Page 41 of Fated for his Flame

Dropping to his knees, he buried his face between my legs. “Time to finish what I started,” he growled, the deep guttural noise rumbling through the entire house. “I’ve been thinking about getting my hands on your naked body all day.”

I moaned as his tongue caressed the folds of my pussy, teasing the outsides, building the heat inside me, while his fingers held onto my waist, easily keeping me atop my precarious perch as my legs hung over his big, broad shoulders.

“Fuck yes!” I cried when he finally touched my clit after minutes of teasing everywhere but. Instinctively, I tried to grind my hips toward his face, but doing so nearly sent me toppling over the back of the couch.

Silas tightened his grip, looking up from between my legs, his gray-blue eyes dancing with humor. “Just stay still and let me pleasure you,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir,” I said playfully, my eyes already rolling back into my head as his tongue slid from top to bottom and back, hitting every nerve ending and sending wave after wave of pleasure sparking out from between my legs.

Moments later, I was grabbing his hand, fingers threading deep into his hair as I came hard all over his face. He just lapped it up eagerly, growling and making pleased noises the entire time.

“I can’t balance anymore,” I said, my body control weakened by the orgasm.

“That’s fine.” Without waiting for more, he picked me back up, walked around the couch, and flipped me over like I was a piece of furniture, setting me down on my knees facing away from him. “This will do just fine.”

With one of his huge hands pulling my ass cheek wide, he licked his fingers and spread the spit over the tip of his cock until it glistened. Then he lined himself up with my pussy and, at my eager, impatient nod, pushed inside me.

“Oh, fuck,” I cried, burying my face in the soft fabric of his couch. It was bigger than I’d been ready for.

Silas waited like that, both hands now gripping my ass, even giving it a light smack, while I took several deep breaths, giving my body time to adjust to the incredible sensation of his cock.

“Ready?” he asked eventually.

I nodded eagerly, even pushing my ass slightly back toward him. Beyond the challenge of taking his huge dick was the incredible feeling of being absolutely full. Nothing compared to it, and Silas took it to a whole new level.

Grabbing my waist, he took control. Pushing in, withdrawing, and then sliding deeper. My face was buried in the couch the entire time, my hands trembling as he put inch after inch inside me.

And then, without warning, he slid the rest of the way, his hips pressing into my ass cheeks. I came hard, instantly, my body convulsing as I cried out at the unexpected orgasm that tore its way through me as it exploded out from between my legs.

Silas grunted, and I felt him twitch.

“Not inside me,” I managed to get out.

With a wordless grunt of agreement, he withdrew. I thought he was going to pull out and coat my ass. So, when he slid back in, I nearly blacked out. He didn’t stop there. Building up speed, he fucked me harder. My body shook with each impact. Every thrust prompted new moans and cries that must have been heard by all the neighbors. I was screaming in mind-melting exquisite agony as he took me.

It was incredible.

“Fuck,” he groaned some point down the line, while I was on my back and he was crouched over the edge of the couch. “I’m going to come.”

Without thinking, I pushed him back and slid to the floor, taking his shaft in my hand, using my own wetness to stroke him, while also popping the tip inside my mouth.

Silas’ eyes went wide, and a split second later, his balls tightened, and he unloaded a torrent of hot cum between my waiting lips. I continued to jerk his shaft, staring up at him, feeling cute and hot and slutty all at the same time as he filled my mouth with salty seed.

Then I swallowed in one smooth motion, and his eyes nearly bugged out of his head.

“That was fucking hot,” he groaned, stepping back before joining me as we flopped onto the floor, breathing hard.

After a moment, I curled up against him. He extended an arm, and I rested my head on him.

Just then, everything was wonderful, and I had no worries. My eyelids drooped.

Stifling a yawn as the warmth of endorphins filled my mind and body, I snuggled in tighter against Silas, feeling the still-thundering beat of his heart against his chest. His lungs rose and fell, and I went along for the ride, sinking deeper into the heat he exuded. Basking in it. Learning to live in it.

A soft tuft of chest hair twirled and uncurled as I rolled a finger through it idly. There were few thoughts in my mind, only the dull pulse between my legs that was a reminder of the activity we’d just done.

Silas, meanwhile, lay naked and spread-eagled. His cock, still somewhat stiff, was flat against his pubic bone and pointed up toward his stomach. I watched as a drip of cum pooled at the tip.

Feeling playful, I reached out a finger and wiped it the cum spot, licking my finger clean. He growled, and his cock twitched.

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