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His eyes lit up as an aroused, shuddering breath escaped his lips, his grip tightened around my waist as his mouth feverishly crashed into mine. Soft tendrils of dark, loose curls tickled my face as I melted into his kiss, the energy between us was so strong I could almost feel the slight sparking of the current as they passed between our lips.
My flesh prickled against his touch as the taste of him sent pulsating throbs pooling at the pit of my belly.
He pulled me closer as he buried his face in my neck, kissing and nipping gently with his teeth. I could feel his throbbing erection against the warmth of my femininity.
I craved him, the need within me guided my hands to undo his belt, and the buttons of his pants. I felt his breath as he growled against my neck, sending waves of arousal radiating through my trembling body. I threw my head back as he trailed his lips down my chest, lightly, teasingly.
I gasped as his tongue glided over my left nipple. I could feel the skin around it tighten as it perked toward his tender lips, aching for his mouth to soothe the desperate ache that rattled within me. With one hand holding my back, and his mouth torturing my breasts, he slipped his free hand between my thighs. His long, delicate fingers glided along the fabric, teasing my ever growing pleasure pearl, and the full quivering lips that shrouded it.
Next thing I knew his lips were by my ear.
"Are you ready?" He purred
I wanted to answer, I begged the words to come, but as he stroked my dripping wet panties, the only sounds I could make were the trembling whimpers of my glorious torment.
I nodded.
I felt his lips stretch into a mischievous smile against my earlobe, he was enjoying this, my helplessness, my surrender.
"Say it...tell me what you want?" He said, his voice soft and deep.
His fingers pulled my panties to the side, and spread me apart, he touched my clitoris lightly with his fingertips, the sensitivity of it making me yelp in lustful yearning.
"T-Thomas...I..." I shuddered, moaning as he suckled lightly on my earlobe.
"Yes?..." he purred, twisting my right nipple gently between his free fingertips.
"Please...." I whined, desperately.
A slight chuckle hung on the cusp of his breath as he pressed his lips to my jaw.
"No...I don't believe so..." he sighed, as he laid me on my back.
What was he going to do to me?
As he looked over me, looking both angelic and fiendish as the flickering light of the fire illuminated his god like features, he removed his jacket, and fell onto his arms over me.
My hands felt their way up his chest as he thrusted himself against me. My fingers slithered between the buttons of his shirt, and without thinking, I pulled it open, buttons scattered all around me as they clattered to the floor. His toned chest and belly were now exposed to me. He moaned gently as I trailed my fingers over every ripple and groove that made up his perfect form.
"You're beautiful...." I whispered, awestruck. I raised my head to kiss his bare chest, he growled as I felt his fingers tangle in my hair as he held my head to him, enjoying the delectable sensations that my mouth offered him. I began to work my way down his chest, his rippling belly. Suddenly he grabbed my wrist and forced me on my back.
"I won't be able to last.." he moaned, replying to my confused expression.
"Besides, though I'm dead, I'm still a gentleman..." he smiled seductively.
Before I could ponder what he meant by that, he was already at my thighs. Kissing them deeply as his fingertips held my hips in place.
"Thomas..." I gasped, letting him maneuver his way to my dripping arousal.
"I won't last long.." I whimpered.
I didn't want it to end here, I wanted to enjoy him inside me.
He glanced up at me with his eyebrow cocked, confused at what I meant. It was then that he'd realized.
"Don't worry...I'll take care of you." He said, with a confident smile.
My back instantly arched as his skilled tongue explored me. I'd never felt anything so intense in my whole life. He was slow, calculated, I could feel every flick, every roll, every wet delicious tickle that enveloped me.
"Tell me..." he whispered, between soft, tender laps. I knew it wouldn't be long, I gripped his hair tightly within my fist.
"T-Thomas..I!" I gasped, climbing higher, faster, I couldn't stop!
Suddenly, he rose up and pulled me onto his lap, he guided himself inside me, making me squeal.
He let me ride into my pleasure, as he guided my hips. He moaned as I rode him harder, faster, chasing my climax. I can feel it, it's coming.
"Yes! That's it Sybil!" He growled, bucking into me rhythmically. I could feel his cock swell inside me as he approached his own release. I couldn't hold off any longer.
I was there! My body felt as if it were exploding from the inside. Thomas's nails dug deeper into me as a loud, trembling moan erupted from his chest, signaling his own climax.
Exhausted, my body went limp as I laid back onto the floor, pulling Thomas down with me. With his head on my chest, we basked in the glow of the roaring fire beside us.
"I love you..." he whispered, taking my hand in his and kissing it gently before looking up into my eyes.
"I love you too...always."
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Crimson Lace: A Crimson Peak love story (Thomas Sharpe)
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