Draft version - Russian Roulette - Family secrets

Ch. 125: Just Gareth tonight, malyshka

That thing she did, surrendering to him unconditionally, it made Gareth almost high.

In complete awe of her, her beauty and her personality, he let his hands slide up her legs to her hips. He pulled her in closer being face to face with her pussy. Gently he kissed it and looked up at her, she had twirled her fingers into his hair and was looking down at him with half-closed eyes waiting for him to lead her into whatever whirlwind he had the need for.

"What do you need, Sir?"
"Just Gareth tonight, malyshka." He kissed her again. "I need to feel you, be close to you. I want to make love to you."

His words were foreign to her.

Never had he called it that. Yes, on their wedding night he had said he had wanted to make love to her, what they had done had been love, but it had not been lovemaking like movies and books described it. What they did was much more.

It was lovemaking.

But their way.

Apparently, Gareth needed to be with her without being in all powerful control. She could give him that, if that was what he needed. Mackenzie loved being with him, it had no bearing on her desires if it involved restraints and pain, or it was just them with nothing but bodies against each other.

Every part of Gareth; his physical being, his emotional side, his personality and his darkest desires, where his beast slumbered. Every part of him Mackenzie wanted.

In smaller portions where he only gave some of himself.

Or in full where he gave it all.

Gareth was hers and she loved every bit of him.

With his hands gliding up her body, Mackenzie sunk to her knees between his legs. Her hands reached for the buttons in his shirt and his for the elastic band holding her hair.

They did not talk, only their impatient breathing was heard in the large room.

Tender kisses on a wide chest, a wet tongue flicking over small, hard nipples, hands exploring with nails scratching the soft skin. Mackenzie was lost in her devotion to his body. She did not realize he had a firm grip of her hair, how he guided her around his body with the hold on her, all she registered was how he felt and those happy hums and grumbling noises he made.

Crazy.

She was driving him crazy.

The way she unconsciously rubbed her chest against his groin with one breast on each side of his cock straining to be let loose. It clouded his rational mind and drove him crazy.

Twirling her hair tighter around his hand, Gareth roughly pulled her head back. Her mouth fell open and her eyes were closed, exposing her slender neck with the collar around it. Her breast swung slightly at the movement, her rock-hard nipples presented themselves to him with irresistible allure.

It was a single most captivating sight.

Control was not something he could give up with her. Though he had no intentions of bringing her pain or being overly rough with her, he just had to be in control. It was like that side of him perfectly fit her need for it. It did in no way take from them being equals in life, it was a sexual component that brought them both what they needed.

"Please..." He called for her attention, knowing she would understand. And she did. Her hands instantly went for his belt and undid it. His pants were unbuttoned and unzipped. He lifted himself and helped her slide the pants and boxers down his legs.

Untangling himself one leg at the time, they got him freed from his clothing. Though it was neither easy nor sexy, it was done without them losing momentum of what they had built and what was to come.