Page 42 of By Your Side

“Stop, fuck, stop…” Lance finally cries out, halting me in my tracks. For one heart stopping moment, I’m afraid that I’ve been doing it wrong, that he isn’t enjoying himself as much as I might have imagined. I definitely had my confidence dented in the bedroom when it came to Dante and it’s hard for me to not drop in to that once more. I might have had closure, but not totally. Not enough just yet. That will come though, I’m sure.

“What’s wrong.” I scoot back along the floor and stare up at him curiously. “Did I do it wrong?”

“No, it was good,” he chuckles weakly. “Too good. I was about to lose my shit there…”

I lightly brush my fingers to my neck, almost as if I can feel his seed sliding down my throat already. He didn’t erupt between my lips like I thought he might which is a little disappointed, but the pulsing between my thighs would never forgive me if I didn’t explore the incredible feeling of him inside of me anyway.

“So, where do you want me now?” I ask him coyly. “What are you going to do to me?”

He leans down and takes my hands in his before pulling me to my feet. His lips lightly brush against mine causing my heart to flutter violently in my chest. Then just as I rise to my tip toes to deepen the kiss, he starts to gently peel my clothing off piece by piece. He treats me carefully, like I’m precious, which is so romantic it hurts. But combined with the flames dancing behind his eyes, the passion over comes me as well.

“You really are the love of my life,” Lance tells me with utter confidence. “Honestly, Millie.”

I want to tell him the same thing, but the words are stripped from my lungs by Lance’s lips running all over my throat. He kisses and licks, sucking the hyper sensitive parts of my skin until I’m seeing stars, until any rational thoughts have switched off in my brain and I’m a slave to the sensations crashing through me instead.

Once naked, he places me on the bed and lies me backwards, the love shining in his eyes as he stares at me, drinking in absolutely every inch of my body as he does. I arch my back with need, my hips flip up towards him. I can’t wait for him to join me now, but I’m also loving his eyes drinking me in. it feels good to be really seen like this, to have someone truly care about me like he does.

“Come here.” I grab his shoulders and pull him down to kiss me. “I love you too. I need you so badly.”

Once he has surrendered his body to the bed with me, I take him in my arms and use every scrap of strength that I have to roll him on to his back so I’m on top and straddling him, taking the control once more. Lance clearly loves this as he immediately takes my breasts between his fingers and he tugs my nipples in to his mouth.

“Holy hell,” I pant as my whole-body tingles. “Fucking hell, Lance, I need you inside of me now.”

I press my hand to his chest while I lift my ass up to angle myself over him. Lance watches me in absolute amazement as I take him inside of me, as I slide down on to his length and ride his delicious cock. His hands remain clinging to my breasts as I ride him, at least for the first few thrusts, but it isn’t long before the passion gets the better of him and he pushes up in to a sitting position so we rock back and forth together.

“Oh God,” I groan as each thrust hits me in all the right spots. “Oh, Lance, you are incredible.”

The emotion gets the better of me, I think that there might be tears streaming down my cheeks as I take his face in my hands and I kiss him gently. As the pressure of pleasure builds, my tongue finds its way in to his mouth, and I scream so loudly that it vibrates in his chest, not that Lance seems to mind at all.

Eventually we erupt at the same time, we explode together, clinging desperately to one another as we do. The intensity if the orgasm as it races through my body is damn near overwhelming. I can hardly hold myself together through it. Luckily, Lance is holding on to me, keeping me in one piece the whole time. He knows that I need him and he’s silently just being there for me, like he has been the whole time. This is why he is my perfect man.

“Wow, that was something else,” I gasp as we collapse on the bed together in the hazy wonderous post orgasmic bliss. “You really are special, aren’t you, Lance Wilson?”

---