting over. Thrusting in and out, making love to the only woman that he was obsessed with. A woman that he had fallen so irrevocably in love with. Making love to her over and over again, touching her in ways that he knew would end up with her mewling and screaming with pleasure.
"Nik," she came again, falling apart, screaming his name. With a loud grunt he gave one last powerful thrust when another orgasm hit him hard.
She was still clutching on to him moments later, both panting barely able to breathe, barely able to stand. His gaze met hers and he leaned toward her and kissed her in a sweet and tender exchange different from the hungry kissed they had shared just moments ago.
When he released her mouth, Klaus rested his forehead against her, his body still trembling from the force of his climax. He pulled himself from within her and supported her as she released her legs from around his waist and slid them to the base of the shower.
He began lathering shampoo and body wash all over her again, then let her lather him. Moments later, they rinsed off. When he was satisfied that they were both clean, free from their sticky impromptu earlier, he reached out to switch off the shower and then grabbed a fluffy white towel from the rail to dry her thoroughly.
She seemed incapable of speech. He felt much the same. Both trying to regain their breath from their the incredible sex. As he painstakingly stroked every inch of her body dry he saw the flush of heat that infused a rosy glow on her skin, saw her nipples tighten, felt the heat and moisture that gathered at her center. His own body began to tighten in anticipation.
"Klaus, we should get up," Caroline mumbled against his chest. It was already Friday; they had locked themselves out of civilization for the past six days. All the months of pent up sexual frustration and desire had erupted into six amazing days of their endless sex marathon. Six blissful days of enjoying and devouring one another with no interruptions or distractions. Although their coupling in London was great, there were no words to describe their continuing lovemaking this time round. They were insatiable and obsessed for one another, to the point where they only stopped long enough to recover from their previous coupling then come together even more fiercely than before.
She had never felt this intense in any of her previous relationships. Klaus had cherished her like a princess. Caroline was beyond sore, her muscles ache and her nether regions were hurting immensely, however her soreness did not stop them from their continuous sex marathon sessions. Klaus had been amazingly considerate with her; to the point that he even drew her baths after learning that warm water could be soothing for her sore nether regions. Klaus was a huge romantic; she smiled thinking back to the night before.
"Open your eyes."
She opened her eyes and gasped at the scene before her. Dozen of lit candles around his whirlpool tub already filled with steaming water and roses. On the ledge sat a bottle of champagne in ice and two flutes.
"Klaus, this is amazing. When did you even had time to prepare this?" she asked stunned.
"Anything for you, love," he nibbled her earlobe playfully. He turned her to him and began lifting her out of his Henley. When he realized that she wasn't wearing any undergarments, he growled low in his throat. He cupped her breasts, grazed his thumbs across her nipples, watching as they hardened. He gazed at her, a hungry look in his eyes. "You're utter perfection."
Caroline quivered slightly under his gaze; her anticipation of what's to come increased ten fold. He hastily removed his boxer briefs, revealing his need for her. She could see that he was magnificently rock hard and pulsing even though they just had sex a couple hours earlier. She sucked in her breath as he closed the narrow gap between them and lifted her into the bathtub, pulling her into his lap, so she was straddling him.
"This is nice," she mumbled. The hot water was just enough to be soothing and the jets felt delicious on her skin.
""Here," he poured two glasses and handed her one. She remained unmoving on top of him, relishing the warmth of his skin. It wasn't long before he had a kinky idea. He lifted his glass over her shoulder and she gasped as the icy liquid hit her. Klaus leaned forward and sucked it up, his mouth hot. He licked his lips and said, "Hmm, delicious."
Caroline smirked at his gesture and returned the favor. She poured a little bit over his collarbone, then quickly lapped it up. The fresh, fruity flavor mixed with the saltiness of his skin had an undeniable appeal.
He poured some of his on her opposite shoulder and licked it up with the flat of his tongue and the sensation made her shiver. She did the same to him, then he poured lower, across her breast. The cold made her gasp in a breath, and his hot mouth closed over the tip, sucked hard, she moaned and arched against him. Even though, he was licking off food remains off her, it felt entirely different from the sticky breakfast episode.
It went on like that until they had drained the entire bottle, finding new, creative ways to lick champagne from the other's body. If they hadn't been in the tub they would have been a sticky mess. And they were both so hot for each other by the time they made love that they got a little carried away, and sloshed water over the edge of the tub and onto the tile floor.
When the water in the tub cooled, he wrapped themselves in big, fluffy towels and carried her back to the bedroom. They made love, then talked for a while, mostly about her hope and dreams. They made love again, then snuck to the kitchen, her wrapped in a thin sheet, him in a towel, and heated up some of that remaining take out, which they took and ate in bed. It was past midnight, with their stomachs full and their appetites for each other quenched, they curled up in each other's arms and drifted off to a deep slumber.
"Don't you need to head back to work? I love having you all to myself but are you sure it's fine to leave your work unattended for so long?" she asked lazily, trailing little circles on his tattoo.
"Hmmm," he mumbled, pulling Caroline closer as she rested her head on his chest. The past six days have been phenomenal. They were like sex- crazed rabbits with their continuous lovemaking. He was glad that they were both still conscious after everything, thankful to their great stamina in the bedroom. In the past days, they have made love in every room of his apartment. In their bedroom, in their bathroom, in her old bedroom, in the guest room, in his office, and even in his library. He even took her on various furniture such as the couch, the bar, the dinning table, the kitchen counter, the bathtub, his antique rug and even on his grand piano. It was fairly thrilling to ravish her outside the bedroom but his favorite episode was when they did it in public. He thoroughly enjoyed ravishing her on the balcony and the swimming pool as just the sole idea of not getting caught in the act was extremely exhilarating.
A few minutes later, with much self-persuasion, Caroline finally untangled her limbs from his, climbing out of the bed and tugged into one of his discarded Henley's laying on the floor. While waiting for the coffee to brew, she flicked aimlessly from channel to channel. The news of Bonnie winning the trial caught her attention, slowly realizing that she had been so caught up with Klaus that she barely knew what had been going on in her best friend's life.
"Klaus," she shook him, placing a mug of coffee on their bedside table. Just as Caroline was going to leave, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back to bed.
"Where do you think you're going?" his warm breath flowed across her eye as his hands roamed under the Henley.
"Klaus, "she mumbled peeling herself away from him. "You need to head back to work and I need to make myself presentable."
Klaus tried pulling her back down, "Come on sweetheart, just one more day."
"Klaus, we've locked ourselves up in here for almost a week. We had even turn off our phones to avoid interruptions or distractions. We really need to head back out. Come on, I'll reward you if you get your ass up," she whispered seductively.
He groaned before climbing out of bed, following her into the bathroom. He was surprised at the sight before him; Caroline had stripped off the Henley and was currently sitting naked on the countertop. They ended up doing a few rounds in the shower before he got dressed to leave for work.
"I already miss seeing you naked," he grumbled walking towards the elevator.
"Well, the sooner you are done with work, the earlier you can have me," she winked, giving him a quick kiss.
"Oh you have no idea what I'm planning to do with you tonight," he grinned giving her one last lingering kiss before departing.
Caroline spent the next hour cleaning their apartment. It was a huge mess, both too busy with each other to bother cleaning up. After she was done tidying the place up, she checked her phone. She had about fifty missed calls and twenty-two messages, majority of them from Damon, a couple from Jenna and Alaric and the rest from her besties. She called Damon first, knowing that he would have been the hardest to communicate.
Less than two rings later, Damon answered snidely, "Finally having the decency to call me back, baby sister?"
She winced at his harsh tone, "Damon, I'm sorry. I've been pretty caught up lately."
"Caught up? I've called you for six days, what could possibly have gotten you caught up for so long?"
"Urm, you wouldn't like it if I tell you," she replied dismissively.
"Try me."
"You know, me and Klaus…." She trailed on, hoping he would get the idea.
"Six days? Does the scumbag think you are a whore?" he yelled.
"Can we just leave it there. I don't really want to talk about my sex life to my brother of all people."
"Fine," he huffed. "Mom and dad are back. They want to have dinner with you and meet that dashing husband of yours," he replied in a disgusted tone.
"Damon, be nice. You'll actually like him once you get to know him. You two actually have a lot in common."
"As if! It's an insult to even be compared to him," he answered back.
"I'm just saying, anyways I'll talk to you soon. So dinner, how does next Friday sound?"
"Sounds great, I'll let mum, dad and Stefan know," Damon replied before hanging up.
Next she dialed Katherine's number. "I've got a bone to pick with you, little missy," came Katherine's shrill voice.
"I know, I've been dodging your calls for the past few days and I want to apologize."
"Well, cupcake, I hate to break it to you but a simple apology just won't cut it. The girls and I have been worried sick especially when Alaric said you didn't have anything scheduled," Katherine continued on.
"I know, I promise it won't happen again," Caroline replied hoping that they could just brush the topic off.
"So let me just take a wild guess here, you've been occupied with a certain fake hubby?" Kat asked smiling. "I'll take that as a yes," she continued when Caroline didn't reply.
"If you consider a non- stop sex marathon as being occupied," Caroline smirked. She couldn't see it, but she was certain Kat rolled her eyes on the other end of the line.
"I see someone has turned into a wanton sex goddess," Katherine chuckled. "How many times exactly have you guys done it? She asked curious.
"Truthfully, I don't know. I've lost count after day two," she smiled.
"Good to know. So the both of you are finally stepping out of the bedroom?"
"Pretty much, I convinced him to return to work this morning as I really need my best friends help on something. Do you think you and the girls would be able to head over here later?"
"We can actually head over right now."
"We?" Caroline asked confused.
"Yup, I'm actually having lunch with the girls at the moment. Since it's Friday, Lena and Bonnie had finished work early. What do you need help with?"
"A present," she paused before elaborating further. "I just realized tomorrow would be our one month anniversary."
"Hasn't it been longer than that?"
"No, we started dating a month ago. The fake marriage has reached a three month mark though."
"Ok, we'll be there in a bit," Kat replied ending the call.
"Our Care bear is having the time of her life," Katherine smirked turning to face Elena and Bonnie.
"You mean she's getting laid a lot," Bonnie giggled.
"Oh, I think a lot would still be an understatement. Apparently they had been having an on-going sex marathon for the past few days. Our innocent blonde friend is turning to a wanton sex goddess, gotta say I'm so proud of her," Katherine smiled.
"Did our dear friend called to brag?" Elena grimaced.
"Don't be too harsh on her. She deserves to have her fun," Bonnie answered.
"It's just since she started dating Klaus, we barely get to see her, you know? Even when she's overseas filming, we spend more time talking than now," Elena answered in frustration.
"They are still in the honeymoon stage. It'll back to normal soon Lena, trust me," Katherine said patting her as reassurance. "Anyways, she wants our help to pick a gift for Klaus for their apparent one month anniversary."
The girls ended up meeting at their favorite mall where Caroline practically flung herself into her besties embrace when she spotted them. "I've missed you so much guys."
"We've missed you too, Care," Bonnie replied returning the hug. They walked side-by-side catching up on each other's lives; laughing and gossiping just like old times.
"So one month anniversary huh?" Elena winked.
"Yeah," Caroline smiled. "What do you guys think I should get him? I want to get him something unique."
"Isn't sex enough? I'm sure he is already getting loads from you though," Kat chuckled.
"Kat, " she reprimanded, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment.
"What? What's wrong with sex?"
"I think Care wants to give him something special, preferably something physical," Elena quipped.
"I agree with Lena. I don't think sex would be deemed a perfect anniversary gift," Bonnie added.
"Seriously, am I the only one with a dirty mind! Have you thought of role playing or using toys?" Katherine offered.
"You never cease to amaze me with that dirty mind of yours," Elena replied shaking her head.
"What can I say, a girl has needs," Katherine replied nonchalantly. "So how about it?"
"I don't know, I'm not sure whether he is into those kind of foreplay."
"What does he like then?" Kat asked.
"I recently found out he likes doing it in public due to the thrill of getting caught."
"That's easy. I've got the perfect solution for you, what do you think of doing it in a pool?"
"We've already done that," she mumbled blushing.
"You can add a strip tease for him, how bout that?" Kat asked with a quirked eyebrow.
"I suppose it sounds something that he would enjoy."
"Perfect," Kat clasped her hands gleefully, turning her attention back to the other two, "See, sex is a gift."
"Well, besides sex, I think you should get him something else," Bonnie suggested.
"Like what?"
"What does he wear or like?" Elena supplied.
Caroline thought hard. What does he like? Getting him a Henley just wouldn't cut it. "Hmmm, I guess he likes necklaces, he has a huge collection of them."
"Voila, get him a necklace then," Elena suggested. "I'm sure Tiffany's would have a remarkable range for you to choose from," Bonnie offered already leading the way.
After browsing for the whole afternoon, Caroline finally found the perfect gifts- a tiny sexy bikini that she could grace him in and a stunning charm necklace. She was excited to present the gifts to him, hoping that he would like them.
"Caroline," Klaus called out exiting the elevator.
"I'm in the kitchen," came her reply. As he made his way towards the kitchen, the tantalizing aromas of meats and poultry cooking filled his nostrils. "Sweetheart, what are you doing?"
"I'm cooking silly. Trying to be a dutiful wife here," she joked, bustling around the kitchen. "Why don't you start setting the table, everything should be done in a few minutes."
"This is delicious." He ate greedily; the meat was just cooked to the perfect state.
"Really?" Caroline murmured, leaning forward at the dining table. The robe she was wearing fell open to reveal her delectable breasts as she took another bite of her steak. She gave him an impish smile when his eyes landed on her soft breasts. "I'm glad you like it."
He had intended to relish in her cooking, but looking at her state of undress challenged his control. He had already spent the whole day exercising his control. Work was excruciatingly painful as all he could think about was Caroline and how he wanted her. He could feel his control slipping away and it made him want to sweep the dishes to the floor and make love to her on the table. He swallowed. "What's with the robe, love?"
She smiled cheekily; biting her lower lip, "Remember my promise this morning? This is just a little something I'm rewarding you with."
Klaus gulped, he wasn't the only one feeling horny. Reaching his hand out to her cheek, he slowly stroked down her neck to her swelling breasts half revealed by the gape of her robe. Her lips parted in surprise and he could not resist the temptation. Leaning over the table, he captured her lips. He felt her soft lips move against his, matching his passion, and nearly groaned.
Dinner was swept to the back of his mind. Rising to his feet, Klaus pulled Caroline from her seat. Untying her sash, he dropped her robe to the floor, leaving her naked skin glowing under the chandeliers. He gave a shuddering intake of breath. "Walk ahead of me," he said hoarsely. "So I can see you."
Her eyebrow quirked, "Missed seeing me naked?" She asked innocently, earning a low growl from him. She smiled deviously, pulling at his necklace for him to follow her.
Klaus was confused when she pushed him down on the couch. "Shhh," she placed her fingers over his lips. His eyes widened watching her stripped out of her lace panties teasingly.
Klaus watched in awe as his naked sweet wife climbed over him to straddle him. She replaced her fingers with her lips, just lightly touching his, and whispered, "I'm going to seduce you, hubby."
A thrill moved through her as she watched those blue eyes darken. "I want you to relax and enjoy this." Framing his face with her hands, she traced the contours of his mouth with her tongue. She slipped her tongue between his lips, slowly exploring the damp cavern of his mouth.
Klaus groaned in satisfaction. "I've wanted this all day." His hand travelled lower to cup the tender bud of her sex, claiming the new terrain of unbelievably soft skin.
"Klaus," a gasp rose from her lips. She clutched his shoulders and made sexy little sounds that drove him crazy. She could feel the heat of his erection pressing against her thigh despite his clothing.
He was turning impatient; he could feel the moist heat of her bare crotch through the fabric of his jeans. "Allow me," she paused him from stripping off his clothes. Sucking his collarbone, she lifted his shirt over his head then tossed it aside. "Perfection," she mumbled, her fingers strolled down his chest, igniting bonfires and tensing his abs. She slowly rubbed her breasts against his chest and a wicked grin curved her lips when he groaned in response. "Do you like this?"
"Mmmmm," he moaned. Caroline reached between their bodies and unhitched his buckle then unzipped his pants. Her hand slid inside his boxers, feeling his manhood hot and hard under her touch. She rubbed her hand through his boxer briefs until he grunted deep in his throat.
Watching her teasing him, Klaus took initiative and cupped her soft, plump breasts. He gently pinched her nipples earning him a sharp intake of breath that made him smile. He leaned over, then parted his lips and sucked her nipple into his mouth. He licked and bit her, pinched and nibbled. Her cries of pleasure drove him to work her nipple more and more, until she was squirming on his lap, forcing him to tighten his hold on either side of her.
Klaus released the first nipple and turned to the as- yet loved ne. He teased the taunt peak with the tip of his tongue before sucking her deep into his mouth. As he sucked one nipple, he toyed with the other, rolling it against his flat palm. He released her breast and blew on the wet nipple. It was so tight and pink that it just begged for his teeth to close gently around it. He bit the tip lightly, then flicked the captured tip with his tongue. He continued sucking her breasts like a starving man with lips and teeth as she caressed his length, teasing him with alternating light touches and squeezing caresses.
"Caroline," he rasped and took her hand in his, "let me please you first."
She pushed him back down, "No Klaus, tonight is all about you." Saying that she moved her hips seductively up and down over his erection while her fingertips drifted over his chest, down his thighs as she pressed open mouthed kisses across his shoulders.
"You're killing me," he said, his voice gravelly with need as he attempted to kick his pants and boxers aside. "Better?" she asked wrapping her fingers around his member, giving him a gentle squeeze after helping him stripped off.
Incredible. He tried to say the word, but all that came out was a guttural groan. Tipping his head back, he endured the sweet torture of her stroking him, cupping, teasing and caressing him until the need to come approached overwhelming. Lifting his head, he looked down at the erotic sight of his goddess's hands pleasuring him and knew he couldn't take anymore.
He grasped her wrist, flipping them over and covered her body with his. The slow, slick glide into her tight, wet heat dragged another growl from his throat. Caroline wrapped her legs around his torso, urging him deeper, meeting his every thrust.
"Oh…" she cried as he filled her and pushed her hips against him pulling him deeper. This was what he had craved for in the past ten hours, the feeling of her inner walls clenching around him. No words could describe the glorious feeling of it.
Klaus closed his eyes, whispered in ragged breaths against her neck. "I've been fantasizing about being in you since I left you this morning." He licked and kissed her as he moved from her earlobe to her mouth whispering sweet nothings into her ear.
Caroline met every thrust, her inner walls tightly clamping down on his shaft, trapping him inside her tight sheath so every tug out was a delicious struggle. Klaus knew she was on the verge, feeling her walls clasping tighter around him, but so was he. The muscles of her pussy gathered into a tight coil, and as she felt him latched onto a nipple, she could feel herself tethering over the edge. The instant the first ripple of her orgasm gripped him, he let himself go, and with a feral groan, followed her over the edge.
"Klaus," she moaned as her climax washed through her. Her inner walls milking him of every drop of his release.
"Bloody hell," he groaned emptying himself inside her womb, collapsing beside her.
He wasn't sure how long he lay there, still deep inside her, his face buried in the soft, fragrant curve of her neck, before he found the strength to lift his head. A minute? An hour? He didn't know, he was still coming down from his sex induced high. He propped his weight on his forearms and gazed down into her eyes. She looked drowsy and satisfied and sexy as hell. She looked so sexy when she was in the throes of climax. "That was amazing. If you're going to reward me with phenomenal sex every time I return home from work, I'll make sure not to take anymore days off," he chuckled, when both had regained their breathing.
"I still have a little something for you," she moved to straddle him again, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Hard already?" she smiled pleased, caressing his shaft. Slowly placing his member at the entrance of her core, she slid down on him, taking him deep, as deep as it could reach, until it hit her sweet spot.
Her wet heat surrounding his shaft in one downward glide robbed him of his thoughts and stirred a ferocious growl. He stiffened, his hands holding her tight for a long moment as he relished in the incredible warmth engulfing him.
"Oh, God. Yes, there." She moaned as he filled her, as he thrust up to meet her. She wriggled her body and rode him, her breasts bouncing back and forth as she rocked her hips. "Please Klaus, I want to feel all of you. Harder. Deeper."
"Fuck, you're still so fucking tight," he groaned grasping her hips, raising her up and down the length of his member. She rotated her hips, her inner muscles contracting, sucking at him. Her eyes were closed, her head tilted back as she rode him. A fine sheen of perspiration covered her skin. Her breasts bobbed as she rode him, her nipples hard and red from his earlier ministrations. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was the ONE. She was HIS.
Caroline felt the pressure building, getting sharper and sweeter. She lifted her hips high, until just the tip of him lingered inside her, then plunged down hard. She raised her hips again and slammed down again, harder than the first time.
"Yes," he urged, enjoying the delicious friction. The feel of her muscles clenching him like a velvety glove made him groan in satisfaction.
Caroline pounded against him, seeking the ultimate release. Sweat beaded along her forehead as she pushed and sank over and over again. Klaus kept up with her, he tightened his pelvis and thrust upward at the same time that she pushed down. He went deeper only to urge her back up and thrust again. And again. Her pace grew less rhythmic and more feverish as Klaus sucked on her swollen nipple and gripped her hips, helping her slide along the length of him.
Her entire body fired to life. She was tethering on another explosive orgasm. With a final push sweet release exploded inside her. Klaus stiffened and he thrust upward until his muscles tightened spilling his release inside her. The feel of his release inside her triggered another orgasm. She came again with a gasp and collapsed against his chest. Klaus lifted his hands to encircle her in his arms, "WOW. That was…."
"Out of the world? Mind blowing?" she offered trailing circles on his chest.
"You sweetheart are a little vixen," he placed a feathery kiss on her nose. They were both exhausted from their lovemaking, with both of their bodies now drenched in a thin layer of sweat. They lay together as their breathing subsided before he whisked her off into their bedroom.
The physical exertion of their lovemaking and shuddering climax left Caroline exhausted. She fell into a deep, blissful sleep the instant Klaus placed her on the bed.
"Good night," he placed a lingering kiss on her forehead. He grabbed the cream bedcovers and covered her with it. He smiled contently, listening to her soft breathing before he dozed off as well. Tomorrow was going to be a special day.
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