Page 57 of Second Chance at Love (Chance At Love Duet 1)

Kristoff was playing with my hair behind the chair, gently caressing my skin and it was turning me on. Betty and Rick were discussing caterers and Kristoff took opportunity to whisper so only I would hear it, “I want you so fucking much right now.” Feeling his hot breath on my skin turned me on even more. I should put some distance between us but my body leaned in slightly closer to him on its own accord. This man had a power over me like nobody ever before.

I want him damn it,I thought to myself.I should be able to get what I want once in a while, right?

“Rick,” I interrupted their discussion. “Would you mind keeping an eye out on the girls… just for a few minutes? I was hoping to show Kristoff your guest room. He was talking about decorating and I thought the paint color you used in there, might be a good one for his guest room.”

I glanced at Kristoff and his face did not show any surprise at my statement.

“Of course,” Betty answered quickly in Rick’s stead. “If you like it, I can give you the color code number for the paint.” Rick nodded his agreement.

“Thank you,” was all Kristoff said. I stood up, as did he. He took my hand, and I tried to walk slowly so we didn’t attract attention. I noticed his ex-wife looking at us, and uncharacteristic to me, I smiled seductively to Kristoff. His eyes were hungry on me, and as soon as we were at the patio door leading inside the house, we rushed quickly, me leading him upstairs into Betty’s guest room. Once we entered, I locked the door, and led him into the bathroom, locking that door too.

No sooner did the bathroom lock click, Kristoff leaned forward and kissed me deeply. I felt shivers of sensation run through my body. I wrapped my hands around his shoulders. His tongue brushed my lips, and I could feel his hands roaming down my body. He lifted my dress up to my waist, and his fingers found their way to my pussy, teasing my clit, feeling my wetness. I moaned into his mouth, my hips bucked, trying to rub myself against him, feeling more of him.

Then he broke off the kiss, spreading my legs with his strong hands. Kristoff knelt down and pulled my panties down my legs, lifting my legs one at a time he took them off. And he then put his head between my thighs. I gasped out in a moan as his tongue found my cunt. I ran my hands into his hair, breathing heavily.

He lifted his head from me, his mouth wet from my pussy. “You are the best dessert, my love.”

I greedily touched his shoulder, pleading wordlessly for him to continue eating me out. He lapped at my pussy again, slowly and rhythmically bringing me to heights of pleasure. Kristoff’s hands grabbed my ass holding me firm against his mouth, as his tongue found my clit. His tongue was greedily eating at my pussy, and I screamed out as my body shook and trembled as my orgasm hit me hard.

He didn’t stop. I tried to push him away, but Kristoff stayed firm and kept licking and sucking my oversensitive clit. I screamed out as another orgasm hit me again, and Kristoff’s tongue slowed against my pussy, enjoying the last tastes of my wetness. Then he lifted his head from between my thighs, stood up, and kissed me. I tasted myself on his lips, and I wondered how he tasted.

“You taste exquisite, my beautiful,” he murmured against my lips.

“Kristoff,” my voice was raspy, as I reached for his cock over his slacks. “Your turn.” His gaze told me he would love that too.

“You don’t have to,” he said instead.

I kissed him and then replied against his lips, “I want to suck your cock.”

“Fuck,” was all he said and he was reaching for his pants zipper. I knelt in front of him, and his crotch was directly at my eye level. Reaching for his hands, I helped unzip his pants. His cock reared out as I opened his fly, like it was starving for me.

I licked my lips, seeing his cock slick with precum. I looked up at Kristoff, and his gaze was intent on me. “Help me if I’m not doing it the way you like it,” I whispered.

“Anything you do will be the way I like it.”

I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the head of his swollen cock, and I am in bliss. He tastes magnificent, like raw, pure power. Kristoff’s hands grab the bathroom counter, holding on to his control. I explored every inch of his shaft, kissing it and licking his slit with precum. I took his entire cock into my mouth, and I sucked. His muscles tensed, and I could tell he was barely controlling himself. Reaching for his balls, I fondled the sensitive skin as I sucked harder.

I heard Kristoff’s low growl of pleasure, and I tasted more of his cum. I couldn’t understand why I never liked doing this and refused practicing it before. I felt so empowered feeling Kristoff struggling for control while he was at my mercy. I continued sucking his cock, taking him deep inside my throat.

I looked up to Kristoff and our eyes locked. I could see he was on edge. I took his hand gripping the counter, and put it in my hair, wanting him to show me what he likes.

“Gemma, you will be my undoing,” his voice came through his rough breathing. He grabbed my hair, and forced every inch of his hard cock into my mouth. I moaned with him in my mouth, and he lost the last bit of his control. He fucked my mouth and throat hard. Our eyes were locked, he stared deep into mine as he was bucking and fucking my mouth faster and faster.

“You are mine,” he said, his voice possessive with dominance and adoration. “Touch yourself for me, my love,” he commanded.

I did as he said. My fingers reached between my legs and found my clit. I was already over-sensitive from Kristoff’s eager tongue. As he was fucking my mouth faster and harder, I was circling my clit in the same rhythm, and I could feel my orgasm coming with his cock down my throat. My whole body started shaking and shuddering as I came again. I loved seeing his usual control slip away. I moaned in pleasure with his cock fucking my mouth harder, and my moans pushed Kristoff over the edge. He came hard, inside my mouth, his seed down my throat. I continued sucking till the last drop of his seed was gone.

With just our labored breathing in the bathroom, and both of us spent, sounds of the party from outside reached my hearing. I looked up at Kristoff. His gaze was tender as he reached for me and lifted me effortlessly from my knees. He sat me on the counter wrapping his arms around me. And I wrapped my arms around him. We remained like that for a few minutes. I relished in his warmth, and his tenderness. I decided I am on board for oral sex with Kristoff, and I smiled against his chest.

“What’s so funny?” he asked. I looked at him.

“How did you know?” I whispered with a smile.

“I felt your smile,” he mumbled.

I debated whether to answer what I was really thinking or just make something up.

“Well, I decided I am on board for oral sex with you,” I answered looking at him. My face got hot, and I knew I was blushing. I tried to explain a bit further. “Hmmm… it wasn’t for me before, but I quite like it with you.”

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