BURN THE TRUTH

Episode Twenty-six

Finally, Devyn ushered Velda into the masterpiece of a bedroom. Velda's eyes barely travelled across the room before they returned to Devyn's.

Devyn bent down, his lips against her cheek, brushing it lightly— and still, that light touch sent shivers through her nerves, shivers that made her body tremble. "If you want me to stop, tell me now" he whispered. When Velda said nothing, he brushed his mouth against the hollow of her temple. "Or now" He traced the line of her cheekbone "Now" His lips went against her but Velda couldn't hold it any longer, his teasing was becoming unbearable.

Velda reached up and pulled him down to her, and the rest of his words were lost against her mouth. Devyn kissed her gently, carefully, but it wasn't gentleness she wanted, not now, not after all this time. Even though Devyn had been the one to voice out his needs earlier, her body had long yearned for much intimacy with him. Every inch of her body desires this man's touch.

She knotted her fist in his shirt, pulling him harder against her. Devyn groaned softly, low in his throat, and then his arms circled her, gathering her against him.

Unhurriedly, he ushered her until her whole form was on his bed, under him.

Velda couldn't stand it anymore. She took her hands off his shoulders, hooked her fingers through his belt loops and pulled him closer to her. Devyn let her do it with no resistance, his hands flattening against the bed, folding his body against her until they were pressed together everywhere like puzzle pieces.

Devyn's hands slide down to her waist and he kissed her, long and lingering, making her shudder.

He pulls away. "You never told me you wanted me this much" His voice seeped through them "And you're not making it easy for me. Do you understand that?"

She stared at him. There was something to those words that gave her tingles between her legs. "Can you see you're killing me?" His voice came again. Velda could see he meant what he said, could see in the eyes how much effect she had on him, how his usual grey eyes had altered. Her desire for answers battled the more primal part of her brain and lost. "I want you, Bruce" She whispered, and he pressed his mouth against hers, their heart slamming together through the thin layers of fabric that divided them. And she was drowning in it, in the sensation of him kissing her with such passion.

Devyn's hand slide freely over the silky fabric of her dress. It was almost like touching her bare skin, her chest, her stomach, her hips; when he reached the hem of her dress, his palm gently graced her delicate skin inducing her to shudder slightly.

He chuckled in surprise, low in his throat, and then he dug his fingers beneath the thin fabric and his fingers were suddenly on the bare skin of her legs. Not to be kept out she slide her hands under the hem of his shirt and let her fingers explore what was underneath the tight, hot skin. She ran her hand down his chest, feeling the unforgiving hardness of his muscles. Her fingers traced the ridges of his abdomen, her mind forming a picture of how he would look naked.

Velda parted her thighs, giving him an entrance to her feminine flesh and his hand expectantly felt the moisture leaking from her. Satisfaction gripped him. She wanted him. Was highly aroused. Devyn desperately wanted to push into the sweet p***y, to feel her warmth consume him, grip him like a fist.

Unable to resist, he ran a finger through her folds, lightly grazing her c**t before circling her tiny opening. Velda arched up like a shot, her reaction intense and immediate. She gasped into the kiss when he continued his careful exploration, and then his thumb was on her c**t, rubbing in circles that had her hips churning. And then he dipped one finger inside, barely rimming her entrance. She was dripping with desire. So wet and moist that he could take her now. She was certainly ready. But he wanted her mindless. Completely out of her head before he took them both over the edge.

Savouring the thought of ultimate satisfaction, Devyn continued touching her, bringing her close to orgasm. When she began trembling, her entire body tightening, head tilting backwards, he drew his two fingers away, giving her a moment to come down.

"Devyn..."

His name came out needy, desperate. Devyn chuckled and placed a kiss on her clothed chest before sliding down to her high, slightly grazing the skin with his teeth. Velda shivered again, already working back up to release but Devyn planned to take his time, savouring every second of this experience.

Devyn used his fingers to gently part her folds, further exposing her to him, he leaned down, inhaling deeply, absorbing her scent. A low growl worked from his throat. He was desperate for her, he wanted to dive in, to devour her with his mouth and then later his c**k. His balls ached with the need to possess her.

He tortured her body, coaxing it to the brink of orgasm, and then letting her slide back down. Over and over, until the sweat misted her skin and her heart felt like it will burst. His tongue was tireless and diabolical, cleverly focusing on her c**t until a single stroke would set her off, then moving slower to thrust into her. The soft, shallow plunges were maddening, the flickering against the nerve-laden tissue making her desperate enough to beg seamlessly.

"Now, please. Please, Bruce... Please..."

"Shh... I know"

He finished her with a tenderness that made the orgasm roll off through her like a volcano, building and swelling and spreading through her in a warm rush of pleasure.

Devyn crawled up to her with an alluring grin on his face, seeming proud of what he had accomplished as they met Velda’s weak ones.

“What an experience” He mumbled as he brushed his lips faintly across her jawline toward her ear lobe. His teeth grazed slightly and she shivered. “So sensitive” He commented tracing down to her neck.

His hand moved to extend her dress before he swiftly dragged it off her elegant body, exposing every part of her that has been hidden from his eyes. His lips parted with a soft growl as his eyes laid on her succulent breasts. They were so sexy and enticing that Devyn felt his p***s twitch in pain.

In no time, Devyn stripped off his clothes, allowing them to fall to the ground and then he took in the view of the lady on his bed. His Bed. He crawled up to her, hand tracing from her thigh up to her belly. The tip of his finger provoked warmth to erupt in every spot it touched and in no time her heart was raising and falling in an accelerating rhythm.

He threaded his fingers with hers when he came over to her again, restraining her arms. The head of his c**k aligned with the slick entrance of her body and he pushed inexorably into her. Velda moaned, shifting to accommodate the heavy surge of his p***s.

Devyn’s breath busted hard and humid against her throat, his big frame trembling as he slid carefully inside her and she wrapped her legs around his hips, welcoming him deeper. “Veld...” He growled, his body trembling slightly as she took all of him.

Velda’s eyes closed against the surge that thrust into her. His powerful frame radiated heat and hunger, spurring her wild desire for him.

“Yes,” She moaned, raking her nails down his back. He wasn't icy anymore. He was on fire. “f**k me, Bruce. f**k me harder”

“Vel” His mouth covered hers. He fisted her hair, holding her still as he lunged again and again, pounding hard and deep. He grabbed a near pillow and carefully raised her enough to insert the pillow beneath her back. Yielding her back to arch up. He thrust in and then his thumb was on her c**t, rubbing in circles that had her vibrating.

Devyn’s lips went down to capture her n****e, and his tongue twirled around the sensitive tip while he continued powering into her, driving towards his orgasm with a single-minded ferocity. “Mine... Say that...”

“Mine” Velda uttered between pants, so low that it was barely heard.

Devyn’s lips brushed over Velda’s “I'm yours and you, mine” He mumbled with his lips resting on hers before he thrust in harder that caused her to instantly tilt her head backwards, a breathy moan surged out of her mouth as a loud cry. And again Devyn drove deeper and her arms immediately curled around his neck as she let out another deep moan.

“Hngh—Bruce—ngh!” She blurted pulling him to herself.

“Yes, sweetheart. That's me...” He placed quick kisses on her face.

The rhythmic slap of his heavy balls against the curve of her buttcheek and the harshness of his possessive litany drove her insane with lust. She felt herself quickening with every twinge of pain mixed with pleasure.

With a long, guttural groan, Devyn started coming, his flexing body quaking as he emptied himself inside her.

She held him as he climaxed, stroking his back, and pressing kisses along his shoulders.

Devyn soon pushed his hand beneath her “I got you” He said roughly flattening her breast against him. He pulled her up, then sat down with her straddling his hips. She was slick from his orgasm, making it easy for him to push back inside her.

His hand brushed the hair away from her face, then wiped the bead of sweat on her forehead. His now-hardened c**k twitched inside her as she moved slightly to settle. A glimpse of surprise flashed across her eyes.

“For you, a thousand times” He whispered to her. His eyes not leaving hers as he stroked her back with his left hand. “Until you get satisfied, sweetheart” His lips moved to leave a lingering kiss between her breasts.

“Understand?”

She moved her arm to his shoulders, curling around. “Yes”

“Now, show me how much you love me in you” His face was flushed and damp, his eyes dark and turbulent “I want to know how hard you can ride me” He pulled his palm from her back and urged them on her breasts, cupping them before giving them a slow squeeze that caused Velda to move slightly, a low groan came off his gaped lips.