Beast of Venery (5 page)

              He immediately took the hint, removed his fingers, and moistened his tip with her wetness.  His erection nudged her opening slightly, and then slid inside her oh so slowly, filling her up completely. Gasps filled the air of the bedroom. Did they come from her? From him? It didn't matter. What mattered was how they moved together, as one single entity.

              She folded her arms around his upper back, only to let her hands wander down his muscular back to cup his firm ass, willing him to push into her harder. Faster.

              “Oh God. You feel so good. So fucking good.”

              “I want more. M...more.”
              “Of what, baby?”

              “I... I... don't know.” She breathed into his mouth as their lips touched through their talking. “More you. More everything.”

              “Like this?” He smiled.

Angling himself slightly, tilting one side of his hips down into her thigh, he continued his hard strokes inside her.

              “Oh my God, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!” Her voice grew louder and louder each time he moved inside her.

Her hands traveled up his back, but when he nudged that one special spot inside of her over and over, there was nothing else for her to do than dig her fingers into his shoulder blades and cry out into the nook of his sweaty neck.

              Returning back to earth she found herself sitting face to face with him, his erection filling up her insides. How she'd gotten there she didn't know.

              “Ride me, baby. Ride me.”

              With her hair covering most of her face after her extraterrestrial adventure, she could do nothing but nod, letting his hands rest on her waist, helping her move up and down, and setting a steady rhythm. Being a somewhat large busted woman, not able to comfortably trot around without a bra, she grabbed her breasts with both her hands while she rode him.

              “Drop your hands! I want to see them.”

              “But they will bounce.”

              “Hell yes, I know! That's exactly what I want.”

              She was too out of breath to feel self-conscious about her breasts and the way they moved in the freedom from her hands. Instead she placed her hands on his strong chest and let them move the way they pleased. Following the direction of his eyes, she knew he liked what he saw.

              He was the first one to ever appreciate her body, which gave her a new found energy and blissful happiness. He didn't give her time to linger too long in her little daydream as his head flew up from the pillow and sucked one of her bouncing breasts into his mouth. His arms held her tight around the waist, pushing her down towards his body. The harder he sucked and licked at her nipple, the harder his cock moved up inside her. She screamed. Again.

              “Oh God, you're gonna make me come! Oh God!”

              “Come baby! Come. Come.”

              And she did just that. Unraveling in his arms she smothered his face with her breasts.

After a few minutes, she realized he probably needed some oxygen to keep up his hard work. She pushed herself away from his face.

              When she though he couldn't go any faster, or any harder, he caught her lips with his, and moaned long and loudly into her mouth. It was his turn to come hard in her. She felt him grow even bigger inside her for those few seconds before the blasting of his explosion, making goaded little twists in her before his death grip around her waist eased up a bit.

              Letting her forehead rest on his, her trembling fingers smoothed some moist strands of his light hair away from his face. God was he beautiful. And in bed with her. Unreal.

              The air between them didn't seem enough. Panting in each other's mouths she nibbled him gently on the lips until he decided to open his eyes and come back to her and to reality.

              “Hi.” She said softly with a smile on her lips, letting her fingers roam through his strands.

              “Hey.”

              No other response was needed. He closed his eyes once more and let the motion of her fingers going through his hair relax him. The skin of her face rested against his, her breasts created a plush soft cushion against his heaving chest, setting a steady heartbeat beneath his ribcage, bringing his breathing back to normal. If it was ever possible to have a normal pulse around her ever again.

              Time was not an issue. They had been laying in each other's arms for what felt like an eternity before she smoothly slid off him to the side, resting her head on his arm which was stretched out beneath her head.

              His eyes opened, looking her face over.

              “You okay?”

              Giggles bubbled up from her throat and extended a huge smile across her face.

              “Ooh yes. You?”

              “Oh, yeah. Thanks.”

              “Thanks for?”

              Her left fingers played with his hand, which was holding her tight against him. She looked over to witness what could be named the most satisfied smile in the world, matched with strong fingers running through his longish hair. Oh man, was he gorgeous, and holy hell, was she in trouble. Big fucking, heartbreaking trouble. Only looking at him made her want to jump his bones over again, and then perhaps one more time after that. If even that would be enough.

              “Uhm, thanks for... I don't know... agreeing on having sex with me tonight, seeing you naked, letting me kiss you. Perhaps even, for letting me stay the night?” The last sentence ended on an up note, as if daring her a question he had been making in his mind.

              “You want to stay the night?”

              “Uhm, yeah. If it's okay with you of course? Not trying to push my luck here, but staying the night would be something that would make me very happy. Yeah.”

              “Hm, you already seem pretty happy with yourself. Sporting that huge smile on your face kinda gives you away.” She teased.

              “Ha, yeah you're right. Sorry, just wanted to ask. S'okay.”

              “No no! I was just saying you looked very happy. I
do
want you to stay. Please, stay. I would like that very much. I really do.”

              “Oh, okay. Thanks, I'd love to. Awesome.”

              Letting that finish off their conversation, he rolled away from her side, disposed the knotted condom, and dropped it on his pile of clothes on the floor. With no desire to ever leave her bed again, he rolled back over to face her. He pulled her against him with one strong arm, and let his thumb rub the skin of her back.

              “Are you cold?”

              “Uh uh. My skin is just really sensitive where your thumb is. It gives me the shivers. Goosebumps. But please don't stop. The best kind of shivers for sure.”

              “Even on your front I can see.”

              She followed his line of vision just to see her nipples peaking hard as diamond rocks against his chest. It did not help that his light chest hair tickled every nerve ending in those nipples. They were wired so tight she was afraid they might shoot off her chest like bullets at any second.

              “So, anyway, the skin on my back might be a big erogenous zone of mine. Nipples too.”

              “Mhm. I seem to have noticed." Satisfactory raked his smile. "Where else do you like to be touched?”

              His thumb never left her back, instead it started to move in slow, long strokes over her entire skin. Eventually touching the in-between land where her back and butt shifted area. Another shiver ripped through her, making even her head shake a little. Her teeth sunk deep down into her lower lip while she closed her eyes to the sensation.

              “So what I'm doing feels good, I can tell.”

              “Yes. Yes.” She whispered.

He kissed her slowly, letting his tongue lick over her swollen lips until she opened them to respond to his. No chocolate or champagne, or even locally brewed beer, would ever again taste as good as her.

              “What about you? Any areas or 'zones' I should pay more attention to? Tell me. I'm all ears.”

              “Erogenous zones, ha? I have one zone baby and it's located between my legs. I'm simple that way. I would almost go as far as saying most guys have that one main area. It will even wake up faster for playtime if you kiss me at the same time. And to add, with tongue please. And if you suck my finger into your mouth while your hand is between my legs, or even really close to it up on my thigh, you can just start to count down the seconds before I come.”

              More giggling spread between the sheets when he rolled her over to spoon her. Giving him better access to her back. More of his kisses lavished her neck and shoulders.

              “Perhaps my erogenous zone sits in your fingers? Never thought about that did you? Top ten on the list though would probably be watching you take care of yourself... yeah, definitely. That must be the top ten, perhaps even an eleven. Do that and you'll slay me. I'll worship at your feet.”

              “What? Really?”

              “You masturbating – yep, that is my top ten. Top freaking hundred. Perhaps my erogenous zone is your body? Yeah, that's it. I could come without you even touching me at all, only using those hands and fingers on yourself.”

              “Oh my God that's so embarrassing!”

              “Hey, don't hide behind your hands!” He laughed while he hugged her tighter from behind and peeked his head around to watch her facial expression.

              “No!”

              “Hahaha, you started this game. I'm just trying to be honest with you here. Would you mind doing it?”

              “Do what?” '
Please let him mean taking my hands away from face and nothing else.'

              “Touch yourself for me?”

              “Oh God. Perhaps. I don't know. I'd be self-conscious. It's not like I'm the first girl you see naked. It's such a private thing to do. Especially sharing what I look like doing it, being fully naked and steamed up. I've seen my face right after, and I know for a fact that it turns all flustered and weird.”

              “I would take pleasure in watching everything you just told me. I've never asked anyone else to do that for me, ever. Just you. You drive me both crazy enough to ask that, and make it safe enough for me to dare to share my fantasy with you. So, would you do it?”

              “Right now?”

              “Well, you started this vicious little game, and talking about this planted the image of you doing naughty, dirty little things to yourself in my mind. Your hands tracing your own body and grabbing your curves. Like I would do. Your hands on your breasts. Between your thighs. Fingers going inside your pussy. Holy hell! Oh, I guess that's another erogenous zone for me.”

              “What is?”

              “My brain. Again, I'm very simple. Say the words fingers, suck, or fuck and a million things fly by in front of my eyes like a freaking porn movie on crack with you as the star.”

              If that wasn't a compliment, she didn't know what was. Never had anyone wanted her this badly. Wanted to see her this badly, or wanted to please her this badly.

              During their first night together she had let her shy manners get thrown out the window and allowed her hands to explore her own body to its fullest. For both their pleasures.

Chapter 3

              Unfortunately, Andy had gotten a big chunky taste of her out of the world crazy ex-life during their first year of dating. She dared herself to read him a few threatening emails out loud which Brian had sent after she left him along with some of her unimportant items worth losing behind. Flower pots, bed linen, Christmas ornaments to name a few. Her move was a rush act, and with only a small moving truck she grabbed the most essential and beloved items and decided to leave the rest behind. She hoped he would actually be pissed enough at her and throw it all out, or even burn it. She didn't want him to think of her ever again.

              She left their dogs behind, and it almost killed her thinking about it. She knew he would take care of them in some type of fashion, train them for hunting or property security, but not love them the way she had done. They were her babies, but in the hurry to leave, she made the decision to either stay with them and die, or leave them and survive. She chose life, and kissed them both farewell, wiping tears away from her face that day. Her survival instinct took over and she told herself it was all for the best. This is the way it had to be.