Page 109 of Dreadful
She giggles. “Thatwastaking care of me.”
I shake my head. “There’s more to pleasing my woman than just making her come.”
“Well, let me just say that orgasms are agreatstart.”
“So is this. Here, straddle me, please.” I scoot out from underneath her and sit back against my ebony headboard.
“‘Please,’ hmm? After all the begging I did last night, it’s nice to hear that word come from your lips for a change.”
I huff a laugh and help her as she gets to her knees to climb on top of me. The dim light through my window highlights a shadowy stripe across her upper thigh. I instantly grip her hips to stop her from moving so I can get a better look.
“Sev?”
Desire ignites in my veins at the three light rose bruises just below the crest of her ass. My cock jolts as my hand reverently grazes the marks I left.
“Fuck, would you look at that…”
I keep my hold on her and turn on the lamp on my bedside table. The light reveals the mirror over my dresser, where it illuminates Tallie’s bruises perfectly. She twists in my grip, and her lips part in awe at her reflection.
She loves my marks as much as I do.
We can’t take our eyes off of her body as she lifts her leg to straddle me. But when her arousal drips onto my cock, my attention snaps to her glistening cunt settling over my hardening shaft. My hips buck underneath her, sliding along her opening, and she moans lightly. Her nails lightly graze my pecs before she gasps.
“Look at yours.”
My gaze drags away from the goddess in front of me to see the dark purple stripe on my lower pec. The pride and hunger in her expression send a zing of pleasure down my spine.
“Goddamn, if you look at me like that, I’ll never be able to focus long enough for aftercare.” I brush my thumb over her bottom lip.
Her gaze darts to my mouth. “If you’re trying to get me to stop, Sev, this isn’t the way to do it.”
“Fuck.” I swipe my face and shake my head. “No. Not yet. I need to do this first.”
She pouts, but I ignore the temptation to kiss her again and open the drawer in my bedside table. I grab the tube I need and squeeze a generous amount into my palm. I’m using way more than I ever do on my own bruises, but I’ll buy this by the pallet if she likes my cane as much as I think she does.
“What’s that?”
“This…” I set the tube aside and rub my hands together. “Is Arnica cream. Grab the headboard,dolcezza.”
Her anticipation radiates like an aura as she obeys me. Thanks to the new position, her breasts fill my vision, and my mouth waters to taste them. I resist the urge for now and lift her hips with my fingertips. The cool air that wafts over my drenched cock feels icy cold compared to her warmth, but the small gap between us gives me just enough room to gently smooth the pain relief cream over her ass and thighs.
“This should help with the pain.”
“Will it, um, make the bruises go away?”
Disappointment tinges her voice, making my cock twitch underneath her again.
“It could…at least until the next time we do this.” I massage her a little more forcefully, making her moan. “Do you like my marks on you,dolcezza? Do you like feeling what I did to you every time you move?”
Her eyes close, and her hips begin to tilt back and forth in my hands. “Mhmm.”
“Every time you feel these bruises, you’ll remember I’m the one who made you come when I gave them to you. You’ll be sore for me here.” I dig my fingers into her upper thighs and raise her higher. “And you’ll ache for me…” I line my cock up with her entrance. “Here.”
She sinks down my length, and her gasp of pleasure steals the breath from my lungs. When she slowly begins to ride me, her eyes close and her head tilts back in euphoria. I settle against my headboard so I can watch my goddess move as I roll my hips up to meet her. She moans low, making my cock jump inside her.
“God,Sev, why does this feel so good?”
I lean forward and whisper against her lips. “Because this is what it feels like to let me take care of you. Now we’re both finally getting what we want. What we deserve.”
