Page 93 of See You Soon
Our baby he knows nothing about. My maternal instincts go on high alert, and I have to do something before we keep going like this. I can’t afford him to bruise me all over again like the first few times he fucked me into his submissive lover.
“Danny.” I let out a shaky breath, begging him to listen.
His hand goes to my throat and he tightens his grip on the right side of my neck rubbing his thumb across my collarbone.
“Hmm?” Danny hums through gritted teeth, arching his brow.
“I’m in the mood for something more…” I grabbed his thumb, pulling it into my mouth and sucking hard. It sends a deep low growl rumbling through Danny’s chest.
“Vanilla.”
Danny pulls his thumb out of my mouth, forcefully. He looks disappointed and I’m starting to panic.
“I’m not a vanilla man, Cherry. When I fuck you, it’s to break you.” He pauses and looks straight into my soul through my brown eyes.
“Then, I mold you back into place when I’m making you come.” He growls, grabbing my hair, and pulling it into his palm. I wince.
“When I’m fucking you, I send you into a place you don’t ever want to come back from, and then when I’m ready,” he pulls my hair again and I gasp.
“When I’m done imprinting myself on your body, is when I allow you to finish.” He argues.
I bite my lip and I so badly want to let him devour me like he truly wants in his own sadistic ways…
But I can’t.
“Just tonight?” I beg, stalling.
He bites down on his gritted teeth, off and on.
“Is that what you want?” He asks, letting me go, and instead, he begins to caress my cheek, as he starts to back away giving me space and I’m craving for him to come close again.
I nod. My eyes squint at his beautiful ocean eyes.
“Then that’s what you’ll get.” He picks me up in one swift movement. I hook one of my arms as he takes up the upstairs, he's ravenous against my mouth. Our kisses are full of passion as he holds me close to his chest. His arms are under my thighs as we breathe each other's oxygen. He carries my body so easily up to his bedroom as I lose myself completely as we kiss.
This was probably his version of vanilla.
It doesn’t take long before we’re in his bedroom. The same bed I fell asleep in by myself when he pulled away from me on our first date. He leans down slowly so I'm on my feet again.
He turns on his lamp when we get to one side of the bed. The light from the lamp illuminated his bed, revealing different shades of black and dark grey sheets.
Danny’s silent as he begins to undress himself. His eyes never leave my body. I sit on the edge of his bed, letting my ass collide with it. My breasts bounce with gravity and the sight makes Danny stiffen.
Danny grabs the opening of his shirt where the tie used to be and rips it open with ease, causing the buttons to dislodge from his shirt and it hits the ground fast, as he watches my breasts the entire time. I suck in a breath, watching his ripped shirt get thrown to the floor. He tore his shirt so easily, as if it was made out of thin paper.
I watch his muscular chest move up and down as he breathes, desperate to have his cock inside of me. The sand clock tattoo written with words in Latin, intrigued me once again and I can't remember what they mean or say. He did tell me but I don't recall, I had fallen asleep before I got a chance to hear it.
I can see the beautifully detailed Angels and Demons sleeve tattoo on his arm, veins from his forearm coming out. The lighting from the lamp was just enough to see them. He turns around, his back toward me and I bite my lip watching him. He sways his shoulders back and I can hear the bones in his spine crack. He throws his phone and pack of smokes onto his nightstand.
His massive ghostly, Grim Reaper tattoo stares back at me as always. Tt's terrifyingly detailed. It looks so real. The longer I stare at it, the more anxious I get. Every time I look at it, it sends shivers down my spine. This is getting ridiculous, how can I be so afraid of a tattoo?It's silly.
The gaping wound I helped stitch up when I was in Iraq is just another scar. It healed so well I can barely see it now and my heart flutters knowing I helped him recover.
I lean on my elbow, half of my body laying down. He turns back around facing me and he smirks. He pulls down his pants, kicking off his socks.
His large cock springs free. My eyes widen and fear bellows inside of me. This is a sight of him I will never get used to. His Long. Thick. Mouthwatering cock is rock hard and ready to destroy me.
The veins on his dick send me licking my lips. I miss the way he tastes. I miss the way he had me choking on his dick with no remorse on the helicopter.
