“Let’s sit for a while.
You can tell me about yourself.”
He watched as she placed
her bag down on the pebble path, then sit down on the park bench. He sat close
and breathed her in. She turned to him. There was hunger in her eyes. He knew
that look. She desired him. It was strong and matched his hunger. He sighed.
She was so pretty and he wanted to fuck her right then. Take her on the pebble
path.
He let himself think
about stripping her naked and licking her all over. He imagined stroking her
stomach and then her clit. She would be wet for him, and his fingers would
slide into her creamy pussy. She would moan and writhe under him, coming over
and over, as he fucked her all night.
I need to feed, but not from her. I need her in a different
way. I need to fuck her so hard I can’t think any more.
“Daisy…”
His voice was low and
deliberately soothing. He took her hand, watching her face, waiting to see the
look in her eyes that meant she was afraid of his cold touch. It didn’t come.
As he took her hand, and traced his fingertips around the palm of her hand and
over her fingers, she closed her eyes in pleasure, leaning toward him. Dhruv
bent his head and kissed her. His cock stirred and the sensation was addictive.
He wanted an erection. That feeling of his cock filling out and growing hard
was tantalizing.
He slid his tongue along
Daisy’s lips and she opened her mouth for him. The tip of her tongue met his
and they both groaned slightly. Dhruv felt his cock straining now against his
jeans. He held Daisy’s face, kissing her, allowing himself to linger, soak up
her scent, taste her, and kiss her until his cock leaked.
She was holding him and
murmured against his lips when he allowed her to breathe.
“That feels so good. Your
hands are so cool.”
“I’d like to do more than
kiss you,” he told her, and caressed her neck.
She nodded. “Me too.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2013
All night hum? Gotta love a man with that kind of confidence.
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