π| FIFTY EIGHT
***This woman will eventually drive me over the damn edge...***
~CARMEN~
Your mind was screaming for you to ignore her and just give up.
But not your cock—jerking in your pants in anticipation.
Perhaps there was no where for you to run to at this point in time.
Her large pretty brown eyes remained pinned on you.
You also knew without needing to be told that she was now expecting something from you.
And you had to deliver.
"Don't you dare try to change your mind," she whispered.
Her hands started to trail up her stomach to the edge of her robe.
You watched, mesmerised.
"Don't tell me you don't want any of this," she whispered.
Her voice was low, in a sultry way.
She leaned in.
"Carmen," she added in a slow voice just as the edge of the robe lowered slowly and the milky view of her shoulders came into view.
You gluped, hard.
Something warm and familiar began to peruse your body.
"I really hope you know what you are doing?" You asked, your voice now hoarse with your desire.
She nodded.
"Use me, Carmen, exactly how you like," she whispered softly.
Then, she delved in.
You gasped.
Her mouth had carefully targeted the skin lying at the short distance between your neck and your shoulder blades.
She sank her teeth into the flesh.
A moan left your lips.
Blood rushed downwards inside of your body as your cock hardened—just as hard as uncut diamond.
Her grip on your skin with her teeth was a little big more that light and teasing, her teeth tightening.
Your head fell back.
She let go of your skin and then began to gently suck the spot.
That hickey was gonna be a large one, you could obviously tell.
"Rachel," you moaned.
Your idle hands snaked around her waist gripping her skin tighter.
Soft moans left your lips while she slowly ministered to other spots on your skin till you were extremely hard and aching down below.
Your heart was pounding hard in your chest, slamming against your ribcage like a malfunctioning organ.
The sound drowned out every other sound from around you until the only thing you could hear was her, and the soft sucking sound her lips made on your skin, alongside your own deep, throaty moans.
Her mouth lowered to your cleavage to repeat her arousing procedure.
"Soft," she murmured. Her head lifted slightly to look at you.
You blinked.
Those big eyes that gazed into yours were dark with desire, drowsy with something else that made your cock hard as fuck, throbbing.
She moved over your laps, her waist whining slowly over your cock.
A groan left your lips.
The friction of your sexes against each other was to die for.
"Come here," you muttered, right before your hands shot out and pulled her face close to yours.
Your breathing had quickened, slowly becoming ragged.
"You asked for this," you whispered before you slammed my lips against her own, hard and swift.
The kiss started out deep, as deep as it could get—all tongue and teeth, while the both of you quite simply attempted to swallow each other whole from the experience.
Your lips claimed hers again and again, taking and taking without stopping, pillaging shamelessly.
She moaned your name softly into the kiss, the light sound vibrating against our locked lips.
Your nipples beaded hard.
This woman could be the death of you, considering the insane amount of desire which had clouded your senses at the meeting of both your lips.
Your wide palms spread over her ass cheeks and drew her closer.
She let out a small sound.
You stood with her in my arms, her legs instantly wrapping tightly around my midsection.
Then, you leaned back from the kiss to stare straight into her eyes.
She returned the gesture without blinking her eyes.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, till you're an absolute quivering mess, unable to speak a coherent word."
She grinned at you.
"Carmen?" She began.
Your head tilted to the side.
"Well, don't you dare threaten me with a good time," she smirked.
...OmaPhinaPhire🔥