Find Me Alastar(77)

I have never seen a woman look so beautiful or feel so perfect beneath my hands. That tight, white dress has turned on the animal in me. I need to get him under control or I am going to hurt her… and f*ck, it’s going to feel so good doing it.

Emmaline’s hands are in my hair, holding my face down to hers, and my hands are on her behind dragging her body up and down over my engorged cock.

I’m as hard as steel as I feel the pre-ejaculate wet my pants.

I need to have her like never before. I need her.

I want her naked, wet and covered in perspiration. Only then can I regain some clarity to my thoughts.

I pin her body up against my front door as we kiss for an extended time.

Bed.

We need a bed.

“Door,” she breathes into my mouth.

I smile into her lips. I can’t even let her go to unlock the f*cking door. I step back as my body shudders as it suffers her withdrawal. I take out my keys and open the front door. A lamp is lit in my foyer on the side table, but the rest of my house is in complete darkness. I lead her in by the hand and turn to lock the deadlock on the front door with the keys.

“No escaping now,” I whisper into the darkness.

She kisses me, and then taking me by the hand, leads me up the stairs. I watch her sexy ass swaying in front of me. I can’t wait. The bathroom light is still on from earlier and I turn on the lamp next to the bed, and then turn the bathroom light off. I want to watch her tonight. I want to see that beautiful body as I devour it.

She stands at the end of the bed, her eyes dark with want, and I drop to my knees in front of her. I kiss her sex through her dress as my arousal starts to thump heavily in my pants. Her hands drop to the back of my head.

I take one shoe off, and then the other. I run my hands up her calf muscles. Do I want her stockings on or off?

Off.

I carefully roll down the top of her thigh-high stocking on one leg and slide it over her foot before I do the same with the other. I kiss her thigh through the split in her dress. I can smell her—smell the pleasure that awaits me under those sexy panties—and I stand with renewed urgency.

“Turn around.” I growl.

She turns instantly and I smile into the darkness. She’s so in tune with me, so in tune with what she has to do to please me in the bedroom. I like it… who am I kidding?

I f*cking love it.

Sliding the long zipper slowly down her back to reveal her perfect pale skin, I kiss down the length of the opening. Then I slide the dress from her shoulders and turn her around to face me.

I rub my lips as my eyes drop down the body of my goddess, wearing a white silk strapless bra and panties that match. I smile in appreciation as I reach around and undo her bra, watching as it falls to the floor. Her thick blond hair hangs loosely around her shoulders and her large, blue, hooded eyes watch me. I bend to take her erect nipple into my mouth and I bite it hard.

She gasps in pain and I smile around her as my body starts to really thump. I move my mouth to the other breast and she cups my face tenderly in her hands. Goosebumps scatter my body. She is the only person who has ever evoked such a reaction from touching me and my cock becomes near painful. I grab the cheeks of her behind with force and pull them apart as far as I can, forcing her up onto her toes to try and deal with my onslaught.

That’s it. I need to taste her. I can’t wait a minute longer.

I slide her panties down her legs and throw her onto the bed. She lands with a giggle.

Standing still, I watch her lying on my bed on her back.

Naked.

For me.

“Open you legs,” I breathe.

Her eyes hold mine and she spreads her legs wide. I instinctively grab my cock that’s nearly ripping my pants open as it tries desperately to escape its restraints.

I inhale as I catch sight of the wet, pink flesh, and my jaw ticks as I clench my teeth in appreciation.

She’s just so perfect, every damn inch of her. I drop to my knees, licking my lips as I brush my mouth up and down her inner thigh.

She sighs in pleasure and her back arches off the mattress. Unable to resist her any longer, I place my mouth over her opening and my eyes close in pleasure.

Fuck… she tastes so good. My tongue gets to work as I lose all coherent thought. The feel of her gentle hands on the back of my head and the sound of her cries of pleasure are drowned out by the sound of the blood racing through my body as I hear my pulse start to throb in my ears.

Her body starts to lurch off the bed, moving closer toward my face, and I lose myself completely in her.

Licking.

Biting.

Trying desperately to hold off my orgasm.

“Fuck me.” She growls. “I need you to f*ck me. Hard. Right now.”

I smile into her. I love it when she gets to this point… and she always does. She’s so desperate for my cock.

I’m being selfish, I know. I should let her come like this. But I want to feel her muscles contract around me because this climax of hers is going to be strong. She’s as revved up as I am. It’s going to feel so damn good.

I stand, suddenly aware that I am still dressed in my black dinner suit. She smiles lovingly up at me and I smirk as I rip my jacket off, and then undo my shirt and bow tie at record speed. I rip my pants down and my cock springs free. Emmaline laughs in delight and the sound is like an axe coming down on my neck.

She sits up and tries to grab my cock, but I push her back with force. I don’t want her mouth. With one hard slam I am inside her and she cries out. I stay still to let her adjust to my size. I can’t hurt her, no matter how much I would love to.