Be a Doll(86)

My cock pushed against the zipper of my slacks and I knew I leaked pre-cum because the fabric of my boxer briefs felt a bit damp in a strategic place. I took a deep breath, let her perfume fill me and then I dropped my eyes to her lips, mesmerized by their plush shape, the way I knew they were the softest lips I had ever tasted, the pair of lips that gave me pleasure in the simplest of ways while at the same time spouting words I didn’t want to hear and coaxing words out of my own mouth I didn’t want to ever say aloud, but was desperate to.

She pushed against my chest again when I didn’t move, she groaned with annoyance when it didn’t do anything. That’s when I felt the first tremor in her hands on my chest and saw the color rising to her cheeks.

Usually, I could read people and predict what their next move would be, but here with Lila it was different. I could read her, but I never knew what she’d do next and that was a thrill I couldn’t fully explain because it went against my need of control of all things.

“Using last night against me,’’ I started through gritted teeth and watched her eyes closing tight and shaking her head, stopping me before I said more.

“I shouldn’t have.’’ She went back to whispering, her voice so quiet I bet Lucas didn’t hear what she said.

“Too late.’’

Her hands on my chest stopped pushing me away. They laid flat on top of my coat and I wondered if she could feel my heart drumming a fast rhythm. She opened her eyes and I couldn’t see the anger in them anymore, only regret and the ever present fire ready to combust everything at the first opportunity.

“I’ve never met someone who could piss me off as much as you do. I’m sorry.’’

“Are you really?’’

She nodded. “Yes, but you do everything to make me lose it. Why do you do that?’’

I didn’t pull away or offer an answer. Instead, I closed the small gap between our lips and kissed her.

First, it was just a brush of lips, innocent and tentative, but when she didn’t try to pull away and I heard her breathing hitch, I applied more pressure on her mouth and bit on her lower lip. My teeth sank in her lip easily, making my blood rush faster through my system. And then, she parted her lips on a quiet little moan that sent a shock to my balls, making my grip tighten on the back of her neck again.

I didn’t waste a second and slipped my tongue in her mouth to meet hers and the first touch was like breathing air through depraved lungs. I couldn’t get enough, couldn’t stop and pull back.

My hand glided from the back of her neck to her cheek, cupping her face in my hand. She felt delicate that way in my big hand, my fingers covering her small ear and my thumb caressing the arch of her cheekbone.

That’s when she pulled back, breaking a kiss that seared my chest and poked at my heart, muddling my thoughts even more than they already were. Her eyes found mine and the glaze in them mirrored the lust I felt. The black of her pupils blew out most of the blue in her eyes. One glance at her delicious mouth made me trace my lower lip with my thumb at seeing it red from my kiss, just like the soft skin around it was pink from my scruff.

“I’m going to own your body, Lila, because you fucking own mine,’’ I whispered hoarsely close to her face. I watched as goosebumps broke out on her neck and down to disappear under her coat.

“I… I…’’ she stuttered and then grimaced, but the way she rolled her eyes told me she was annoyed at her loss of countenance, but I liked that. I liked it probably too much in fact. It made me fight off the smile creeping up, a real smile this time around. I also had the sudden urge to grab her in my arms and just keep her close to me, breathing her in. That was the kind of thing I had never wanted before.

Swallowing hard, I pulled back and let my hand fall to the backseat again, but I couldn’t look away as I saw the lust slowly ebbing off from her eyes to showcase her nerves. Or maybe I was wrong, I didn’t know shit with that woman.

“Are you pushing me away again?’’ I asked when she stopped stuttering.

I waited what felt like a long time before she slowly opened her mouth and let out a word that meant a lot in that moment.

“No.’’

I never thought a two-letter word could be that powerful before today, but it was. My heart sped up that much more and my every finger tingled as if my very skin called out to hers. My ears buzzed. My cock… my cock throbbed, rendering me almost mindless to the desire I felt and the need to sink into her took over.

I put my hand on her thigh, holding it just enough to pass as a possessive grip and the way her chest started to heave told me that it wasn’t unwelcome. It was hard to explain how watching your wife’s reaction to your every touch was a thrill, a pleasure so intense it’d drive a stronger man to great lengths to fuck her until his body gave up and his heart couldn’t take the exercise anymore.

“No?’’ I leaned closer to her again, bringing my head so damn close that I teased her with my proximity, letting her wonder if I’d kiss her or not. “Does it mean that even when mad at me you still want me?’’

“Just like you want me when I make you angry,’’ she said back, her eyes daring me to contradict her, but I wouldn’t.

“Damn right,’’ I whispered against her lips and took her mouth again in a deep kiss, so deep I wanted to possess her, to mark her so she would never forget me or undermine the current charging there. She moaned in my mouth and the sound was a caress to my cock, just like if she had put her hand on my aching dick and gave me a nice hand-job. My hand on her thigh climbed up, and up again to reach under her coat and stop at the juncture of her inner thigh and her pussy so hot it burned my skin. I itched to touch her there, to make her detonate with her clothes still on, but her orgasm, the sounds she made when she came and the look on her face at that moment were mine, and nobody else’s. I didn’t want Lucas to see anything.