Page 53 of Completely Captivated
There was so much I wanted to say, so much I needed to explain.But taking a chance on words right then was not a risk I was willing to take.I’d make her feel my love through my every touch.We reached her bed, and I gently set her down before removing her oversized T-shirt.Noting it was actually my shirt she wore gave me a glimmer of hope.I quickly shed my clothes as she watched, her eyes raking over me and silently calling me to her.
The moonlight shone directly through her bedroom window, casting its silvery light across her naked body.Her eyes glistened with unshed tears that she quickly blinked back.My hands reached out to her and cupped her face to kiss her deeply.I tasted the faint sweetness of alcohol.With my intensity increased, I poured every bit of my love into the kiss, willing her to feel it and take her fill of it.I gently pushed on her shoulders, silently instructing her to sit, and then I helped her move up to the head of the bed.
I started at her feet, kissing, licking, sucking, and nipping my way up and down each leg.I took my time loving her, worshiping her entire body, and pouring my whole heart into her.Then I worked my way back up her leg, stopping momentarily at her core to meet her gaze.My chest clenched at her expression.It was a mixture of the worst pain, the purest bliss, and the deepest love I’d ever seen.That expression would haunt me—later.I’d berate myself for causing her so much pain and confusion, but for as long as she’d let me stay, my sole focus was to make her feel better.
I dipped my head and sucked her clit into my mouth.She gasped and grasped my hair in her fingers.Intermittently, I sucked on it lightly then gently ran my tongue over, under, and around it repeatedly.I moved slowly at first, savoring her natural flavor and every sound of approval she made.The intensity inside her was building to massive levels.She was so close but not quite there yet—but she would be there many times before I was done.
“I fucking love how you taste.And the sounds you make.The way your tiny fists pull my hair just before you come.Your breathy voice when you scream my name.”Her body melted under my touch, my words only adding to her need for more.
I increased the suction on her clit then scraped my teeth across it.Her hips bucked upward involuntarily.Her grip on my hair increased, slightly tugging on it and pulling me closer to her at the same time.Her hungry moans were sexy enough to push me over the edge before she even touched me, but I retrained my focus on her pleasure.
I wrapped my arms under and around her legs and pulled her core to my mouth, and I hungrily lapped her up.After a quick dart of my tongue in and out of her pussy before rolling it inside her, she almost sat straight up from the intensity.When she fell back against the pillows, I continued assaulting all her senses.My hot, wet tongue found her nub once again before my lips closed around it and my finger thrust into her waiting entrance.
As I pushed it in, her moans became louder and her grip became tighter.I deliberately moved my finger in and out of her at a leisurely pace.The need to see her almost matched my need to have her, so I raised my eyes to watch her.Her neck was arched back, her eyes welded shut, and her mouth was agape, with her sexy moans involuntarily escaping at my ministrations.With an added second finger filling and stretching her, I increased the pressure and crooked them to catch the spot that sent her over the edge.
“Aaron,” she screamed, and it was the sweetest music.
I pressed on until she rode the last wave of her orgasm and soaked my hand.When I pulled my fingers out of her, she opened her eyes in time to see me put them in my mouth and lick her essence off them.Her lips parted and her eyes widened.The pulse in her neck jumped in time with her pounding heart.She tried to pull me to her, but I gently nudged her back down, silently shaking my head side to side.
Her responding grumble made me smile against her skin as I continued licking, nipping, and sucking my way up her stomach and ribs until I reached her breasts.The stubble of my unshaven jaw rubbed against her soft skin, leaving light red abrasions like they were my own personal branding iron.My possessive side appreciated the fact that her skin held my mark.She wasmine, after all, and I was determined to win her back.When I reached her breasts, I took one into my mouth, sucking and biting on her nipple while my hand kneaded her other breast.My thumb and middle finger closed around the taut peak of her nipple, and I continued my double assault on her.Her fingers gripped my shoulders and back, her nails dug into my skin in response to the powerful sensations.
“Aaron,” she panted.
I raised my head to meet her eyes, yet I was afraid to speak the words that were on the tip of my tongue.Afraid the words would break the spell, and she’d tell me to leave.That she’d realize this wasn’t just a dream she’d later wake up from and instantly regret her middle-of-the-night phone call.
“Aaron, if you don’t take menow, I will leave and find someone else who will!”
Her words struck a chord in the hidden chasms of my mind.I knew her declaration was part bluff and all frustration, but that very thought had tormented me countless times every night.The thought spurred me to speak my mind, my response leaving no room for discussion or argument.
“The.Hell.You.Will.You aremine, Christa.For better or for worse.Till death do us part.And it’ll be over my dead fucking body that any other man touches you–or it’ll behisfucking death.”I meant every word of it.
Her eyes widened in surprise, studying my face and partly losing the glazed look of desire.I sensed my fear was about to come true—she was on the verge of realizing our rendezvous was a huge mistake and making me leave.So I decided to finish what she asked me to start.I aligned the head of my cock at the entrance of her wet core then slowly pushed into her, giving her body time to adjust to my size.
Once I’d pushed in to the hilt, burying myself fully inside her, I curled my hips and thrust slightly harder into her.I straightened my arms and looked directly into her eyes, holding hers captive.The glazed look returned to her eyes, and her hands moved to my chest, gripping, holding, and stroking me as I thrust into her harder and harder.
When she closed her eyes, I immediately issued an order.“Open your eyes and look at me.Seeme,Christa.You were made for me and only me.You are like a finely tuned violin, custom-made to be played only by my hands.Your body wraps around and fits me perfectly.I know every sound you make, when your breathing changes, and only I can give you what your body craves.I am the only man who can answer its call.You.Belong.To.Me.And I belong to you.”I kept my voice low and let it flow across the air between us.Her inner walls quivered and squeezed me as her body shuddered at my words.
I pulled her legs up, wrapped my arms behind her knees, and increased the angle and depth of my penetration.Christa grasped at the sheets, writhing beneath me in sheer ecstasy.Harder and harder, I thrust into her over and over until her orgasm completely took her over the edge.When she screamed out my name again, I felt her tightness squeezing around me, holding me inside her and milking me for everything I have.I gladly gave it to her, emptying myself deep inside her and groaning with complete satisfaction as I said, “You have all of me.”
I lovingly and slowly placed kisses all over her face and neck, reveling in her taste and smell as long as I could.My body still covered hers, but I held my weight off her to avoid crushing her petite body.I was still buried deep inside her and couldn’t bring myself to pull out, to feel that emptiness again.Whatever it took to win her back, I silently vowed I would do it.I didn’t want to push her, but I’d never just back off and leave our fate to chance.
The realization of what just happened between us crept into her eyes.I steeled myself against what she might do or say next.Would she regret it?Would she tell me to leave?Or would she admit she loved me and wanted to be with me?The questions flew through my mind at a mile a minute as I searched her eyes for the answers.
“Don’t.”I lowered my head and whispered the command softly in her ear.
“Don’t, what?”she whispered back.
“Don’t worry about tomorrow.Stay right here—with me,rightnow.”
“Okay.”Her reply was unsure, but I’d take it.At least I had a brief shot at convincing her I was sorry.That I loved her.That I wanted our marriage, our life.
I reluctantly rolled off her and aligned our bodies, turning so that her back was to my front, and my arm was draped over her protectively.I pulled her as close to me as possible.After a couple of minutes, she couldn’t stop her body from shaking or her tears from falling.Her sniffles killed me, because I knew I caused them.
“Talk to me, baby.What are you thinking?”My lips were against her neck, and her hair was fanned out on the pillow above her head, giving me full access to her sensitive skin.Placing light kisses along the back of her neck and shoulders, I hoped my touch helped her relax and talk to me.
She wiped her eyes and took a deep breath before speaking.“I’m thinking about how much I’ve missed you, Aaron.”
“I’ve missed you, too, baby.So fucking much, you have no idea.”But the fact that she admitted she missed me made my heart soar.“What else are you thinking?”
