Hey guys, I know we were all wanting Chocolate sex, but this took a turn I didn't see coming. Characters do that sometimes. This is rougher than I'd like, but I wanted to go on and post it. I'll do a little cleaning later. Thanks for your patience. And for those of you wanting Ana to take charge a little. Keep reading. by the end of this section you'll be cheering.
Special note to the person who pointed out the large amount of cursing. Sorry, you were absolutely right, too much. Usually I take that out in a final "do I have too much cursing" edit, didn't get to it this time. I have taken some of it out.
Still Ana
"Alright Kitten, here we are, Red Room," Adonis set her down in front of the large bed, there were no sheets and the mattress was leather but in this case she thought that might be best, with the chocolate and all. He took the mouse from her and set it on one of the small tables by the bed. His hands then went immediately to her sweater, pushing it off her shoulders, "You're overdressed sweet-girl,"
"So are you."
"Hmm, I'll see to that in a minute," his hands were already busy pulling her tank out of her jeans and over her head, "kick off the flip-flops," she did as he said, only because she wanted to. His hands already busy on her jeans he pushed and removed both jeans and panties in one quick move, then his hands were on the clasp of her bra and she was naked again.
"You're very good at getting my clothes off," she observed, her voice wry.
"Incentive Kitten," he bent down and placed a quick sucking kiss on one nipple, and oh, maybe she should let him do the licking. He was so good at it.
He stepped back and his hands went to his own clothes. Then he was beautifully gloriously naked, she reached out with one hand only to have it caught in his, raising it to his mouth, he kissed her fingers, "Uh-uh, I'm giving what you want kitten, but we do it my way."
"Your way?"How exactly was that giving her what she wanted.
"Mm-hmm..."
She heard tension underneath that sin laden mmm-hmm at the same time her eyes landed on the tiny white scars dotting his chest...and her heart broke, the pain of it cracking right down the middle had her clutching her own chest.
No, no...oh no..
She knew what those scars were. She'd seen them before...years ago, on a friend. Her mother had made a phone call, the social workers came, took her friend away. She'd gone to live with and aunt ...Ana never saw her again.
She couldn't stop the tears. Didn't try, by the time she raised her eyes to his, they were spilling over.
His own eyes widened, probably shocked she knew what those scars were. Then, his shock settling into rueful acceptance, "Don't cry for me kitten."
"Someone hurt you." her words were thick with the tears she couldn't stop.
"It was a long time ago." he reached out, brushed a tear from her cheek.
"How long..."
"Long..."
"You were a child..."
"Yes..."
That single yes explained so much..."That's why the no touching."
"Yes," a slow nod, his eyes clouded.
She pulled on the hand still holding hers, lifting it to her mouth,"I can touch you here?" she brushed her thumb over his palm.
"Yes," another slow nod, another single word, this one a gift.
She kissed the center of his palm. Then sat on the edge of the bed, and tugged. Adonis sat beside her, his eyes guarded.
"Where else?"
"My arms up to my shoulders."
"Lay back on the bed Christian," his eyes went from guarded to shuttered and wary, "Please," she brought his arm to her mouth kissed the inside of his wrist, "Please trust me."
He was still for so long she thought he'd refuse, but then slowly, his body tripwire tight, he lay down. Knowing the trust he was giving her had fresh tears flowing from her eyes. Kneeling on the bed beside him, she pulled his arm out, away from his torso. Leaning down, till her mouth hovered over his arm, "I want to kiss you here,"
"Alright," that one simple barely whispered word was like a beam of light shining on her heart, revealing the truth. It wasn't hers anymore. She'd given it away, to this beautiful man who, in many ways, was still a stranger.
Christian
She was destroying him. Closing his eyes against the assault of turbulent emotions crashing over him. He felt her lips brush soft, damp kisses up his arm, inside his elbow, his bicep, the top of his shoulder. So very soft, barely there, yet he felt them, to his very core. She shifted, the bed dipped. He opened his eyes and she was above him, on her knees behind his head. The tears, still falling from her eyes, splashed on his forehead, "Where else?"
"My neck, my face." she filled his vision, raining those sweet, tender kisses anointed with her tears, over his neck, his cheeks, a fleeting touch on his lips. Her hand reached for his other arm. Pulling it out away from his chest, she kissed her way down to his elbow, his wrist, and finally lifting his hand to her mouth, she planted a gentle kiss in the center of his palm, and taking that hand, she directed it, till it was over his heart, so careful not to touch him, she laid his hand there, holding it with her much smaller one.
He felt that single kiss touch a place deep inside him, a place no one else had ever touched. A place he hadn't known was there.
"You're beautiful, Christian Grey." she whispered over his mouth, before sealing her lips to his. He tasted her sweet flavor mixed with the salty tears she cried for him, and that place deep inside him fractured, ripped open and raw. A groan born in that raw place welled up inside him, he raised his free hand to the back of her head, holding her for him,and devoured. Plunging his tongue deep, and the raw need turned to raging hunger. Finally he released her enough to whisper against her wet mouth, "I need you now, Kitten."
"Yes," a breath of sound on his mouth.
He rose off the bed to stand beside it, his eyes taking her in where she knelt before him. Her skin glowing, her mouth damp, her nipples pink, "lay down across the bed, stretch your arms over your head."
Without a word she complied, "Open."
Again she complied, and he saw her, wet and glistening in the dim light. He lifted her hips and pulled her to him, his eyes locked on her and in one long thrust he seated himself deep.
Fucking hell, she felt good, soft and tight, hot and so damn wet..
Wet! Shit!! "Ana..no condom.."
"It's alright, I...please don't stop" her body arched, her hands turned and gripped the edge of the bed, "You feel so good this way...please..."
"You're not on birth control." he protested, even as he pulled back and slid in again with a soft groan.
"I won't ...it's the ..wrong time...please...Christian..."
His name on her lips snapped his remaining control. He pulled back and surged forward looping her knees with his elbows lifting them, holding her motionless, completely open to him, he felt the answering quiver inside her felt the liquid fire coat his cock.
"Fuck, baby," he slid out and back in "Give me more hot cream," Her gasping moan and more heat, another quiver. She was close, so close, already.
Ana
God she was so close, how did he do this. His face was right above her watching, holding her eyes captive, just like her body, motionless, waiting for him. He nearly left her holding himself off, then when she thought she'd go mad with the wanting, he glided back into her, and settled deep.
"You're so close, baby." his lips found her ear, little nibbling kisses around the lobe.
"Yes,"
"How long can you stay here, right here, without coming...how long..."
He pulled out again, her sex quivered, his mouth moved over her cheek, open and hot, found her own, hovered there while he hovered over her body, "My sweet Ana, how long." He came back to her slowly, too slowly.
"No..."
"But you feel so good, baby" his mouth lowered covering hers.
So did he so so good, molten steel wrapped in satin, filling her again and again. Her sex was quivering. She felt her cream trickling down the crease of her ass.
"Look at me Ana."
Her eyes shot to his, where he was poised above her harsh and beautiful, "Do you remember on the balcony, when I pinched your nipples?"
Ah, god, "Yes,"
"Do you remember how you came and came?"
"Yes, yes...".He pulled back.. slowly surged back in, lowered himself, pressed his mouth to her ear, "Would you like that again?"
"Yes,"
"Hmm, me too, but my hands are occupied," he pulled out, "I need you to do it baby," pushed back in.
"What?"
"Bring your hands down, cup you breasts for me."
Oh wicked, wicked man. Her hands moved, she felt the fluttering spasms deep inside."
He stilled, mid-glide, a low chuckle bathed her ear, "No, no no, no coming, naughty girl," his lips moved to that spot right behind her ear, "Do it baby, make yourself feel good"
Her fingertips brushed the upper swells, she cupped her breasts, went to pinch her nipples.
"No, not yet," he pulled out ,and pushed up, so his torso was high above her once more.
"What," She blinked up at him, missing his warmth.
"Touch your breasts, circle those sweet, hungry nipples, but don't touch," Out and in again, "I want to watch you tease yourself while I fuck you,"
Oh ...he was just... dirty nasty sexy hot. Her hands obeyed without thought, her fingers moving on her breasts, circling, coming closer and closer to her pebbled nipples. Her back arched, her body instinctively seeking relief she wouldn't give, and all the while he stroked her, slow and heavy.
"Mmm, that's right, " his eyes, burned down on her. "God you're beautiful. Your nipples are so tight, pouting and pink. "
"Please Christian," her neck arched, her fingers brushed her swollen breasts, around and around.
"You need to touch them, baby?"
"Yes, yes,"
"Alright, now." he pulled out, held himself there, and her fingers moved to her nipples, "Not too much."
She took them between her fingers and pinched. She felt the contraction in her womb, felt herself tighten.
He slid back into her, held himself there, "That's right, I can feel you squeezing me." he pulled out again, and back in. She could hear the soft wet sucking sounds.
"Ah..ah oh, " Close, she pulsed on a razor's edge.
"Yes, you're feeling it now," he rocked into her, "Pinch harder baby."
She tightened her fingers, "Oh...oh God, It's happening," her entire body tightened, pleasure held her in an iron grip, "...It's too much..."
"No, it's not, It's never too much, Ana. Tighter sweet-girl.".
She pinched harder, and the pleasure took her, shooting through her body, tightening growing but never releasing. And again it was too much and not enough, and again her body tried to writhe, torn between desire for more and the need to get away, but he held her down, she was helpless to do anything but let the sensations have her "Oh...I can't"
"Yes, you can. You are...You're coming...tighter, baby..."
"Yes," her neck arched, she tightened the pinch, her body screamed... her mind shattered, "I'm coming... ..." she clenched down on him hot and so hard inside her, the sensations shooting through her went on and on. Her back arched, she couldn't reach him. She pinched harder, giving herself the only contact she could. Not enough...too much...
"You need more?"He asked from his place above her. Glorious, hard, male...he pulled back, held himself just inside her.
"Yes...yes...yes, "the words flew from her without thought, her fingers pinched her nipples, her sex gripped him, and one of his hands moved, releasing her thigh. Then she felt his finger circle her ass, Oh..what...no... "What are you doing?"
"I'm giving you more,"
"No...oh....." His cock slid back inside, and his finger, Oh god, his finger was inside, pumping into her... there.
"Yes, Ana. You see how good it is."
And god help her it was, it was so good. She used the leg he released for leverage, and pushed back against him, pleasure rolled over her, coiled and then...exploded...everywhere. Grinding down on his cock, his finger, new sensations tearing through her. She watched the man above her let go, his face feral, nearly savage, he thrust into her fast and hard, "Mine Ana, Mine, tell me.. say it..."
"Yours.." She spoke the truth her body reveled in, her heart understood, and her mind couldn't help but fear.
And he came...she felt it, hot and thick shooting into her, setting off another series of convulsions deep inside. She rode them out. It was violent, ripping into her body, shredding her soul...
Some time later, it could have seconds or hours. Time stood still in post mind-blowing orgasm fog. Adonis, pulled from her, and the chill on her skin brought her halfway back to reality. Then he was wrapping her in something soft and warm, lifting her from the bed. She snuggled into his arms and loosely wrapped one arm around his neck, her fingers combing through his perfect hair, "I'm still going to lick chocolate off you." she murmured the sleepy words into his shoulder.
"I'm looking forward to it." Adonis' deep chuckle was the last thing she heard before exhaustion claimed her.
The next morning...Still Ana
"Annie Steele you wake up right now!"
Ana shot straight up in bed and what the hell? She blinked through the late morning light and saw...Jose' standing over her. His face set and tight. She blinked again, yep, he was still there. She looked around the room. Yep, still Mt. Olympus...so...What the fuck?
"Jose, what the hell?" She went to push her air off her face, but Jose' grabbed both her hands and yanked, it was get out of bed or be pulled to the floor, she got out of bed.
"No time, no time," Jose' pushed her at the bathroom, "this is a 911 girl-friend the ex is here."
What ? " What are you doing here?"
"I need to borrow the peep toes - long story - I'll explain later," Jose' just kept pushing, "but honey there is a cougar out there all over your man, now get your ass in the bathroom, Wash face, brush teeth, and get back out here."
"A cougar?"
"Yes, and what I've been able to gather while eavesdropping from the balcony is not good. That woman wants him back. She's out there in your chocolate fantasy, and I'll want all those dirty deets later, cutting you to the quick and coming sweet as sugar. If I didn't know better I'd swear she was a fag in drag." Jose rattled on, and shoved her into the bathroom, shutting the door after her,"three minutes Annie or I'm coming in."
What the fuck? Okay Jose, was here, obviously. She'd think about that later. A cougar...an ex...SHIT! The Pedophile!
She was out the bathroom in under two minutes.
"Here," Jose threw one of Christian's silk dress shirts at her, a black one, "put that on,"
"What?"
"Do it."
She slipped off the tee-shirt, also Christian's, and threw on the dress shirt. She didn't get it, but when it came to fashion, she trusted Jose'.
She'd no sooner slipped it over her head, than Jose was slapping something on her face,"What?"
"Concealer," his thumbs rubbed under eyes, "No time for blush," he pulled one hand back and...
"Hey, ow!" she tired to grab Jose's hand before he slapped her other cheek, but he was too fast for her.
"This is no time to be whimpy. Here." he handed her a tube of gloss while his other hand started finger combing her hair.
"Alright, now listen..." he reached out and started undoing buttons.
"Jose', what are you doing? Stop..." she tried to grab his hands but they were everywhere.
"Annie, listen to me." he grabbed her shoulders and shook her. She looked into his eyes and saw fear, real fear. Damn, that more than anything focused her. Jose was the bravest person she knew. "This woman is trouble, big trouble. You've got to go out there and claim what's yours, now."
"But..."
"No, Annie, whoever she is, she's been queen bitch for a long time. She's not going to go quietly." with a last fluff to her hair he pushed her to the door, "Now you go out there, rip her throat out, claim what's yours, and show her there's a new bitch in town!"
With Jose's words ringing in her ears, she padded down the hall, but stopped just out of sight of the great room, when again she heard her name.
"So you bought all this chocolate for...Ana was it?"
"Yes, as I said, it was an apology."
"I see, well she must be very special. It's quite the apology."
"Yes, yes she is."
"I'm happy for you Christian. I am, but you haven't known her very long. Please don't do anything rash."
Oh, the pedophile was happy for him was she? Anger burned away her morning after fog.
"I'm not given to rash decisions Elena."
"Well, this certainly seems rash, no contract, no rules. It's not like you."
And just like that the fog was gone and her blood was boiling. What the fuck did the bitch know about what Adonis was like. She risked a step forward and saw blazing red. The Bitch was all over Adonis, rubbing his arm , and one of her blood red tipped hands went to his hair, Oh hell no.
Ana undid another button and pulled the shirt off one shoulder. New queen bitch was gonna do some throat ripping.
Christian
"Elena, while I appreciate your concern, It's unnecessary," he reached up and took her hand, lowering it from his hair, he took a step back.. Had Elena always been this...handsy..
She stepped with him, eliminating the space he created, "I care about you..."
"Adonis, I'm famished." a husky voice interrupted coming from the hallway. They both turned, "All that delicious sex I suppose" that velvety voice flowed across the room and stroked his dick, "Is there croissant? You know, I'm pretty sure when you fuck a girl senseless you're duty bound to feed her...Oh!"
Christian went still as stone, and lust plowed into his gut, his brain shut down. Everything in him went still. Everything, except his dick. His dick stood up and saluted, and the sight of Ana, the sex kitten, prowling toward him. Her hair a wild mass around her shoulders, her eyes bright. His black silk shirt unbuttoned nearly to the waist, and lord help him, slipped off one creamy shoulder, and was barely held up, hanging precariously from one very erect nipple. Then she spoke again, he felt his cock jump.
"Oh, I didn't know we had company." Ana's word's acknowledged Elena's presence, but she never even so much as glanced at the other woman. Her eyes, glittering with sexual hunger, were swallowing him whole, while his eyes locked onto that shirt hanging off her sweet nipple. If she'd just shrug that shoulder, just a little...
"Yes, I'm sorry to interrupt your morning." he heard Elena's determinedly cool voice beside him, "I'm Elena Lincoln."
"Nice to meet you," Ana spoke, never taking her eyes off him, she walked right by Elena and right up to him.
He blinked down at her through a lust crazed haze, while Ana curled around him like a cat in heat. Her hot body pressed to him, she lifted one hand behind his neck, pulled his head down to her, till his mouth was over hers then she came up on her toes. He saw that shirt slip, saw her pink nipple peeking at him then her mouth brushed his, wet and soft. She teased him with sipping, sexy, little kisses. Then, oh fuck, his breath left him. The little vixen shifted, hooking one leg behind his and pressed that hot wet sweetness right on his thigh. His hands shot out, one behind her head, one grabbing her hip he pushed into her, and ground his lips down opening her mouth and thrusting his tongue inside, he plundered. Fuck, he had no idea what had gotten into her, and he didn't give a shit. He heard her hungry groan felt her leg lift and her wicked little foot stroke the back of his thigh, while she took his hand on her hip and pushed it up to that exposed breast. Fuck yes, he covered the sweet mound of flesh, felt her pointed nipple stab his palm...pushed his thigh into that slick creamy flesh...and heard someone clear their throat...Shit, Elena.
He went to pull back, but Ana held him, her mouth slowly leaving his, her hand running through his hair, "I missed you." her husky whisper went straight to his achingly erect cock, but it was the vicious possession in her eyes, that, finally clued him in. He stared down at her, a strange, almost giddy feeling filling his chest. Well, well, well, his kitten was jealous, and she was showing her claws. Her glorious sexy, fine as fuck claws. Shit, he had to get rid of Elena before he came in his pants.
His eyes reluctantly left the sexual bounty before him and looked over at Elena, who was staring dumbfounded at Ana. She'd turned, but held one of his arms at her waist with one hand, her other hand reached for the shirt, and pulled it back over that beautiful nipple. Damn, she was something.
"Well, I see your occupied." His eyes shot to Elena, there was no mistaking the venom in her tone. What the fuck? He opened his mouth to say something, what he wasn't sure, but Ana cut him off.
"Oh yes, I'm sure we'll be occupied all morning and well into the afternoon."
Elena's mouth fell open. Shit, so did his. His kitten had become a tigress, and if he wasn't mistaken Elena was about to get her throat ripped out.
"Well, I'll leave you to it." Elena turned and stalked across the room, her back rigid, "Call me later, Christian. We'll talk." Elena's voice dripped with disapproval, but Ana didn't miss a beat.
"Oh, it's going to be later, much much later."
He saw Elena's back stiffen, then she walked out of the Great room and into the foyer, he heard her spike heels click across the marble and the harsh slam of a door.
Damn, in all the years he'd known her he'd never seen Elena come so close to losing it.
He was about to turn Ana in his arms and demand answers, or a good hard fucking and it was still a toss up as to which would come first, when the sound of hands clapping had him turning back to the hallway.
"Bravo, Bravo..." Jose came running out of the hallway into the Great-room, and just kept right on running, clapping the entire time. "Oh that was fabulous, just fabulous, inspired!! Hail to the Queen!" he was across the great room and out into the foyer, his voice lingering behind him, "Now, I'm just going to leave you two to your uh, occupy-ing. I have a pageant to judge. Have fun kids." and the door shut with a much softer click.
"What the hell?"
"Oh, that's right, he's got the Miss Gay Seattle Pageant, today." Ana mused.
"Kitten, would you like to explain..." his words died when her hands went to his waist, undoing his belt.
"Adonis, where are Mrs. Jones and Taylor?" In that same musing tone, not looking up.
"I don't know...ah...fuck..." her hands found his cock, sliding over him, while she got busy on his pants, "Call them, Christian. Tell them to take the morning off.." that velvet voice flowed up to him as she knelt down.
Holy Fuck!
"Ana, baby..maybe we should wait... Ah, fuck..."
She pulled his pants down and pulled him free, her soft hands stroking him, "You're beautiful." she breathed the words on him nuzzling all over him. He yanked out his phone, and somehow managed to dial, "Mrs. Jones?"
"Yes?"
"Fuck," he pressed the phone into his suit to cover his groan. Ana's wicked tongue came out and licked him right under the head. Just how the hell did she know about that spot, "Ana, baby, wait...Ah God..." his hips jumped forward, her mouth closed around the tip and sucked.
Fucking Hell she was killing him. He put the phone to his ear, rattled off words, and hoped to hell they made sense, "Mrs Jones, you and Taylor take the day off I won't be..." hell he bit down on his lip to keep from groaning out loud when her fingers got busy tickling his balls.
"Mr. Grey?" Shit, if he didn't say something, she'd come and check on him, and damn, Mrs. Jones would get a hell of a show, cause no way was he stopping this, "I don't need you, take the whole day."
"Alright," he swore he could hear laughter in the woman's voice, "Thank-you sir."
He went to disconnect but dropped the phone, "Shit, Ana!" she'd pulled from him with a sucking pop and was blowing a hot stream of air, on the tip of his dick.
"Ana, what the hell are you doing?"
"Tasting you," she licked her way from the tip to the base and back again, "Don't you like it?"
"Yes, yes..." Like it hell, he fucking loved it.
"Good, because I think this is going to take a while."
"Okay..." Yeah, she could take as long as she wanted, damn.
"Do you think maybe you should sit down."
"Uh yeah, yeah..." Not wanting to move, but knowing, one more second of her hot mouth rolling all over him, and he'd be on his ass anyway, he pulled her up off the floor and guided them both around until he was on that same corner of the couch, the one with no chocolate.
Ana knelt between his legs, ran her hands up his thighs, and blew on his aching cock again, before her wet mouth took him inside and shit, he entered heaven.
Ana
Being the Femme Fatale was just plain fun...and delicious...and empowering. Channeling her inner Marilyn was originally just to show the sleazy blond bitch there was a new bitch in town, but she decided she liked it. So she knelt between Adonis' legs and set about making him beg. Pulling just the tip of him into her mouth she rolled her tongue over him, once twice, and the third time, gave that little spot under the head a little sucking pull. Above her he groaned, his hand going to her head, to push her closer.
Oh no, uh-uh, not having it.
She released him, with a barely there kiss on the very tip, and lifted her eyes, "I don't think you should touch me while I do this."
"What?" His glazed eyes stared down at her.
"Well, I want to do this my way, and if you touch me you'll want control, so I think you should lay back and keep your arms on the sofa." She saw his dom face, she leaned forward, "Please Christian," kissing all around the head, her gaze holding his, "You said you liked it..."
"Yeah...yes..alright...aaahh God.." his head fell back, when her tongue darted out to lap at the little slit, "yeah..okay..." he stretched his arms out, his hands gripping the back of the sofa.
Smiling at her win, she reached up and grabbed his jeans and boxers, "I want these off," she breathed the words over his balls..
"Sure, sure.." he lifted his hips and as he was barefoot she had no trouble taking them off.
"You're so beautiful. She pushed his thighs apart and began kissing her way up the inside, scraping lightly with her nails, "Is this good?"
"Yes," he rasped, yes..."
"I can touch you here?" she nuzzled the crease where his thigh me his groin.
"Aah, yeah..yeah..."
"And here?" she licked her way up his obscenely sexy hip-bones...
"Yes, yes, Christ Ana...Yes," his hips arched. She kissed and nibbled her way across his abdomen right below his happy trail and nibbled all the way down to his other thigh. Then nuzzled her way back to his shaft. The texture fascinated her, so hard and yet so soft, skimming her lips around the head and down one side and them the other, still scraping her nails up and down his thighs over and over again. Opening her mouth, she lapped and tasted, not taking him inside but running all over him until he glistened in the light from her mouth and his own salty essence seeping from the tip.
"Ana, baby, take me in your mouth,"
"Not yet." she planted open mouth sucking kisses all the way down to the base and then with just her tongue followed the seem between his balls all the way behind them, tickling that spot with just the tip...
"SHIT! " his but shot up off the couch, slammed back down, "Ana, what the fuck are you doing?"
"Mmmm," she nuzzled back around and slowly made her way back to the tip, all the while her nails scraped up down and then moved lower to then inside of his thigh right were it met his ass, "I'm having fun? Am I doing it wrong?" she gave him her most wide eyed innocent look, "Should I stop?"
"No!" his voice sounded almost panicked, then she heard him take a deep breath, " No, don't stop...baby, it feels good. Take me in your mouth Ana...fuck!"
Her tongue found that little spot again. He came up off the couch. His hips pumping, "Now Ana, please baby, now..."
Oh, he said the magic word. Hiding her smile, she took him in her mouth and sucked...hard.
"Shit, yeah...ah fuck...that's it...yes..." his hips were making little pumping movements, she slid her hands under his ass, pulled him closer and slid down taking as much of him as she could, hollowing her cheeks. Above her, his breathing was nothing more than harsh panting. She pulled back circling with her tongue and down again, she felt the salt at the back of her throat, swallowed...up again almost to the tip she worked that sensitive place with little sucking licks. His hips jerked his hands came down, fisting at his side, "God, yes, Ana.. fuck...so good.."
Again she took him deep, working her tongue an the way down, sucking hard as she pulled back, again and again. Adonis hips moving faster. She took him till she felt salt on the back of her throat, swallowed, Adonis started chanting, "So good...your mouth... so hot...so sweet..." His hands came down, grabbed her head, thrusting hard, frantic, jerky movements. She pulled back, breathed through her nose, lapped at the tip and took him deep again, swallowing, sucking till her cheeks hurt.
"Shit! Ah fuck! I'm going to come." he tried to pull out, she held on, "Dammit Ana, I can't stop!"
She sucked harder...
"AWFUCKINGFUCK!" the shouts rang around the room. Adonis' launched off the couch, she held him under his ass, as he let go, shooting into her mouth and down her throat, his shouts turning to low guttural groans She swallowed and swallowed again. Taking it all, until he collapsed, slumping back on the couch.
Christian
Holy Mother Fucking Hell, what the fuck was that? He lay like a limp rag on the couch, his eyes raking over Ana, like he was seeing her for the first time. She was still kneeling between his legs, her hair brushing his thighs, her skin glowing. Planting little kisses along his hip bones. Damn, he'd be hard again in under thirty seconds if she kept that up, and as hard as he'd come that shouldn't be possible. The rest of his body was limp, but his cock was already jumping to back to life. Shit, she was dangerous, and damn, his shirt had never looked so good. He'd never be able to wear it again, he'd be stone hard before he got his arms in the sleeves. Well, she could have it. She'd said he could tell her what to wear. His shirts, and nothing else. Yeah, that was a rule.
.