Dreadful Desire

Chapter 34

His lips, demanding, thirsty, urgent, hands roaming my aching body leaving nothing but a scorching, fiery trail in its wake. I want him, I want all of him ... now!

In slow agonizing movements, I rub on his exposed flesh, sensing it come to life against my throbbing lips. I moan into our kiss, in desperate need, yearning to have him inside me.

He retracts from our connection, a whimper escapes, not now, please, I can't take this, please don't do this to me again. He envelopes my face in his masculine, inked hands, "I know Chloe, I know ... I need you too." He rips my dress over my head, tossing it in the air, dancing as it cascades to the floor, exposing my burning flesh.

Our lips collide in a feverish kiss, his hips meet my gyrating core, moving in sync eliciting moistness to pour on his thick cock, coating it, preparing it for our hedonistic pleasure.

We need this, I need this, I've unveiled a part of my past that hovers in my present, dampening my future and for the first time ... I have hope. I don't know if I'm making a mistake but I'm willing to try. Please, please, pleeeeeease Axle. Please, don't hurt me. I don't think I would survive it.

His cock, lengthened, enormous, at full attention, twitching to gain my attention when I'm pulled back reality by his strong hands grasping my waist, hoisting me up to slide me down his massive, throbbing shaft. I scream out in pure mind-boggling ecstasy relishing every inch of him. He separates my lips in a sweet agony, craving for it to never stop.

My tongue escapes my mouth to moisten my heated lips, his engorged dick spreads me wide, evoking an excruciating blissful pain within me that I can't fathom living without. Both hands atop his broad shoulders, rotating my hips in circular motion while working my way up and down, hitting that delicious sweet spot with every movement.

Head descending backwards as I uncage boisterous gratification in the tranquil air. His lips encounter my exposed burning flesh just above my breasts making his way to my taut nipples.

Sucking it in his mouth, biting ever so slightly evoking more moisture to seep from my core. I sing into the still air as he replicates to the other side, withdrawing his mouth leaving my nipples aching for more.

"Look at me Chloe." I find my way to his memorizing orbs searching my soul waiting for his dialogue. "It's you Chloe. I ONLY WANT YOU!" He declares, never leaving my gaze, experiencing warmth spread through my body.

Muscular arms snake under mine, up my slender back, teasing light grazes, evoking shivers up my spine, powerful hands clasping down on my shoulders, trapping me as he pounds me, harder, deeper, grunting with every stroke.

"FUCK!" I release a moan unable to contain myself, head cascading back, exposing my burning flesh. Heat courses through my skin like electrical waves, igniting on contact, his lips sucking on my pining body, grasping the nape of my neck pushing me forward to entertain his yearning lips.

Tongues seeking each other's taste, playing our salacious dance furthering our connection. His forceful body lifts us off the sofa, still stroking the walls of my throbbing pussy, walking us over to his desk, vigorously stroking with every stride.

He releases one arm to sweep across his desk, adding to the chaos on the floor. He gingerly places me down, hands slowly pushing me, till my back lays on the cold surface, withdrawing, to lower himself to his knees.

"You look gorgeous laid out for me, submitting to my every craving, to do with what I want," he rasps in between my legs, breath ghosting over my lips, hips bucking, throbbing for him to quench my thirst.

Peppering kisses up my thighs, "Axle please ... I need you!" "As you wish Chloe," his husky voice erupting goosebumps throughout my body, he attacks my clit in feverish sucks, gifting my body what it craves.