Page 13 of Who I Crave To Be

It’s an inferno in my core that heats me from the inside out as I become parched from the flames.I thirst for his taste, long for his touch.My body sings in tune with his kisses and I need more.So much more.

Hooking my legs around the backs of his, I flip us, straddling his waist where I grind myself against him and curve my spine until the tip of his cock is lodged against the swell of my clit.

I move to the sensual tune of phantom music in my head, loving the vibrations which tremble through me at his low growl of raw need.

He understands me more than I ever thought.How can one person know another so well just by the cues of her body?He understands my wants and desires without me having to put them into words.

As he watches the way I writhe above him, head thrown back, eyes closed as I give myself over to the sensations, he reaches for his phone.

Kill Hannah- “Lips Like Morphine” sounds from his phone speaker and echoes through a surround sound that fills the void of the bedroom.He fists my hair, pulling my head down until I flutter open my lust riddled eyes and gaze down at him.“You taste like sweet seduction, Sin.Every time I kiss these silken lips, I don’t know if I’ll survive the rush that burns through me,”he breathes, raw and ragged as he fights through the words clouded by the need of his arousal.

Running my hand over his abdomen, under his shirt, I lean forward to claim his lips in a slow and bone achingly deep kiss.It’s a kiss that settles in my core and explores my being before etching its presence onto my bones, lest I ever forget the wildfire that blazes within this moment.

Undoing the buttons of his shirt, I trace the lines of his abs and shiver at how hard and tense they are.A firm eight pack, flexing under my touch as I become entranced within his tanned skin.He’s exotic and bronze, and as I dance my fingertips over the curves of his stomach, I feel like I’m wandering the lands of an exotic beach in a faraway country I’ll only ever dream of seeing.Through him, I live out my fantasies because he’s just beautiful enough to take my imagination anywhere.

Slowly, teasingly we caress each other under the barriers of our clothes.The impulse to become one is still burning strong through our veins, but the mood changes and everything becomes much more intimate.

The fever of my arousal burns higher still when touching him.A hot iron under my palm, branding me for all the years to come as his body heat burns around us.

We refuse to part, refuse to breathe as we savor each other.I pull the tie from his neck, wrapping the dark blue cotton around his eyes, taking away the vision of me that he sees, replacing it with the version of me he can only feel.

“What games are you playing, naughty girl?”he asks deeply.Softly, on a low rumble that kisses against my skin making me tremble.

“The fun kind,” I whisper, licking along the curve of his throat and down to his chest.

I leave a trail of soft, sensual, teasing, kisses all over his tanned skin.Humming the lower I get.I know my breath is a tickled whisper against his skin when he shivers, his hips jerking from the bed.I undo his pants, discarding them on the floor, shirt to follow and leave him bare before me.

As much as I desire the thrill of being owned, of having my choices taken so all I have to worry about is the pleasure which blooms, I also crave the power.

To feel utterly untouchable as I stand on my empire on top of the world.

Right now, he’s my world.

“Can you feel me?”I rasp, taking his long length in the palm of my hand and stroking him slowly.

“Deeper than you know, Vienna.”The way he purrs my name knots my stomach, sending beads of sweat clinging to my silken skin as my temperature rises in wanton desire.

I kiss his cock softly, the velvet- soft under skin of his shaft like satin against my lips.I scrape my teeth along the crown of his head next, smiling when he gaps and bucks his hips as I retreat.I toy with him, teasing him until he's mad with desire and about to switch our roles within the power dynamic.I haven’t bound his hands, so while I tease him, he blindly reaches for me.Touching any part of me he's able.Rough hands palm my breasts and when he pinches my hardened nipples, I gently bite around his crown before I practically unhinge my jaw and suck him into the back of my throat.Pinching my nipples sends pulsating nips to my clit, an urge that isn’t fulfilled with his taunts.It drives me wild.

I have to call on the silence.I have to focus on the sounds of his arousal as I relax my mind and with it, the rest of my muscles.

I’m not a porn star, I have reflexes and restrictions and as much as I’m training myself to be everything that I would desire personally, I still have to put in the work to do it.

But that’s okay, because I am the master of myself and my being.

My mind and my body.

This is just another thing that Vienna can control and eventually the real me will learn it too.

I’m only awarded a brutal hiss and a few erratic jerks of his hips before he snaps, rips away the blindfold and quicker than I thought possible, flips us until I’m panting and gasping for air with my ass in the air.

Deano reaches into his bedside cabinet and pulls out a knife, cutting the dress from my body.I gasp in arousal, turned the fuck on with how demanding and possessive he is, but thenI realize how much I loved that dress.

“I’ll buy you a new one, baby girl.I’ll fucking buy you anything,” he growls breathlessly, already knowing my thoughts.

It should unnerve me, but it doesn’t.Instead I feel like an addict craving the high and the ability to see the world flipped upside down and through the eyes of a fun house.

He yanks my ankles and drags me down the mattress.“Hold your breath for me baby, I’m about to show you how good it is being nothing but pure fucking sin.”I do as he asks, holding my breath until my lungs burn and my eyesight lightens, dancing with the stars and that’s when he enters me in one, quick and brutal thrust that has me crying out to the room around us.“You’re going to feel every inch of me and then you’re going to come all over me like I’m your damn benediction.Like you’re a godly woman ready to sin.You hear me, Hellcat?”My senses burn in overdrive, every nerve ending alive as my entire body is overly aware of the man above me.“You want to be wild, baby?Let me show you how a real king of the jungle pleases his woman.”I stretch and smolder, feeling every rotation and thrust of his hips as I dig my nails into the mattress, clawing at the sheets.

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