Love and Fate

Chapter 6: Night full of Love!

--- Warning: Minor Scene Content below; so if you're sensitive, feel free to skip..

"I want to make it up to you," her hands went under my shirt, pretty pointless for her to give me a button up shirt. Or to give me clothes at all if she had planned this.

She quickly undid it and exposed my breast to the dark room. I shook my head as her hand went under the hem of my pants.

She ran her fingers over the coarse hair below. "You want this too," she stated as she discovered my wetness. I was turned on, and who wouldn't be. I had a brown headed beauty seducing me.

She retrieved her hand and got on top of me. Her hair tickled my cheeks as she got closer; she ran her lips over mine. I tried capturing them but she pulled up.

"I thought you were tired."

"I thought you were horny." I retorted as I smiled and I knew she was smiling too. That was a good retort. My best so far.

She finally kissed me with such wildness; I didn't feel her fingers dinging into my arms. Her tongue played and prodded escaping my lips as I fought to capture it. She tasted sweet, new toothpaste I bet.

I ran my fingers up her back, in a swift motion she pulled her night gown over her head. She leaned forward placing a nipple at my lips. I took it eagerly. Rubbing my tongue around it, flicking it and then engulfing it. Sucking it hard. My hips started to buck.

She moaned loudly, vocalizing her pleasure. This only made me wetter. I loved hearing her in ecstasy.

She moved giving me her other nipple. I ran my fingers up and down her back, feeling the tense muscles as she held herself up. She pulled back as I groaned. I could spend hours on her chest alone. I loved her breast. I love the weight of them, the softness, the fullness, just the feel of them. The noises she made whenever I made love to them.

I scooted lower as I knew what she wanted all the while as I lowered my pants to my ankles. I was on my back for a reason. I felt her hover over my stomach, the head rest creaked as she grasped it firmly, and I could feel her thighs around my ribcage.

Rubbed herself on me, she left a trail of wetness from my bellybutton upwards. I grabbed her thighs guiding her over my mouth.

She was dripping with arousal. I darted my tongue as she lower herself meeting me. I rolled my eyes at the feeling. I dove in prodding and sucking. She moved her hips in rhythm and she moaned and grunted loudly.

I manage to move my good arm and use my hand to part her lips as I licked, tease and sucked. I found her clit swollen with desire. I took it between my teeth and bit. She buckled as she completely smothered me and then regained control quickly as she took her weight of my face.

I laughed; I knew she was blushing madly, another incident I could not bring up at a later time.

Her needs increased as she pressed herself more and more. I dove my tongue in the deepest I could and rubbed her clit hard and fast. My hand started to cramp up at the angle, but I couldn't stop. I knew she was close.

Her movement became more erratic, her breathing and her moans were animalistic.

She came with such a force, I felt her go rigid, and she went silent. Her body shook with an intense spasm. I couldn't help but smirk. So what If I felt cocky at the moment. I made her cum and that was an ego booster in my book.

A deep inhale followed by a loud, "AH," as she crawled off me and collapse. Her face nuzzled my neck as she breathed heavy.

I smiled hiding a yawn that was threatening to escape. Her hand move over my chest as she traced her wetness down my chest.

Soon she found my wetness; she played with my inner folds.

"I thought you were going to pass out," I mumbled. Involuntarily I closed my eyes when I felt her index finger prod lightly at my entrance.

"Oh no baby, I'm nowhere near close to passing out." Her finger went in to the hilt as I bucked my hips. My hands were gripping the bed sheets as she moved her head lower. Her breath tickled my inner thighs and I parted them giving her better access.

I swallowed hard, her breath was hot, and she blew on my clit. I trembled as she teased me. I bucked my hips creating more friction with the digits filling me.

She conceded as her lips engulfed me and her fingers increased in speed bringing me closer to the edge. I took heavy deep breath I tried holding my breath which created an overload in my brain as I felt the orgasm coming.

I started to buckled wildly while she moved back up but her hand not wavering; she kissed me hard taking my breath out of my lungs. I fought for air but she was persistent in keeping the tight lock sealed and I felt the explosion overwhelm me.

The lack of air and the orgasm was a sensory overload.

"Good?" she cooed when she let me breath. I gasped for air, the rush of air to my lungs cause a coughing fit that I was used to. She simply ran her fingers through my hair as I felt my heart slow down. My eyes got heavy. I felt the bliss of the orgasm envelop me as I smiled.

"I'm good," I uttered as I always did. "I'm good."