His Bride for a year

Uncontrollable Desire Part III

“Issac!! Oh, God!!” I writhed against his hold but his hands were firm as usual, pinning my hips down and forcing me to take every stroke of mouth. He groaned into me, low, hungry and savoring my taste as if his life depended on it, and the vibration made me shudder all over.

He broke away just long enough to breathe against my skin “Keep your legs open for me, Maya. Don’t you dare close them.”

Then his tongue slid inside my p*ssy thrusting deeply before retreating to circle my c**t again. The switch made me scream and my body aching in ways I couldn’t control.

I was wet, arching and lost with every lick. Every suck drove me insane until I felt like I was unraveling in his warm mouth .

“Yes...,Yes......,Yes!!” I cried, grabbing his hair and riding to the rhythm of his tongue.

His eyes flicked up catching mine, and he smirked against me before sucking even harder while his tongue continued working in ruthless rhythm. I felt like the world tilted and it f*cking blurred. All I could do was to moan his name over and over again as pleasure crashed through me like waves threatening to drown me. I couldn’t hold it back anymore. Every flick of his tongue and every ruthless pull of his mouth was driving me higher until I felt like it was going to snap.

“Ethan......please. I can’t.” The words broke apart choked and mixed with sobs of pleasure.

He didn’t stop..., he only sucked harder, his tongue circling me perfectly, dragging me over the edge whether I wanted it or not. His grip on my thighs tightened, holding me wide, holding me perfectly still and forcing me to open as my body shattered in his mouth.

“Oh....oh!!! Sh*t!!” I groaned hard. The orgasm ripped through me. My back arched off the bed with my cries filling the room. I felt my legs tremble uncontrollably as waves of heat rolled through me.

I couldn’t breathe anymore, I couldn’t think either. All I could feel was him devouring every last tremor and drinking down every pulse of my release as if he owned it. I rolled my hips, riding and grinding with my pleasure and the flicker of his tongue.

When the rush finally broke, I collapsed against the sheets with my chest heaving and my skin slick with sweat. My body still twitched with aftershocks, but Ethan stared at me soo intensely.

He lifted his head slowly. F*ck, his mouth was glistening with me. Then, his tongue flicked across his lips as his eyes burned into mine. That triumphant smirk curved his mouth.

The shame hit me almost as hard as the pleasure had, but underneath it was the terrifying truth. I wanted more if him.

I tried to push myself up to hold him still trembling from the aftermath but before I could rise. Ethan pressed me back down, his weight pinning me to the mattress. His mouth crushed mine deep and the taste hit me instantly. It was me!!.

“Taste Yourself”, he growled against my lips, forcing the kiss deeper. My eyes flew wide as shame and heat collided, but I couldn’t stop.

The salt-sweet flavor lingered between our tongues until I was intoxicated and dizzy with it. Like damn.........,I taste so f*ucking good.

When he finally tore his mouth from mine, he was breathing hard, chest heaving. His eyes burned as he looked down at me, and his words rumbled like a threat. “I’m dying to know how that delicious p*ssy feels. I froze, my heart was hammering as he shifted back onto his knees at the foot at the bed.

He stayed there for a moment, staring at me. Then his fingers slid to his belt. The metallic sound of it coming undone echoed louder than my pulse. My breath caught as his hands moved lower to the waist band of his pants. He paused just long enough to look at me and that wicked smirk curving his mouth when he caught the startled, wide-eyes fear on my face. I was very scared.

“Never had a c**k before?” He asked softly, almost mockingly, leaning close enough that the heat of his words brushed my skin. His eyes gleamed with dark amusement as he whispered, “you look frightened”.

God help me, I was. But the raw ache was worse. My throat was dry, my pulse frantic as his fingers as his fingers worked at the button of his pants, sliding the zipper down. The sound made me shiver and every second dragged out like a life time. Then he pushed the trouser down, freeing himself. My breath caught again harder time as I saw him. Thick, long and heavy as his hand wrapped around him. The sight alone made my stomach twist. He stroked himself once, so lazily and tactfully with his eyes never leaving mine, as if watching every flicker of shock across my face aroused him even more.

I swallowed, unable to look away. He was big. The thought of him inside me made my thighs tense. Ethan’s smirk deepened even more, sliding his thumb over the tip before releasing himself.

Shame and anticipation collided until I didn’t know if I wanted to run or beg him to keep going, but I knew one thing for sure. I needed to feel him inside me. Maybe just once.