Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Chapter 213

Tori woke the next morning to find herself once again wrapped in her husband’s arms. Damn! That’s two nights in a row that I fell asleep on him. We’re never going to have a baby that way. As memories of the previous morning’s activities flitted through her mind, a smile curved her lips. Well, he didn’t seem to mind me waking him up yesterday. She stroked a hand over his chest, then rolled onto him even more. One fingertip circled one male nipple while her tongue circled the other. A grin spread over her face as she felt his body respond. Long fingers stroked along her spine and she glanced up to find hot dark eyes watching her.

“Starting a new habit?” His voice was gritty with sleep.

“Would you be opposed if I was?” She slid her thigh along his hardening shaft

He snorted. “Not in this lifetime.” With a quick move, he rolled her underneath him. “Just want to make sure we keep this fair.” When she crooked a brow at him he explained. “Yesterday you got to play. Today it’s my turn.”

She gasped as his hand roamed her torso, finding all her sensitive spots. Her hands clutched his shoulders as he bent to capture her mouth with his. Tongues twining, he weighed each breast, kneaded them and tugged on the hard tips.

She tore her mouth away. “Please baby. Don’t make me wait. I need you now!”

Leaning back he gazed at her, surprised to find her eyes dilated and glazed with hunger, her skin flushed with arousal and her body already writhing with need.

“Richie please!”

He slid his hand down over her stomach to her pulsing female flesh. Separating her swollen folds he tested her readiness and slid two fingers deep inside her. Her back arched and she cried out as she climaxed. Stunned, he added a third finger, and massaged her delicate tissue, grinding his palm against her clit at the same time. He watched ecstasy take over her face as she peaked again. Giving her a minute to catch her breath, he slid his fingers free and nuzzled her neck. He licked and kissed his way over her upper chest in a direct path to a nipple that was standing tall, begging for his attention. When he merely brushed it with his lips, her hands slid into his hair and tugged.

“Please!” When he still hesitated, she tugged again.

He relented with a chuckle, parted his lips and took her into the heat of his mouth. His tongue swirled around it several times, then suckled. Releasing her, he kissed his way across her chest to give her other nipple the same treatment. Her cries echoed around the room. She was shaking by the time he decided to move on. His mouth roamed her abdomen, tasting the film of sweat that covered her skin, making him thirst for something more.

Gasping for breath she tried to brace herself for what she knew was coming when he spread her thighs with his shoulders. His lips burned a path from her knee to her groin. She moaned when his tongue traced her cleft. Opening her with his fingers, he settled in to feast. Her fingers clenched in his hair as he lapped at her.

“Mmmmm, yes…oh God…mmmmm…Richie!”

“Sweet….so sweet. You taste so good baby, I can’t get enough.”

He felt her thighs tighten and knew she was on the brink. Thrusting his tongue deep, he let her fly. He wasn’t finished. He licked and sucked and teased and brought her to climax twice more, before he decided it was his turn. Sitting back on his knees, he flipped her over onto her stomach.

Panting for breath, her body a quivering mass of sensation, all she could do was lie there and wait to see what he had planned next. She sighed as she felt his lips dot kisses along her calves and the back of her knees and thighs. Warm, large hands caressed her buttocks, followed by kisses and light nips. Next, his attention turned to her back, massaging the long muscles first, then following with soft kisses. His tongue traced the groove of her spine. She shivered. He nibbled her earlobe.

“Ready for more?” It was a gravelly whisper.

She nodded. She should be exhausted, but just the sound of his voice – and the promise of pleasure that his words conveyed – had her body humming, aching for more….for him. She felt him lift her hips to slide a pillow under them. A touch of his hand had her spreading her legs as wide as she could, making room for him. She felt his weight on her back a split second before she felt his hard shaft penetrate her.

“Oh God!” She moaned and shuddered.

Richie rocked gently against her, his thrusts long and slow. Supporting most of his weight with his elbows, he rubbed his body over hers. It wasn’t long before her hands gripped handfuls of the sheet and she muffled her scream in her pillow as she once again tasted ecstasy. Slowing his movements even more, he rode out her storm. When her convulsions faded, he raised up on his knees, lifting her hips with him. Gripping her hips firmly, he began moving again, pulling her back towards as him as he thrusted so that he could reach even deeper. This time, he rode her hard and fast.

“Oh! Oh…Oh…Oh God!” She was beyond speech.

“Yes! That’s it baby. Take it. Take it all!” He was panting, and grunting with the effort behind each thrust. “I want you to come for me baby. I want you to come hard. NOW!”

Only the pillow prevented her scream from reaching beyond their bedroom, and alerting the household. Richie collapsed on her, his body shaking as he emptied himself inside her.

“Are you trying to kill me?” She panted.

He chuckled breathlessly. “No, just trying to keep up.”

It was several minutes before he had the strength to withdraw and roll off of her onto his back. Still panting, he turned his head to find her watching him. He could see the tears shining in her eyes, but there were no shadows clouding the sapphire depths. He was confused.

“Angel? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

She raised a shaking hand to stroke his cheek and shook her head. “No, you didn’t hurt me.” She paused, trying to catch her breath. “You are an incredible man. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before. Things I didn’t know I could feel. I love you so much.” She swallowed and her tears overflowed. “I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost you.”

“Oh baby! I love you too.” He gathered her into his arms and held her tight, pressing a kiss to her forehead, his hands stroking her soothingly. “I’m not going anywhere. You’re never going to lose me.”

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This is my nice little story turned epic with Richie in the starring role - although Jon plays a large part.