Atonement(70)

He slowly brought us down to the floor so I straddled his waist and he had more access to my breasts while I controlled the pacing of our sex. While he focused on slowly driving me crazy with his teasing strokes of my breasts and nipples, I drove him deeper and harder inside me before I began to pick up the pace.

“Calm down,” he murmured against my skin. “We have all night.”

My eyes met his in the dimness of the room and I nodded as he slipped my dress off completely before he picked us both up and carried us into the bedroom where he laid us both on the bed as we hadn’t disconnected from one another and his manhood had been buried inside me the whole time.

I spread my legs and he adjusted his weight so I didn’t feel suffocated by him. His arms straightened out and my own arms wrapped around his neck. He began to thrust inside me with an aching slow rhythm before he would speed it up and f*ck me hard, fast and rough.

Occasionally, he would lean closer to me and we would kiss passionately; those were my favorite as they were sensual and we were completely in sync with one another and what our bodies were feeling.

After a while of this utter manipulation of my body and the withholding of my orgasm, I rolled us over until he was on his back and I was on top again. I began to buck my hips, pulling his cock into me and slowly milking his orgasm and mine out of me at the same time. He was a lot closer than I was but all it took for him to bring me up to speed was his fingers playing with my ultra sensitive nipples and I was again on the edge of an explosive orgasm.

The pace became quick, frenzied and before we both knew it, I began to come shortly after he began his descent into a pleasure that could never fully be described with words alone.

I sighed as the last of the ecstatic feeling left me and with energy I didn’t know I still possessed, I rolled off his body and collapsed on my back, legs still splayed open in an overtly sexual manner I was unaware of at that moment. My eyes were closed when I felt Colin’s mouth on my still pulsating clit and I moaned out loud before I tried to close my legs.

“Shh, just enjoy it. I wasn’t finished,” he whispered as his magic fingers touched my nipples again and I arched my back while my legs fell open on their own.

His sexually aggressive tongue lapped at my clit before his mouth surrounded the nub with hot warmth that melted my insides. I was sore from our earlier tryst but the moment his fingers slid inside me and found my g-spot, all the discomfort disappeared as he caressed the ultra sensitive spongy tissue.

Between his tongue caressing my clit and his fingers teasing and bringing me to the brink of yet another orgasm I had no idea still existed in my body, I was nearing an edge of pure pleasure I never knew existed except with my favorite vibrator which was known as the Rabbit for a reason.

However, there were spots even the Rabbit couldn’t reach and the human body in all of its awesomeness did so much better and when a man really knew what he was doing and his fingers hit all the right spots in a woman’s body, it was something that could not be duplicated with a piece of plastic. My orgasm started at the base of my clit and like ocean water flowing in during high tide, spread throughout my body.

Colin slid me over and I managed to get on my knees as he slid his cock inside me and f*cked me hard and rough for several unspeakable minutes. His fingers never left my ultra sensitive clit and every time I thought I couldn’t experience another ounce of pleasure, he brought me to another orgasm. I lost count the moment my vaginal muscles clinched around his manhood in a possessive manner and milked another orgasm from him.

He withdrew and lay on his back, clearly spent as a layer of sweat covered his body. I crawled to him and lay next to him though I chose my side as I was sore all over but it was a good feeling I would definitely regret in the morning as we had a flight to catch back to the States.

I felt him spoon me and I accepted his possessive arms encircle my body filling me with overwhelming warmth and a feeling of safety.

“You belong to me. Not just now but forever and always. I love you, Deirdre,” he whispered before he kissed my neck.

“I love you too, honey.” I kissed his possessive hands and inhaled their scent. They smelled like sex, cologne and perfume—the very scent I’d worn that evening. It was the scent I fell asleep with surrounding my nostrils and it chased me from this world into the next.





OUR LATE NIGHT almost cost us a flight back to Seattle as we were late waking and late getting to the airport. We were weighted down with packages this time and it cost us a weight baggage fee but by the time we made it to the gate, the last call for our flight announced itself on the loud speakers and we quickly handed over our American passports and tickets to the attendant before she handed them back and murmured something in French about “les américains”.