You're Dead To Me

Chapter forty-six: Used Sheets

His breath touches my bare skin and I inhale his scent into my nostrils. He never smelled better before.

The sheets entangle us both and his hardness presses between my thighs. The need inside of me grows bigger and bigger, until I can't hold it in anymore and pull him closer. My lips collide with his and I taste alcohol on my tongue, but the thought gets thrown out of my mind and then it's only him. The feeling of closure makes me feel high and the familiar hands cub my breast. He massages one of them and then drops his head to my nipple. Taking it into his mouth and swirls his warm tongue over the sensitive skin, I arch my ass to meet his throbbing dick.

My stomach clenches when he slowly pushes himself inside of me. I gasp and he moans my name against my shoulder. "Caroline". He breaths out inaudible and starts moving. My eyes are closed, to feel him deeper and mark his scent on my skin. All I ever wanted is him all to myself, I've missed the first love of my life and even though we started hating us again, I have developed a need that can get stilled whatsoever.

Fingertips travel down my center, until he rubs them on my clit. The wind is hauling outside and a swift of music dances on the air. The room is pitch black only our moans and skin hitting on skin, fill the silence. He pressures down his fingers and makes me cum.

He goes slow on me, he doesn't fuck me, he makes love to me.

My arms hook his neck against me and I meet him middle way. His eyes flutter open and we stare in each other's eyes, while the tension builds up faster. My breathing goes crumble and I hit the sweet spot, high of emotions, I clench around him and come.

All the way he leaves bite and kiss marks over my neck and breast. He thrusts harder, as he chases after his high and I let him reach it with every strength I have. The moonlight shines on his abs and then he presses his head onto me, while he comes. His abs clench and the moving stops.

I feel him spilling inside of me and I smile drunk.

The tips of his hair wishes over my face, when I flip him under me. He rests his body on the pillows and sighs.

The sheets have fallen around my naked body and I prop myself up on my elbow. I study his facial features and draw circles over his broad chest.

His mouth pulls up in a lazy grin and I bend over to meet his cheek. My wet lips kiss his skin and he enjoys the tickle feeling I leave.

"How long did you want me?". I snicker and brush a hair strain from his forehead.

"The second Theresia exposed you as my personal mole". He moans playfully and looks up the ceiling. The silence wrap us under and I concentrate on my breathing. "You know, I was a little bit shocked when you said you're married. I though I came too late". He murmurs, observing my lips.

"Oh yeah?". I say and he nods, I smile when he slides his hand through my neck and kisses me. Shortly after his tongue fills my mouth and I moan into the kiss.

"I've missed you Caroline".

"I've missed you too". I whisper against his lips.

The kiss goes heated and suddenly I'm on top of him, holding myself up on his shoulders. He proudly looks up to me, when I ease myself onto his hard dick. I moan loudly, he was just making love to me, but now we are fucking.

Our bodies melt together and I ride him into oblivion.