Havoc (Hostiles Sequel) 3/3

The Favourite

Dionysius lays in the bed, his body overheating from unfulfilled desires as he tries to ease the strain of his painfully erect cock out of his boxer. Dinner with his fiancee and his parents had been long and torturous.  It was his fault of course, that he lust after her so much, that he couldn't bring himself to kiss her in front of his parents, that his hands yearned for her skin and the weather dictated that less clothes be worn. He was dying a death of his own making, and she was enjoying teasing and taunting him. She was probably going to step out of the shower any moment now, her nighttime routine done. Last night she slipped in between the sheets and cuddle into him, naked, her skin warm and soft and inviting, she kissed him goodnight and pressed herself into him before nodding off to sleep, living him shaking with desire. 

As he lay in bed now, the familiar sounds and smells of Elias, Mykonos surrounding him, he couldn't help but consider a plan of action for some relief. He could try and extend that goodnight kiss, he could slip into the toilet after she's asleep and try and masturbate himself into some relief, he could simply just die from the blue balls. Just this morning he'd pushed her into the pool just so he can pretend to be giving her mouth to mouth while he kissed her. What emergency protocol would see him having to make love to her in order for them both to survive, other than the state he was in now? 

He shuts his eyes tighter when the bed shifts, her warmth reaching out to him underneath the sheets as she comes closer. His straining cock jumps as if excited by the prospect of Makenna this close to him. 

"My poor baby." She coos, pressing her lips against his cheek, her skin soft and warm and supple against his. 

He opens his eyes to find her beautiful face hovering above his, her fingertips micro-inches away from his cheekbones, a soft smile on those lips he was so hungry for. He smiles affectionately back up at her, still shocked that someone this beautiful was with someone like him, called someone like him her poor baby.

"So what are we going to do? I can't let them kill you before the wedding! That'll fuck up my plan to inherit all your wealth and live the rest of my life as your rich widow." She teases in a soft mellow whisper, making him chuckle softly up at her 

 He couldn't tell you how it happened, it was all a blur of passionate grunts. One second he had closed his eyes to press his lips against hers and the next he was dipping his finger into her panties and edging her hand out of them. She had gasped in shock and then pleasure as his hand hungrily found her clitoris over the french lace panties.

"Pluto" she groans thickly as he pulls the panties away, his hands coated and trembling with urges growing tenfold

She could have all his wealth and that of his parents. He would gladly hand everything over just for the feel of her coated on his cock.  All he had ever wanted in his entire life was right here! Nothing and no one could compare to this conniving intelligent beautiful as fuck woman! He sinks his lips into her neck with a groan of his own when her hand grabs onto his meaty erection.

"Makenna!" He huskily groans as she shifts her grip up and down his erection

 He would willingly plunge into whatever fresh hell she was planning to hand him! Willingly! 

"We can be quiet." She whispers into his ear as she straddles him 

He couldn't argue with that! He couldn't argue with the soft weight of her breasts on his chest and the warmth between her thighs calling to him. Had they ever been quiet? No. But this was as good a time as any to learn. She nibbles on his ear as he slips his boxers off, his trembling hands reveling in the heaven that was her warm soft skin. Her palm presses against his lips and she slips him inside, her head tilting backwards as she makes the softest most lustful of moans for him and his eyes close from the sweet sweet relief. His grip on her thighs now, he shifts his hips up, lifting himself all the way in, her body moving softly to open her up to his wanton desires. She's gasping from the pleasure of his dick driving into her hot and thick. Her palm presses against his lips but it's her throat the moan slips from.