s*x Magic

Sticky Sweet

  Lily was trembling under Trent's intense gaze. She was terrified by her overwhelming need to be filled by him. To be skin to skin with him. To lick the sweat off his neck. If he were to rip her panties off and thrust high and hard into her right now, she would cry tears of joy. 

Dammit! She was in so much trouble. She desperately needed out of this room. Away from him. Lily said a silent prayer that he had maintained some of his sanity. It was unlikely though, judging by the way that he was growling at her right now.  Any sane person would be scared of the noises he was making. But it was only making Lily wetter. She could feel the vibrations in his chest all the way down to her c**t. Every growl was punctuated with a fresh gush of her juices. Her thighs were embarrassingly wet and she was anxious to reach down and wipe it up with her dress. However,Trent had her wrists pinned to the door high above her. Every time she struggled, his growls would intensify, making her c**t harder and her p***y gush more. 

"Trent please." With eyes closed Lily turned her face up towards him and tilted her head to the side. She had no idea what she was begging for but she needed a release. Any kind. She moved her pelvis towards Trent seeking friction. 

Lily's submission soothed the beast in Trent. He stopped growling and was able to look upon the woman he had in his thrall. Lily was flushed and panting. The red undertone making the freckles on her nose stand out more against mocha skin.  Ringlets of her hair were stuck to her face and neck. Her eyes were closed and her generous lips were parted begging to be kissed. Trent could look at her all day.  His little vixen had other ideas apparently. She was trying to hump his leg. He could feel her wetness on his thigh as she moved up and down. The smell of her arousal made him dizzy. No longer able to resist, he licked her neck, tasting her skin. He bit down on the sensitive fold, right where her pulse was and Lily stiffened and cried out in his arms. Trent's lips crashed down on hers. He wanted to be gentle with the kiss, to calm her down. However, Lily was restless and started to squirm and whimper into his mouth. He released her wrists, scared that he was hurting her. Lily took advantage of her freedom and shoved a startled Trent backwards on to the bed.

"Lily wait!" Now that Trent was in his right mind. He remembered what a woman in heat could do. Lily wasn't a shifter, but she was his mate. He knew that now.  Her heat cycle would make her more wanton when he was around and at times, more aggressive. Maybe that was why she couldn't focus around him. He really had no idea. He never thought he would find his mate. 

"Please Trent. I can't help it." Lily was above him, her dress jacked up to her waist and she was grinding on his lap. Her head was thrown back and he could see her n*****s straining against her dress. Begging for his mouth. Trent went cross-eyed from the sensation and held on to her hips for dear life. 

"Gods woman. Mercy." Trent gasped. He had to put a stop to this. He cared about this woman, and this was not going to be how he enjoyed her body for the first time. Lily was untouched and he wanted to explore slowly. 

"Hold on baby. I know what you need." Trent was determined to give Lily the release she was craving. He sat up in the bed and wrapped an arm around Lily's waist to support her. She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. Her legs were spread wide across his thighs.

Trent brought his hand up and pulled the top of Lily's dress down, freeing her breasts.

Lily was delirious. Her whole body was hypersensitive. She was sweating and moaning at every touch. Her only thought was of Trent. She could only smell him. Only taste him. She felt him everywhere. His thickness pulsated between her thighs. So hot and hard right at her core. Damn her underwear. His strong broad shoulders the only thing that she could cling to. His mouth on her breast. His tongue teasing her n*****s. 

"OOhh yes." Lily grabbed fistfuls of Trent's hair. Trapping him against her chest, begging him not to stop. She looked down at Trent with wide eyes. Consumed with sensation. Watching him wrap his strong hands around her breast and tease her n****e with his teeth. It was too much. But not enough.

"More Trent please." Hearing Lily say his name with such desire only makes him suck on her harder. His need for her consuming him. Trent released her breast and leaned his body away from Lily. He searched for her warm depths in-between their bodies.

Trent stared at her lovingly as he used two fingers to push her underwear aside and enter her warm cunt. Lily's eyes were tightly shut and her mouth formed an O. Trent rocks his fingers in and out of her, savoring her moans in his ear. He takes a breast back in his mouth. Wanting to taste some part of her, any part of her. Her thick n*****s sweet on his tongue. 

Lily hisses as his thick fingers enter her. He started with one to tease her walls, making her squeal. Suddenly two were there and the stretch burned a little. But the fullness was so right. The throbbing ache in her intensifies, forcing her to move her hips against Trent, matching the thrust of his fingers. Her breath catches as he brushes a spot inside her that makes her p***y clench.

"Come for me Lily," Trent demands watching her face. He knows it won't take much. He pushes on her c**t with his thumb as he twists his fingers, making Lily cry out. He can feel her juices all over his hand. Lily rides his fingers and she shudders above him. Incoherent sounds of gratitude spilling from her lips. Suddenly Trent flips her back onto the bed. Lily blinks and looks between her legs, the fog of desire somewhat lifted. 

"What are you doing?" Lilly asks. Confused as to why Trent is kneeling on the floor, sucking his fingers in between his lips. He refuses to answer as he quickly pulls off her underwear. Lily tries to scramble backwards across the bed. 

"Oh no you don't." Trent snaps. He grabs Lily and brings her back to the edge of the bed. Her bottom is hanging off slightly.

"I'm going to fall."

"I'll always catch you." Trent takes one large hand and gathers her legs together. As he pushes her knees back towards her chest, her bottom rises up towards his face. Presenting him with a delicious opportunity.

"Fresh from the tap." Trent rasps hungrily.

Lily lies there basically pinned in place. Turned on by what Trent is about to do and mortified that she is so completely open to him. She feels powerful and vulnerable at the same time. Especially since Trent is just staring at her. Lily doesn't speak. She holds her breath as Trent  slowly lowers his head. Lily jumps as he deeply licks her from pucker to c**t. 

"Oh my God. I can't." Lily covers her mouth as Trent proceeds to ignore her and lick her from pucker to c**t again. And again. Slowly picking up the pace. His tongue is long and thick and Lily is shivering from the sensation. She never thought she would enjoy...that. But Trent tonguing her bottom is stimulating nerve endings she never knew she had. Trent suddenly latches onto her c**t with his lips. His other hand is supporting her bottom. Bringing her closer to his face. Even though she just had an orgasm from his fingers, Lily can feel another one slowly building in her core. Trent's moaning sends extra vibrations through her c**t, intensifying the sucking pull. 

Suddenly Lily feels a slick finger teasing her pucker. The menacing digit enters her and lights explode behind her eyes as she comes hard all over Trent's face. 

"Ahhhhgghh f**k!" she screams. Trent begins to eat Lily feverishly. Drinking down every drop of her juices.

"So sweet." Trent tries to hold Lily still so he can enjoy her. He worked hard for his reward. She writhes and bucks under him begging to be let go. Trent continues to lick and suck, devouring her until he is satisfied and Lily is crying in exhaustion. 

"No more," Lily begs as he pushes at his shoulders. Trent lovingly kisses the inside her thighs before letting her go. He jumps up and heads to the bathroom with a smile on his face. 

Lily is left lying on the bed panting with her hands over her face. Her legs are still shaking and she is covered in a soft sheen of sweat. Lily can hear the sink come on as Trent washes his face and brushes his teeth. She rolls onto her side so that she can watch Trent unnoticed. 

"He must be disgusted with me," Lily mumbles to herself. She couldn't believe her lack of control. Or the noises she made. Or where he put his mouth. Did she actually cry? Was that a thing? Trent was in the middle of combing his long mane of hair when he catches Lily staring at him worriedly.

"Ponytail or no?" 

"What?" Lily was caught off guard by the casualness of his question. She thought for sure he was going to throw her out of his room. 

"Ponytail or no?" Trent stares at her expectantly. 

"Leave it loose. I like it." Lily was pleased by the simple question. Happy that Trent valued her opinion. 

"Anything for you." Trent was strutting around the room like he won the lottery. He dug around his suitcase and found yet another shirt he could change into. 

"Come on babe, we're really going to be late now! About 15 minutes late if we're lucky." Trent sighed glancing at his watch. 

"You can't be serious." Lily felt there was no way Trent could stand her now. She basically begged him to f**k her and then came all over his face. He must think she's a slut. Virgins don't do that. 

"What?" Trent needed Lily to get moving, but she seemed upset about something. 

"Are we going to pretend like that didn't just happen?" Lily was wide-eyed. She looked so vulnerable in the moment. Trent understood. His casualness had make her feel like what they shared wasn't a life changing experience. That is wasn't everything to him. He walked over to the bed and took Lily's small beautiful face in his hands. Rubbing her cheeks with his thumbs.

"Oh it happened. And its going to happen again. But we can talk about it later. We have to go to this rehearsal dinner. If I think about it too much right now, we'll never leave the room." He kissed her on the forehead and wrapped his arms around her. He could feel her relax into his embrace and he was happy that he had reassured her. He didn't ever want her to doubt how he felt about her. 

"Come on beautiful." Trent leaned down and kissed Lily on the mouth. This kiss was sweet and gentle, but her heart still skipped several beats. 

Lily dragged herself from the bed and searched for her underwear. Her cheeks burning as Trent watched her pick up the soaking wet piece of cloth. 

"Umm. Commando it is."