Amelia didn't want to get out of bed, but she couldn't sit still, she could have just stared at the ceiling but crazy love was stuck circling her mind. she stood up twisting her feet on the cold floor. Amelia pushed open the door and Sandor smiled back at her. She fisted his shirt pulling him inside and he smiled down at her. His lips meeting hers for a moment. He bared the door before turning back to her, he reignited their kiss.
"We were interrupted yesterday." Amelia remarked. His lips held hers captive and she moaned into his mouth as he picked her up with ease, and she coiled her legs around his waist, running her hands through his hair she snaked her arms around his neck and held him tight. They explored each other's mouths with desperation. Before Amelia knew it Sandor had dropped her onto the bed, her dress gathered at her hips and waist, revealing black lace panties guarding her core. She pushed herself further onto the bed.
Sandor wasted no time undressing again, with a small laugh as she eyed his erection and inhaled sharply. That was going to be painful. Sandor climbed over her slowly, drinking in the sight of her below him. He kissed from her lips to her chin and along her jawline. His teeth grazed her supple skin as he hungrily devoured her, covering her jaw and neck in kisses.
His hands explored the silky fabric of her dress, wrapping around her back he slowly pulled the garment over her body and up above her head. Sandor kissed down from her neck to her breasts, sucking and scraping at the skin on her collarbones.
She tangled her fingers in his hair she pushed him into her breasts where he kissed at skin as he pressed his face between her breasts, kissing down her sternum he made his way to her stomach, where his nose tickled her sensitive spots, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake as he kissed and sucked at her delicate skin.
"Sandor," she whined as her body trembled at his teasing and ticklish touch. His lips curved into a small smile against the skin of her toned abdomen before moving lower, running his hands down her sides he hooked a finger in her panties at both hips, she lifted her legs up and slowly pulled off her last item of clothing, he ran the lacey fabric down over her smooth legs and pulled it from her feet.
Slowly he lowered himself to her cunt, parting her legs with his hands she obliged instantly, opening wide for him as sunk his face between her legs. Amelia gasped as Sandor placed a delicate kiss upon her entrance, and then upon her clitoris. He placed another, and another, the kisses deepening as he sucked upon her little bud, causing her to gasp and squirm beneath him her head falling back into the pillow. She could forget everything outside of this moment. His hands held her hips firmly, stopping her from wriggling away from his kisses.
"Sssstop teasing me!" Amelia pleaded, as she gripped the sheets with white knuckles.
"Stop being so impatient... all the time in the world." Sandor murmured against her folds. His tongue caressed, licked and swirled. He was going to take his time.
"You are tickling me," Amelia laughed out. He nipped at her and Amelia's face grew hot, a burning tension building in her abdomen, it built, built, and built until Sandor rewarded Amelia with her release. She shivered, trembled and shuddered, her legs shaking beneath his hold as she rode the waves of her orgasm, moaning and whimpering helplessly in his grasp.
Sandor pulled back as Amelia's orgasm faded and her labored breaths steadied into slow and heavy pants for air. He crawled up onto her, his eyes tracing every curve of her body, committing them to memory. He rested an elbow by her face and stroked down her now tangled blonde locks spilling down the bed. Her cheeks glowed pink, her skin illuminated with a layer of sweat. She had never looked more beautiful than that moment, completely undone and vulnerable beneath him. He kissed her delicately on her full pink lips, and Amelia sighed into the kiss, relinquishing herself to him yet again.
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Bad Dreams / Sandor Clegane
FanfictionAmelia Baratheon the eldest daughter of Cersei and Robert, Twin of Joffrey gets set up with Robb Stark on their trip to Winterfell. But things take a turn when her family executes Ned Stark. 🦁 "These bad dreams are more than true, and they will g...