Luciano

Cry me a river

Grace woke up with Charles still inside of her. She watched his sleeping state in awe. His mouth was slightly open, his thick dark brows furrowed in distress, he seemed to be in deep thought and not relaxed. Even as a young man she recalled him always having a harsh look on his face as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. She kissed his creased forehead in an attempt to make relax. She moved slightly and gasped when she felt two strong hands grip her waist. She looked down and saw him staring straight at her. His eyes were glossy his pupils slightly dilated and he was not blinking most people would have scared by his dark stare but Grace was turned on by it.

They both remained silent starring at each other she in awe him in intoxication. She began moving up and down still not breaking her gaze. His member was now hard and she gasped every time she went down on him. She whispered his name softly rolling her eyes and throwing back her head in pleasure. He watched the beautiful scene unfold on top of him and made no attempt to move or break his gaze from her. He moved his hands from her waist to her breasts which moving up and down as she bounced on him

He grabbed her breasts and began playing with them, she cried out in pleasure and she hit his chest. His hands slid back smoothly back to her slim waist and he halted her bounce movements before slamming back into her with such force she came instantly sobbing his name. He continued to thrust roughly into her whilst she held on to the headboard sobbing his name. She never wanted him to stop but she looked at the time and realized he would have to and go back home soon, this broke her heart she missed him already and here he was still inside of her his gaze still on her as made love to her slowly this time. She was unsure if he was punishing her or himself with this slow pace but she relished having him inside of her even if it was for one night. She clenched around him before coming and collapsed a sobbing mess on his chest. She didn't want him to leave, she wanted to be with him forever.

He grunted as he came releasing his seed into her once again before falling into his intoxicated slumber. She kissed his chest savoring his scent before opting to watch him sleep.

Grace woke up to the sound of the telephone ringing, Charles groaned under her and opened his eyes he attempted to remove her off him.

"No". She whimpered in protest snuggling closer to him. He put his around and held her close and got walked to the phone still being inside of her. She knew he was kind and gentle when he was high hence she was taking advantage of the situation. He settled on the seat next to the table with the telephone and she straddled him.

"Hello". He answered the phone groaning his head was throbbing and he was still intoxicated.

"Charles". A soft delicate voice came through the receiver.

"Yeah". He groaned running his hands on his face. His member was starting to become hard again having still been inside the girl's tight s*x.

"It's me, Maybelle". He heard the voice reply and he nodded his head as if she could see him. His eyes rolling off a bit he was struggling to stay awake.

"What is it fancy face". He mused though he was still intoxicated he could not forget that sweet voice of hers he couldn't wait to hear how she would sound when she would be underneath him moaning his name".

"We seem to have a problem". She voiced concern. Grace heard the soft feminine voice and her heart broke he was talking to another woman whom he nicknamed fancy face. He didn't have a nickname for her, this girl must be really special.

She wanted to cry at this point as she watched the love of her life deep in conversation with another woman while he was still inside of her. Something clicked in her mind she would make herself known to this other woman she thought before beginning to bounce up and down on Charles causing him to hiss.

"Charles!" She moaned loudly hoping that the woman would hear. She needed to know that he made love to her the whole night and she needed to leave Charles alone Grace was in love with him anyway the girl was probably one Charles' wh*res. He never did serious relationships and Grace prayed that would change with her.

"Charles is something wrong". Maybelle's worried voice broke out after she heard him hiss as if he was in pain or discomfort. She hoped he was okay, she would be terribly heartbroken if something happened to him after all he had asked her to be his steady the previous night. She was now his girl and that thought made her heart flutter with happiness.

"I'm okay I have to go bye". He rushed out suppressing his groan as he hung up quickly. Maybelle furrowed her brows in confusion wondering what the problem might be as she hung up the phone.

Charles grunted as the girl straddling him increased her speed, she seemed to be crying and he had no idea why.

"Careful ya don't hurt ya self". He grunted as she increased her pace hitting his chest and crying. Charles was too high to notice he was slowly drifting off to sleep again.

"Salvatore". She called out when she came luckily he was too drugged to notice that she called out his real name that only a few people knew of. She went limp on top of him and pounded into her.

This time he was rough making her cry out, she clenched around him and he came releasing his seed into her again. She sat on him her body limp and sore yet he was still inside of her something she relished. She looked at the time and realized it was 4 pm in the afternoon, they had been making love for over 12 hours and his member had been inside of her for 12 hours straight. She smiled at the thought before dosing off on top of him