Monster // Petyr Baelish

46. Pieces

Petyr was quick about discarding her dress, he didnt stop kissing her as his hands got a grip on her dress and he tore it from her. The pieces lay on the ground around them and she pulled back impressed. 

"That was hot." Rieka informed him as he kissed her again, his hands moved over every inch of her. He nipped at her neck and down her chest as his hands grabbed her ass pulling her into his arms. He walked her to the bed, her legs wrapped tightly around him. When he sat her down she tugged at his shirt, he threw it aside as he dropped down to her cunt. His palms speared her legs wide open for him. 

Rieka stared down at him as he looked at her cunt like it was the golden egg. Precious and rare. Rieka opened her mouth thinking maybe his hesitation was more because something was wrong with her but he didnt give her any time to prepare, she heard what women did down there but he sprung a wedding on her, she should have given herself more time to be better- but her silenced her every thought as his face found her tongue. A mix between a moan and scream left her as she prodded at her cunt, licking up the evidence of her desire, sucking at her clit making her toes curl around him, her head tip back into the bed. 

Her body arched, her legs squeezing his head as she cried out, her body clenching around his finger as she came in a lusty, noisy, beautiful mess. He used his shoulders to brace her, holding her up, and pressing gentle kisses against the inside of her thighs as she caught her breath.

If he tried really hard, he could almost ignore the sweet ache of his cock as he begged to be balls-deep in her tight cunt.

Their mouths danced together, tongues twisting and stroking as they heightened the anticipation.

"Petyr, hurry the fuck—" she began but he thrust in, cutting her complaint off. They both groaned, the friction almost too much to handle.

Don't you dare come! This wouldnt be done yet he commanded himself. He was going to make this last all night long.

"More!" she demanded, her legs wrapping around him. "Harder!" Well, this settles it. He was in love. He gave in to the need to brand himself on her body. He drove hard, fucking viciously into her tight little cunt, loving how she clutched him, loving the tightness of her, the feel of her breasts against his chest, the taste of her on his tongue, the scent of them together as they made love.

He dropped a hand, finding her clit, pressing it in that way she seemed to love. She arched back, her cunt milking his cock as she came.

"Rieka." He moaned out as he thrust twice more, grunting her name and emptying himself into the woman he truly loved.

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As she lay there awake, watching him sleep, her heart swelled thinking how wonderful her life had been since they met, then awful and then miserable but petyr was one of the only good things in her life.

She snuggled closer, he moaned a little smile she have to touch him, her fingers stroll along his chest, and as they do her eyes are following them... he's so gorgeous... kissing his shoulder she move her hand down to his lower stomach, he lays there naked, herself with nothing on but his shirt with only one button closed across her breasts. Her desire for him grew stronger but he looked so peaceful laying there sleeping she debated it. Debated if he would like to wake up with her lips wrapped around his cock. Her hands on him, she thought he might. 

She couldn't help but touch him, her head on his shoulder she felt his warmth, a warmth that she wanted to know forever. 

As she lower her hand further she looked up to watch his face her hand reaching his manhood. She waited, he moans and moves slightly into her, smiling she watched his expression on his face. She could see he enjoyed her touch even in his sleep. Her palm rubbed along his shaft as his moan grows slightly louder, she liked being able to cause such a reaction for him, to him.

"good morning, love." He kissed her gently, she just smiled in return.

Her hand still on his cock she felt him grow stiffer as he woke up and immediately her body responded wanting him wanting to claim him again. But she controlled herself wrapping her hand around his cock she knew he was not fully awake yet as he blinked away sleep, she smiled rolling over on top of him his arms go around her pulling her to him as she leaned forward to kiss him gently.

"good morning my husband". She coed. His smile grew. 

"My wife." He agreed. 

Slowly she moved down his body kissing her way down, letting her tongue trail as she lowered herself, his hands gliding along her back to her neck, up into her hair and he grips softly to her locks when her lips were right where he wanted her.