Page 49 of Always Been You

“Oooh the middle name. Sorry, Daddy.” I giggle and he takes a deep breath and lets it out through his nose before running his tongue over his teeth.

“You can’t manipulate me into getting what you want.”

“I can’t? Huh, that’s news to me.” I am well aware that his cock is hard at this point and based on the death grip he has around my left hand, he knows what I’m planning to do if he lets it go.

The idea of toying with James comes to me in the shower and a smirk finds my face at the idea of breaking him of this ‘I don’t want to fool around until later tonight’ idea. We have several hours until dinner; I came back to the city early for this reason exactly. I turn off the water and step out of the shower into the steam filled bathroom. I dry myself off completely, before moisturizing every inch of my body with my lavender scented body lotion. I spritz on some perfume in a few places; behind my ears, my wrists, my neck and between my breasts and my sex throbs with need at the thought of his mouth on those places.

I pull off the shower cap and pull my hair from the loose ponytail I’d put it in to keep it from getting wet before opening the door into the bedroom that I now share with James. I frown when I don’t see him on the bed where I left him and I wonder if he is somewhere hiding from me for this very reason.

I’m naked and I’m about to practice my art of seduction.

I make my way out of the bedroom and I hear the television on in the living room so I take a deep breath and make my way to the kitchen under the guise of getting some water. I don’t even look in his direction as I walk past him sitting on the couch watching Shawshank Redemption for probably the millionth time. I open the refrigerator, not paying attention to James or the fact that he must have paused or muted the television because I don’t hear anything. I grab a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and when I close the door James is on the other side, his eyes narrowed as he scans me from head to toe.

“What are you doing?” He bites his lip as his eyes zero in on the space between my legs that is getting slicker as his gaze darkens.

“Getting some water.” I say with as much confidence as I can muster.

He leans down so his face is but an inch from mine. “That’s not what you’re doing.”

I hold up the bottle of water in between our faces. “Seems like it is,” I sass.

“You’re trying to seduce me.” He tells me as he takes a step towards me and on instinct, I try to take a step back. He grabs me by my wrists to prevent me from moving before he hauls me to his chest. His nose trails down my face and neck and he places a hot open mouthed kiss on my shoulder. “You thought you could walk in here naked, fresh from the shower, your skin smelling like that lotion that makes me hard with just a whiff and think I’ll just drop to my knees in front of you, didn’t you, Princess? You thought you could break me when I told you I wanted to wait.” His voice is low but even and it sends a shiver across my naked flesh. I suddenly wish I wasn’t completely naked and had some layer of protection because I feel vulnerable under his gaze especially while he is completely clothed.

“James.” I whimper as I try to get out of his grasp. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea.

“You wanted a reaction out of me.” He backs me against the counter and spins me around pressing me down onto the counter. I hiss when my bare breasts hit the naked marble and I whimper when he digs his erection into my backside. “Should I fuck your ass for my pleasure and not yours?”

I clench as my body rejects the idea of not having an orgasm even if the idea of having him in my ass does turn me on. It does also terrify me because I’ve heard horror stories about a woman’s first time but I know he’d never do anything to hurt me. His hands grip my ass cheeks, his nails digging almost painfully into the flesh. He spreads them and then I feel his breath on my skin, before his mouth places gentle kisses along my backside. He spreads my cheeks even further opening me up to him and I feel my skin heating at the idea of being so exposed to him. His finger rubs against my asshole and my mouth drops open at the kinkiness of this whole situation.

“I wanted to wait because I knew if I fucked you now, we’d never leave. But now you’re standing in front of me fucking naked and all I want to do is impale you on my cock. Force my dick so far down your throat you feel it in your pussy. Put my mouth between your legs and feast on you until you beg me to stop. I wanted to wait. I was trying to control myself when all I’ve wanted to do since I picked you up at the train station is bend you over and fuck you mercilessly.” His finger is still in my ass and I can feel myself getting wetter after his sinful monologue when I feel his finger leave and his tongue on my sex. He’s eating me from behind; his thick tongue rubbing my clit before dipping inside me and spearing my open every few seconds.

“James.” I whine. “Fuck.” I press my face against the counter and squeeze my eyes shut as he continues to fuck me from behind with his mouth. My orgasm is approaching fast and a smile finds my face that I’m getting exactly what I wanted and my plan worked perfectly when suddenly his tongue leaves me and he stands up. My eyes fly open at the loss of stimulation on my clit and before I can turn around, he leans over me and whispers in my ear. “Now we are both horny as fuck. Now you’re wet and needy and I get to watch you squirm all through dinner wanting me between your legs.”

“Wha—what?”

“I’m going to go take a shower,” he leans down and presses a hot open mouthed kiss to the base of my throat before running my tongue up the flesh. “Don’t touch that pretty pussy.”

I’m slammed up against the wall of the elevator and my legs immediately move around his waist, sending my short skin tight sparkly gold dress that I’d worn to dinner up around my waist. Lips find my neck and his tongue darts out to lick the skin between my breasts. He drags it up my chest and neck and to my mouth where our tongues meet. We indulged in far too many glasses of champagne and we’re teetering on the edge of drunk. Well, he’s teetering, I’m already there. James’ hands reach under my dress, tearing my underwear from my body and letting the lace fall to the ground in shreds. His hand replaces the material as he cups my sex possessively and lets his fingers drag through my slit.

“Fuck.”My eyes roll back as the feeling of his hand between my legs takes over.

“Oh, that’s what we’re going to be doing for the rest of the night. Believe me.” He grunts in my ear as he rocks his cock against me. “You looked so fucking sinful in this dress, Gabrielle.”

My dress comes to my knees and has a sweetheart neckline that gives me cleavage that James couldn’t drag his gaze away from all night. He pulls my breast from the cup and runs his tongue over my nipple and the pierce of his stubble causes a flutter between my legs, just as the elevator dings letting us know we’re on his floor. He lets my nipple go with a pop and we stumble down the hall, a mess of lips and hands and whispered vows of devotion. By the time we’re in his apartment, we don’t even make it to his room before he’s inside of me as both of us are desperate from the intimacy we’ve been denied all day. My coat isn’t even off before my dress is raised up around my waist and his cock is pushing through my folds as he fucks me from behind. I grip the arm of the couch for leverage, pressing my chest into the material as he fucks me wildly. “Oh my God,” I whimper as my eyes flutter shut. His hips bang into my ass almost painfully with the force in which he fucks me but the pleasure is much more intense. From the back of my neck all the way to the tips of my toes, my skin prickles with anticipation of coming and I know this climax is going to be just as powerful as the others.

“Baby, fuck I’m going to come.” He growls from behind me. “How close are you?”

“So close,” I tell him before biting down on my bottom lip. My hands curl into fists and my nails dig into my palms so hard I know there will be indents left in their wake.

“Get fucking there,” he commands with a loud smack on my behind which bounces off the walls of the quiet room. “Do what you have to do to make that slick cunt come all over my cock.” One hand reaches around me, and with one swipe over my clit I cry out and my orgasm takes me over. “There it is. Thank fuck.” He lets out a guttural groan and I feel him expand inside of me and then what I assume to be ropes of cum shooting inside. I gasp as my own orgasm begins and makes me feel like I’m floating. I’m light headed, my legs are weak, and I feel like I can’t get enough air into my lungs. The space between my legs hums with pleasure as I come down from the high of my orgasm and when I squeeze the last bit out of James’ cock, he lowers himself onto my back. He doesn’t put all his weight there but enough that he pushes my hair to the side and presses a kiss to my neck before peppering multiple kisses across my shoulders.

“I’ll never have my fill of you.” His words cut through the silence as he slips out of me. “This. Us. It’s going to be a long fucking road, Gab. But I’m not giving you up ever.”

“You and me,” I murmur.

“Forever,” he replies.

We spend the rest of the night in his bed making up for the past four days. He spends most of that time with his head between my thighs, and it isn’t until around three in the morning that we finally drift off to sleep, both of us sated and happy to be going into the New Year together.

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