Soon You'll Get Better // Sandor Clegane

13. Undone

Sandor undid her dress skirts and let it fall to the floor. Then he stepped into her, pinning his cock between their stomachs. He groaned at the contact and she lifted her hands to his shoulders holding herself to him as she rested her head on his chest. He fought impossibly hard to control his breathing, his skin prickling as a dizziness swarmed his head. Her skin against his length was the closest he had ever been to fucking a woman. He only ever wanted her, throughout the battles that raged on, the men fucked their way through but Sandor only ever wanted Estella. 

Sandor turned Estella around to face the bed, too quickly for her to look at his face. He flicked his fingers against the clasp at the back of her top and watched as it fell to the floor. She stood before him completely naked, completely on display. Leaning down he bit her shoulder and stared at her breasts from over her shoulder. His palms engulfed them as he held them gently, letting his thumbs roll across the tip. She gasped and jerked, her ass pressing against his cock, and he pushed her to bend over the bed. His fingers trailed down her back, across the crack of her ass and played at her wet opening before shoving a finger inside her needy cunt. He needed to feel her. He needed to be as close as he could to her heat. 

 Her legs trembled as his fingers worked in and out of her and his thumb rolled over her clit. They both moaned when her tight cunt clenched tight around him as she rocked her hips back, fucking herself on his hand. The sounds mixed together like music to his ears as her cum slid down his fingers. It wasn't until that moment that he realized he was rocking his own hips against her soft skin. Sandor buried his fingers deep inside her, wringing her orgasm from her body. 

"Sandor, I want to see you." Estella whispered. 

The breath whooshed out of his lungs under the emotional weight of feeling his cock press to her soft skin, amazed and awed by the feel of it. She collapsed onto the mattress when he removed his hand and turned her head to look at him. Could she see the excitement, the desire, the heat boiling inside him? He wanted her to see it all. He wanted her to know how much he honored her. He held her eyes as he licked every ounce of her cum off his fingers.

"Sandor..."

His name on her lips and it shot through him, straight to his balls and he had to come. He licked up her arousal, loving her taste. His cock was so fucking hard and aching to be inside of her.

 sandors lips moving down her body, teasing her every curve. When her lips came back up to hers she tasted herself, holding his face in her hands, running her fingers delicately over his face.

Sandors lips were still caressing her. He kissed her lips, and started nibbling on her neck. Her breathing became heavier. The strain on his pants more noticeable with every touch. Gently, he cupped her cheek, turning her face towards him, and looked deep into her eyes. With a slight moan, he covered her lips with his own, moving in passion. Greedily their tongues explore each other until they matched their movements, breathing synchronized. With a smooth fluid motion, their bodies mingling and molding perfectly together, like they were always meant to be. He grabbed her legs, running rough hands over long her smooth skin, positioning himself she moaned out as he pushed in moving inside her, he growled needy in her ear, loving the sounds she made for him, because of him. Estella pulled him down to her nails digging into his back and hips.

 Her eyes locked on his, her full lips parted and panting. She was his anchor as fire licked down his skin pulling his orgasm from him. He came undone on her, in her, never letting her go.

 He collapsed on top of her, pressing loving kisses across her shoulders. She wrapped her arms around him, kissing his neck as he relaxed into her, catching his breath. 

Sandor didnt know how life could get any better. Estella lay curled up next to him. She kissed him. She had wanted him. She loved him, he was ready for that every day all day, he wanted her forever. He trailed a hand down her side grazing her breast, he loved every inch of her body and mind and wanted to praise her constantly. He held her closer as she slept soundly in his arms.

24 years old and Estella never loved anyone like she loved Sandor Clegane. She realized as she lay curled into him his hot breath on her body, that she had never loved anyone except Sandor Clegane.