ZAIA. Oh fuck! Pleasure erupts through me when he grabs my breasts massaging them sensually. My pussy clenches with need. Oh, he’s always been so good with his hands… but his massages… his touch… so damn good…
I’ve missed this…
I gasp when he kneads my breasts, his rough fingertips brushing my hardened nipples and I arch my back, jolt after jolt of pleasure rushing through me. I can feel his hard shaft pressing against my ass, the fabric of our clothes a barrier I don’t want between us. I want him inside of me now…
He’s so good at this. “Let’s get rid of this gown…” He purrs huskily in my ear.
Yes, please. I nod, my cheeks flushed as I tilt my head to the right, teasing him with access to my neck. As expected, he leans in, inhaling deeply, but he doesn’t kiss me.
His hands slip down over my waist and hips before he bunches up my dress and with one deft move has it off over my head, tossing it onto the floor.
I’m in nothing but my lace panties. For a moment, I feel self-conscious, sensing his burning gaze upon me. I press my thighs together, closing my eyes as his hands brush down my waist. He massages me sensually, his knees on either side of my thighs…
I want his cock against me, or even better, in me. Oh, fuck… but he’s teasing me as he moves lower, pouring oil onto my ass. I bite back a moan, my pussy clenching as he begins kneading and massaging my ass.
His fingers skim under the fabric of my panties and I’m unable to hold back the whimper of pleasure when his finger slips between my ass cheeks.
“Mm…” I whimper. His hands slide around my hips, massaging them sensually and sending rippling jolts of pleasure to my core.
His fingers brush along my public bone, but just when I think he’ll go lower, he pulls back.
Tease! But if he wants me to ask him for more, I won’t. “You’re slacking,” I murmur, crossing my arms under my head and re- adjusting my position as I rest my head on my arms.
He chuckles before he slips his hands out from beneath the flimsy fabric and grabs my hips; he flips me over onto my back, making my breasts bounce and a sizzle of pleasure rushes through me.
My eyes widen, my heart thundering as I look up at him. I’m lying here with my breasts on show, and he’s practically eye fucking me, something he makes no effort to hide.
“Fuck… they’re so damn beautiful- you’re fucking beautiful,” he murmurs as he leans down and cups my breasts.
Are they? My body changed slightly after the twins, my hips remained wider and my breasts larger. But the way he’s looking at me now is with such intense admiration and hunger that any self-doubt I have disappears.
The other night we were so consumed in one another there was no time to simply admire the other’s body properly.
I watch him massaging my breasts, enjoying the view before me too as my own gaze runs over him. He’s healing well, but some of the injuries look like my shoulder wound, not as bad but possibly still hurting inside. Is he ok? I know he’s probably in pain…
“You should stop… your body must be hurting,” I murmur, reaching over. I run my hand down his arm, his eyes flash silver and I bite my lip as I rest my hand back near my head.
“I’m perfectly fine,” He replies, shooting me an orgasm-inducing smirk. He’s so s3xy… I won’t deny that I feel incredibly lucky knowing his attention is just on me….
His muscles flex as his hands run down my waist and hips to my thighs, making me arch my back in response.
I watch him through hooded lids as he pours a little more oil over my breasts and stomach before he massages it in sensually…
I’m so turned on right now… yet at the same time I feel so content and relaxed His cock is hard in his pants right now and simply looking at him makes me want to almost give in and ask him to fuck me…
“Relax…” He purrs as he finally touches my aching core. A moan leaves my lips and I part my legs slightly, his fingers brush up between my lips rubbing my clit. Pleasure rips through me as he massages and teases my pussy in the same way he did the rest of my body. “That’s it… relax and don’t hold back.”
He murmurs as I whimper in pleasure. I’m lost in the waves of ecstasy, and I no longer care if I’m the one giving in as he plays with me, rewarded with my moans of pleasure.
I gasp when his fingers slip inside of me, thrusting in and out. Delicious intense pleasure rushes through me as he curls his fingers inside of me, hitting my G-spot every time.
He moves his other hand down, pushing my thigh up and against the bed and I spread my legs further, shamelessly baring my pussy even more to him.
“That’s it, spread these legs for me,’ he whispers huskily, approval clear in his gorgeous eyes. A cool wave of air brushes over my pussy as he pushes aside my panties completely. Satisfaction and approval flash across his face.
Oh fuck…
I moan as I begin grinding my body against his hand. “Good girl, show me how much you’re enjoying this…” His voice is low, deep, and seductive…
Suddenly my eyes fly open when he goes down on me and I feel his tongue swirl along my clit, sending my body into overdrive.
My eyes roll backwards, as one hand twists into his hair, the other clenched beside me as he plays my body like a fiddle, knowing exactly what makes me go wild.
I bite my lip to stop from crying out as the pleasure intensifies. He’s so damn good…
Applying just the right amount of pressure and speed as he continues. “Fuck Bastien, that’s it. Oh, I feel so good.” I moan. His tongue flicks my clit, his fingers slamming into me and I’m teetering on the edge, the pressure heightening.
“Do you like that?” I whisper when I hear him groan in pleasure. “Fuck yes… you taste divine Little Fox, and this pussy belongs to me.” He murmurs before he returns to pleasuring me with his tongue.
I can’t reply, the intense pleasure rendering me That’s it! Oh fuck!
He groans in pleasure as my juices squirt from me and I automatically try to wriggle free, but he only growls, yanking me down again as he slams his fingers harder into me and my cheeks burn knowing my juices are all over him.
So close! I’m so- fuck!
White-hot euphoria explodes inside making my vision darken and white dots appear in my vision as my body. arches and I let out a groan of satisfaction.
My body slumps back onto the bed as I shudder from the waves of pleasure as another wave rolls through me. I gasp as I lay there, trembling, as I slowly come down from my high. That orgasm was… mind-blowing…
I shiver once more, my pussy throbbing as he slips his fingers out of me. He runs his tongue along my sore pussy, licking up my juices.
“I’ve missed how good you fucking taste.” He murmurs as eats my pu$sy for a few minutes.
I lay there, my pussy throbbing, my legs spread, allowing him to eat me out to his satisfaction,
I’m ready for him to enter me, but instead, he plants a soft last kiss on my pussy before he gets off the bed. The rustle of my duvet makes me open my eyes and look at him with confusion.
I’m too exhausted to get up, but what is happening?
“Bastien…”
“Sleep…” He murmurs, as he comes over and kisses my forehead softly. My heart pounds as I realise, he has only pleasured me and doesn’t seem to be expecting anything in return… What about him?
I can see his visible hard-on. When he adjusts the pillow beneath my head and tugs the blanket around my shoulders, I feel sleep overcoming me.
“Bastien…” I murmur, inhaling his scent as he steps back. I’m so tired….
“Hush Little Fox. Sleep.”
I want to argue but… I feel so comfortable. “Goodnight Beautiful.” He murmurs. I feel his fingers ghost through my hair before he steps away, and the light is switched off.
“Mm… Night…” I murmur before I hear the door open and shut. As I drift off to sleep, the one thing that I remember is the intense pleasure he spoiled me with, and I realise he indeed managed to ease my troubled mind….
Goddess, I love you, cocky annoyingness and all… I love you… Bastien…
