Page 50 of The Bones We Break
Entering the dimly lit bedroom, I find her perched in the middle of the bed, her legs extended out in front of her. Fuck she looked incredible in my tshirt, but I wanted, no, I needed to see her completely bare for me. I began to step towards the bed until she put her hand out in front of her to stop me. Tipping my head I squint my eyes at her. “I want to try something that I read in a book, if.. If you’re willing to hand the reins over to me for a moment.” Her voice is quiet and shy as she speaks. “If you want me on my knees baby, all you have to do is ask.” Her skin flushes and I’m beginning to think that’s exactly what she wants and I’ll happily give that to her, but she has to be the one to ask me first.
Ana shuffles to the end of the bed before standing in front of me. My chest rises and falls at the sight of her, my frame towering over her small one as she places her hand flat on my abdomen, the muscles tensing underneath her gentle touch. Steadily, she begins to circle around me like a predator, her hand never leaving my body. The touch alone has me breathing heavily, my fists clenching at my sides.
“I’ve had everything taken away from me by force, Dean.”Her voice spins around me as she continues her slow circle around my body. “My body has never truly belonged to me.. Until now, until you.” My jaw aches as I grit my teeth to a fine powder, the images flash behind my eyes of her being forced, tortured and abused. She circles back around until she’s facing me again, now with both of her hands on my stomach.
“What do you want from me mama, tell me and I’ll give it to you.” I break the moment of silence, a small plea in my voice. “I want to take that control back.” She says with pure confidence, a fire burning brightly in her eyes and if I wasn’t already rock hard for her, there’s nothing that would stop it now. She tips her chin up at me, her thick luscious hair falling over her shoulders.
“Then control me, pretty girl. I’m yours and only yours.” I say breathlessly. The tension is electric between us as she slides her palms up underneath my shirt, the heat of her skin leaves a trail of fire in their wake and I inwardly groan at the sensation. “Take this off, I want to see you.” She tugs at the fabric and I immediately follow her command by pulling the shirt over my head and throwing it to the floor. Ana’s soft hands begin their exploration again, grazing over my abs, my chest, my shoulders and all the way down to my hands, there isn’t an inch of skin on my upper body that hasn’t been touched by her delicate hands. She stands on her toes and places a soft kiss right in the centre of my chest above the tattoo of a caged bird. Squeezing my eyes shut, I inhale sharply at the simple kiss, her perfect lips whisper over my skin, the warm wetness of her tongue tracing delicately over the ink.
“Fuck.. baby.” I groan out and I feel her grin against my skin. “Do you like that?” She whispers, her ocean eyes looking up at me through her thick lashes. “Yes.” I grit out, tension coiling in my stomach like a spring that’s been turned too tightly.
She giggles. She fucking giggles and I fight against everythought that’s telling me to take over the control, to have her begging me instead. I can be patient. I can be a good boy for her. The term shocks me, but I’m not upset by it either. If my woman wants worshipping at her feet, then that’s exactly where I’ll fall. Ana begins to circle me again, leaving hot, wet kisses over my skin and I groan, an animalistic noise leaving my throat as she comes to my front again. My hard cock is tenting in my sports shorts, the fabric tightening over the thick length as her nails scratch down my stomach until she’s toying with the waistband. The tightness in my throat has me clenching my molars, her hands are so fucking close to where I want them and I try to nudge my hips towards her but she pulls back, sexual frustration firing through my bloodstream. “You’ll be patient, won’t you?” She teases, her big doe eyes looking up at me as her fingers slip back inside the waistband. “I’ll.. I’ll be patient.” I breathe out, desperately wanting her to touch me. My nails dig into my palms creating little half moon indentations at the pressure, the veins bulging under my skin over my hands and forearms.
“Good boy.” She coos out and I fucking whimper, draggin my bottom lip between my teeth, biting hard at the soft flesh. Her hands dip lower into my shorts and my body tenses and spasms until the pads of her fingers brush over my cock. “Fuckkk..Please,don’t tease me like this.” I beg, my voice completely unrecognisable. She flicks her hair over her shoulder like a wicked siren, threatening to drown me in her waters, her pink tongue running over the soft skin of her lips that I’m desperate for another taste of. Ana begins to lower herself to her knees and my heart picks up speed, practically bouncing around in my chest cavity, and my throat instantly dries at the sight of her. She may be the one on her knees before me, but it’s her who holds all the control. She tugs at the waistband of my shortsuntil they fall down my thighs, my thick heavy cock springing free in front of her. Ana licks her lips like a starved woman at the glistening pre cum that’s beading at the tip, her eyes bouncing between my face and my dick. She rakes her nails up my thighs and I shudder at the tingling sensation until she gently wraps her hands around my solid cock.
“Oh, fuck, please baby.” I moan and plead as she begins to pump me slowly in her warm hands and my hips involuntary pushing into her hands, needing the friction. “Is this okay?” She asks so fucking innocently, so fucking perfectly. “Shit.. yes. It’s more than okay baby, please don’t stop.” I don’t even recognise myself at this moment but I know for certain that she’s definitely unlocked a new kink in me. She begins to pick up speed, her hands creating the perfect rhythm and my head falls forward, my chin hitting my chest. Heavy, deep groans leave my throat at the pleasure she’s bringing me. My heavy eyelids close for a moment and I’m quickly brought back to the erotic moment by Ana’s warm, wet tongue circling the tip of my cock as she looks up at me through her thick lashes. My hands itch to grab a hold of her thick hair and fuck her face.
“Oh.. Fuck me.” I grit through my teeth, the swirling sensation of her tongue over my sensitive skin sends a blaze of heat over my already burning skin, it’s taking everything I have to be good for her. “Don’t.. Don’t tease me like this pretty girl, put me in your fucking mouth, I’m begging you.” I feel like hot steam is about to fire out of my ears and nose with how pent up I’m feeling, my voice is dark and deep as I beg her. I’ve never begged anyone in my life but for her, I’d beg and plead for the rest of my life. Finally, her plump lips enclose around the tip of my cock as she sucks me into her mouth, taking every single inch like the good fucking girl she is. My chest heaves as I groan into the palms of my hands.
If this is heaven. Please, let me stay here.
The wetness of her mouth has me sliding in and out with ease, her tongue swirling like she’s sucking a lollipop, her moans vibrate in her throat and I jerk at the sensation. Letting go of my control, I give into my urges and twist my hands into her midnight locks, wrapping the strands tightly around my fist as she sucks me deep into her throat, the muscles contract around my length causing me to buck my hips, and a pool of saliva begins to seep from the corners of her mouth before running down her chin, joining the hot tears that are spilling from her eyes. Fuck, she has me right on the edge, I can feel it building, my stomach muscles beginning to tighten as she pushes me further and further to edge. I’m right there.. When, what? She slips me out of her mouth with an audible pop.
“Wait, Nono no.. pleasebaby. Don’t fucking leave me hanging like this.” I beg, the words firing out of my mouth at speed. A devilish smirk spreads across her face as she rises from her knees to sit back down in the middle of the bed, her hands placed behind her as she spreads her legs in front of me, her perfect pussy is soaking wet, the evidence of her arousal is slick between her thighs.
“Don’t think I’m done with you yet Mr Sinclair.” The way she speaks has me starved for her, her smooth tone washing over me. “I want you to eat my pussy like it’s your last meal.”Fuck me.I all but speed towards her but she stops me in my tracks again, her hand extended outwards. “Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast.” She coos and my eyes burn holes into her as she has me hanging on by a thread, dangling herself in front of me. My cock aches for her, I’ve never been edged so much in my life.
“On your knees.” She commands, with speed I drop to my knees at the end of the bed, the plush carpet softening the blow. “You’re such a good boy for me, Dean.” She praises, a whimperleaves my throat and my eyelids snap shut for a split second to give myself a moment before I throw all caution to the wind and fuck her senseless. “Do you want me, Dean?” Her innocent voice splits through my lust filled haze, my eyes instantly snap to her face.
“You have no fucking idea how much I want you, baby. I’m desperate for you. You’ve left me starving and now I’m more than ready to eat.Please. Let me have you.”
My eyes never leave her perfect face as I show her how much I mean those exact words.
“Then crawl to me.”
I think I’m in love, in fact, I know wholeheartedly that I’m in love with this woman that I’d just about do anything she’d ask of me. I begin to crawl towards her like a predator ready to claim its prey, until her knees bracket my arms, her glistening pussy inches from my face. I could drop down and take her in my mouth in a matter of seconds. Her eyes shine, her face so full of heated lust, and I lean over her, causing her to dip backwards onto her elbows, my heavy cock brushing against her open cunt and she shivers at the contact. Leaning closer, I bring my face inches from hers, her crystal blues never straying from me.
“I’ve been a good boy for you pretty girl, now you better be a good fucking girl for me.” Her mouth parts as she wets her lips with her tongue, my eyes following her every move. Sitting back onto my knees I palm my cock and hiss through my teeth at the contact, slowly stroking myself.
“Take it off mama, let me see you.” I say, tipping my chin to my shirt that she’s still wearing. Her hands tremble and her chest heaves as she slowly begins to lift the material, inch by inch she reveals herself to me. The softness of her hips, the dips of her waist that I desperately want to see my cumspilling over until her perky breasts fall free from the shirt, her nipples are hard and ready to be bitten and teased. Ana slips the shirt over her head and leans back onto her arms again, her obsidian waves splaying across her shoulders, the tips grazing her stomach. She looks ethereal, like a goddess and I am just a mere mortal in her presence. Tightening my grip I let my gaze wander lazily over her body, snapping mental pictures of her, committing the perfect imperfections of her skin, the scars and marks that decorate her creamy skin tell a lifetime of stories, maybe some good ones but definitely the bad ones too. I note a couple of faint scars on her knees, the skin white and aged, perhaps from a childhood accident or a drunken fall with her friends. The thought makes me smile at her.
“You’re smiling. Why are you smiling at me?” She asks, a slight nervousness to her tone. “I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you.” The usual pink flush when she’s nervous or shy covers her neck and cheeks, turning her face a lovely shade of rose. Ana reminds me of roses, beautiful but oh so deadly, thorns and all. Her eyes bounce around my face as she pulls her bottom lip in between her teeth, I swiftly lean forward again to snatch the soft flesh between my own, nibbling the tender skin until the taste of copper blooms on my tongue, then suck it into my mouth to ease the sting as she wraps her arms around my shoulders, her strong legs bracketing my hips to pull me closer to her. My cock slips in between her soft folds, the tip brushing against her sensitive clit, and she moans into my mouth at the friction as our tongues tangle together. Ana brings her hand to the back of my head and weaves her fingers into the strands, running her nails against my scalp, and I groan into her mouth, softly beginning to grind against her pussy, her slick arousal coating the underside of my cock.
Pulling her arms from around my shoulders I grip her wristsin both hands and push them above her head, pinning her in place as I gingerly run my lips over her skin, down the slope of her delicate throat to the dips in her collarbone, across her chest until I’m hovering my mouth over her taut nipples, the warmness of my breath dancing across the pink flesh. Goosebumps swarm over her skin and I can’t stop the grin that spreads across my face. “You cold baby?” I murmur against her breasts before closing my lips around her nipple, carefully swirling my tongue in circles, her back arches from the bed causing her to push her tits further into my face. Her mouth parts, a breathy moan slipping free as I bring my other hand up between us to palm her other breast, cupping and kneading the soft flesh, my thumb brushing over her stiff peaks, the overload of sensations has her body wracking with tremors under my hands and mouth.
“Dean.. please.” She pants, her chest rising and falling. “Please what baby, what do you need from me?” I taunt, bringing my mouth to her other nipple, giving it the same attention. Her hips rise from the bed and I know her pussy is aching for friction.
“Touch me, please, I need you.” She begs so sweetly. Loosening my fingers, I release her wrists and run my hands down her stomach before wrapping my hands around her hips, taking a handful of her plump skin in my palms as I plant hot kisses over the expanse of her lower belly, my beard grazing against her pubic bone. Her sweet vanilla scent invades my nose and I groan against her skin, like a vampire smelling their first hint of blood.
I’m obsessed. I’m addicted and I’ll never get enough of her.
“I want more.” She mewls and pushes her pussy up towards my face, my mouth inches away from her soaking cunt. “You’re so desperate for it aren’t you mama, you’re so fucking desperateto have my tongue inside your cunt.” My voice is laced with degradation but I know she loves it, she’s ready to lap up my every word. “Yes.Yessss.” She whimpers, her fingers clawing at the bed sheets like a possessed woman. “You’re such a good girl for me baby.” I praise and circle her clit, coating her pussy in her wetness then I slip two fingers inside, her walls clenching around my digits, then quickly dropping my mouth to her pussy, I suck her clit into my mouth, her juices exploding over my tongue.
“Oh. Fuck. Dean!” Her hips lift again as she cries out my name whilst lacing her fingers into the back of my hair and tugging at the root. I pump my fingers in and out of her, slowly picking up the pace as I eat her cunt like it’s the last meal I’ll ever have. Her body shakes and trembles under my touch, her thighs close in around my head, practically suffocating me against her sopping pussy but what she doesn’t realise is that I would happily die between her thick thighs. Inhaling her rich scent, I come up for air as shakes wrack over her entire body, my fingers pumping faster and curling up into her g-spot, my fingertips pressing against the spongy flesh.
“You gonna’ come for me, pretty girl?” I taunt, my tongue flicking over her clit. “Yes. Yes. I’m.. coming! Please don’t stop!” She cries and begs and I push my hand down onto her lower stomach. Immediately, wetness coats the sheets underneath her as I ruthlessly fuck her with my fingers until her walls unclench from around my fingers, her breathing slowing to a steady rhythm. Her chin drops to her chest as she looks down at me between her legs, my chin and beard soaked from her cunt. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” She brings her palms to cover her face in embarrassment and I crawl up her body, my still hard cock slipping between her pulsing lips, the friction has her tensing underneath me as I pull her hands away from her face.
“What are you apologising for, baby?” I pepper her face in kisses and grind against her core. She tries to reply, her mouth parting as I tease her entrance with the tip of my cock, her legs falling opening of their own accord.
