XXX Chronicles

Chapter 19

"Holy shit! Dang...Girl..."

His voice was hoarse and deep, lapping at her like waves dancing around the stranded, barely alive survivor of the storm. Lisa could barely open her eyes. The deafening crashing of her heart finally subsided as the awareness of his muttered curses filtered in. His voice...his touch...all over...endless and poisonous. Calming. Healing. Toxic and lethal.

Of course, if this night had taught her one thing, it was that Michael loved to touch her skin...with his hands, his mouth, and his cock. Well, this time, he was lying on top of her, his weight just about crushing her all the way, his head buried at the sensitive spot on her neck, his breath causing her to shiver. Then, the overload when his tongue lazily lapped at her. More shivers...more convulsions...more aftershocks. She trembled and felt him smile against her.

Yeah...you go ahead and smile...Damn you!

If he was proud of himself. Well, he should be.

How many fucking times had she climaxed? She had lost count. Fuzzy memory due to stimulation overload ever since... Since when? Timelines were evasive like slippery goldfish. What did it matter, really? All that mattered had been how he had pushed her against the wall as soon as the door had been shut, and before she had a chance to admire the spread of snacks, fruits, and champagne she spotted. Well, she was not sure why Michael had bothered, as he obviously was very focused on sating a different kind of hunger. And wasn't it strange that she forgot all about food or drink as soon as he lifted her against him, kissing her wildly?

"Girl, you're so little. I can do all kinds of things with that light little body of yours. Wrap those legs around me, Lisa..." Lisa stared at him, hypnotized by the fire sizzling behind that amazing mask he still wore. Her legs obeyed and she held on to him tightly as his hands grabbed her ass, lifting her slightly, biting her nipples hard while he kept his cock playing at her dripping opening. She was so ready for him again...it almost startled her to realize the power he held over her body. Of course, he had never been totally soft after he came inside her earlier, and his granite rod was teasing her mercilessly.

"Put it in..." She hoped the velvet in her voice would make him comply.

He lifted her a bit higher, looking up at her, smiling, making her pussy loose contact. No! What the hell was his problem?

"You like that, don't you...you want some more of that, baby girl?"

Well, duh...but he was moving her away from the heavenly reward. Shit! And that smile...

A little pause...Then finally.... Lowering her body, his head was right at her canal and she tried to wiggle for a better feel. Michael laughed and kissed her neck, then sucked on her earlobe, moving his hips in a different way, causing his hard flesh to stroke her dripping slit lengthwise, dragging over her clit, making her cry out. Fuck! He definitely knew what he was doing, and Lisa was soon reduced to a whimpering, begging mess, as he kept her suspended just above the orgasm teasing and tempting her.

Biting her nipples again, he reached down and used his fingers in clever interplay with his cock to stretch her, stroke her, make her go crazy from frustration.

"Girl, your juices are running down your legs now. You're so fucking hot, aren't you? And you don't know how hard it is to not fuck the shit out of you right now..."