Page 165 of Menace

We cleared the table together and then he shooed me upstairs to have my shower. I left him cleaning up the kitchen and went upstairs.

I was standing in front of the mirror brushing my once again blonde hair when he appeared in the mirror behind me.

Taking the brush from my hand he gently brushed my hair, drawing a hand down over the brushed strands.

Bending down Lucky kissed the side of my neck.

“I love havin’ my ice queen back. I love your hair. Loved the way it shone like silver under the light of the moon that night we spent on the beach. It’s a night I will remember until the end of my days. And it’s somethin’ I want to do again. I want to make love to you on a beach under the light of the moon. And I want to fuck you under that moon as well. Take you hard and rough, the way you like me to do.” He whispered then licked up the side of my neck, sucked my skin into his mouth and bit down, not hard, just enough to make me shudder.

Reaching behind me I slid my hands up his naked thighs, clasping his hips and drawing him close. His hard cock pushed up against me and I gently rubbed my towel covered butt over it.

The brush clattered as he threw it on the vanity, ripped my towel off then hoisted me up in his arms.

I wasn’t short or a light weight, but he handled me effortlessly.

Laying me on our big bed he slowly crawled up my body, delivering biting kisses and licks along the way.

“What does my ice queen want? Does she want me to make love to her or does she want me to fuck her hard?” His voice was rough and filled with what I knew was lust.

I felt it to my very core. Want. So much want.

“I want your monster of a cock. I want it anyway you want to give it to me.” I gasped as he drew my nipple into his mouth and bit down. Hard, but not too hard. It felt just right.

“You gonna give me your nails,‘tite chatte(little cat)?” He whispered around my nipple lying against his bottom lip. Blowing a soft breath over the wet, making it pebble even more.

“Yeeeesss.” I moaned, arching my back to get his mouth back, my hands going to his broad shoulders.

I shuddered as his hard fingers stroked over my lower lips, dipping into the wet, coating them. I can’t help the moan that escapes as I lose his fingers, only to get them back on my nipples, painting my juices over them.

“Mmm, look at those juicy nipples, makes me wanna take a bite.” He rasps.

“Yes, yes, do it.” I urge. “Take a bite.”

I never used to like pain during sex, it’s something I have learnt to enjoy with him, only him. He does it right, the way I like it. Delivering a tiny bite of pain with my pleasure.

Exactly the way his monster of a cock does when he pushes it inside me.

“Open your mouth.” He orders and I rush to obey.

Pushing his wet fingers into my mouth I taste myself on them.

“Suck for me, baby. Lick them clean.” He orders as he dips down and swipes his tongue over my nipples, first one then the other.

When I start sucking he sucks as well, sucking my nipple into his hot mouth. Letting go with a pop he looks up at me, takes the tip of my nipple between his teeth and flicks the tip of his tongue over it. It sends sharp shards of pleasure followed by pain and then pleasure again as he flicks, bites, flicks, bites over and over again.

His fingers leaves my mouth and dips back down between my pussy lips. His mouth stays on my breasts, tormenting me.

He alternates between my breasts while his hand is busy between my legs, his fingers stroking between my lower lips, his thumb rubbing over my clit.

Between the sensations from my breasts and clit I’m writhing and burning up with need.

“Please, please, I need you inside. Fuck me, love.” I beg.

“Please, baby, please, give me your monster.” I urge, lifting my hips.

Lucky

He loved it when she begged. Sometimes he would have her begging and moaning for a while before he relented and let her have what she needed.

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