If You Were Mine(7)



I was wet, soaked in fact. My panties were saturated, the material rubbing along my sensitive folds. He made this low sound deep within his chest as he walked us backward, his mouth on my throat, his teeth and tongue ravishing me there. I felt his erection digging into my belly. Lennon was huge, his dick thick and long, like this steel rod between us.

I felt the wall stop our movement, and this gasp of surprised pleasure filled me.

“I want to give you everything,” he said as he kissed a path along my neck. “I want to make you know what it means to be properly loved.”

Love.

Tingles spread throughout my entire body, settling right between my thighs.

“I want to touch you everywhere, memorize every part of you until you’re engrained in my brain.” He said the last word on this guttural groan and then dug his dick farther into my belly. “Tell me what you want.”

“You. I want you everywhere.”

“I should go slow, be easy with you. You deserve that and so much more.”

My entire body felt like it would combust at any second.

“I know what you want, what you need, Daisy,” he said against the side of my throat, his lips moving as he spoke, his warm breath fanning along my sensitive skin. He ran his tongue along the arch of my neck. I felt the chill in the air when he was no longer pressed against me, and goose bumps formed on my body.

I stared at him, looking so big and intimidating, so powerful and… aroused for me. The outline of his erection pressing against his slacks was huge, if not intimidating.

“I want to see you bared, want to see every part of your skin exposed for me.”

A shiver covered me, took hold and refused to let go. I didn’t want it to leave, didn’t want to feel exposed because it was gone.

“Show me, baby. Let me see what will be mine soon enough.”

I didn’t know why things were happening so fast, but I wasn’t going to stop this or slow it down. This was exactly what I’d wanted to do for longer than I cared to admit. I wanted to explore this with Lennon, not caring that he was a prince and I was a commoner.

I found myself undressing, watching the way Lennon stared at me, seeing how excited he was for this. I felt like I was drowning in a current, just allowing myself to go with the flow, let it carry me wherever it wanted to.

And then he started undressing, and I was locked on the sight of him, frozen in place at all the hard muscle and perfection that was revealed.

“I’m going to make you mine so fucking hard.”

The air left me, his words playing in my head over and over again. I could see the way his jaw worked as he appraised me, took in every inch of my body. He was gritting his teeth, his entire body tense.

Heat blossomed in me like never before.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Daisy.” He took a step closer to me. “I could come just looking at you.”

His words were sharp, like a knife running along me. I stood there for long seconds, not moving, not even breathing as he looked his fill. And God, he was looking his fill.

I finally took a stuttering breath. I was bared for him, every part of me on display. I looked down at the erection he sported. He was huge, thick and long, and the crown was slightly wider than the rest of him, a dot of pre-cum at the tip.

He had his palm wrapped around his dick, and he stroked himself, his focus on my body. “Come here,” he commanded, and I obeyed.

I wasn’t about to say no, not when I was so worked up I couldn’t even think, let alone breathe. Forcing myself to move was hard, though. My legs felt like rubber. His focus was on my lips, and I involuntarily licked them. He groaned in response.

Lennon leaned in close, his mouth right by mine. “I want to be inside of you, want to feel you come for me,” he whispered.

And then he had his mouth on mine. I desperately wanted him to do between my thighs what he was doing to my mouth. His lips and tongue were working me over like nothing I’d ever experienced before, like nothing I ever thought I could experience.

He broke the kiss, both of us breathing hard. “I hope you’re ready, because I feel like I’ve been waiting my entire life for this.” He gave me this soft kiss after he spoke. “And I don’t know if I can stop myself from claiming you fully.”

Good, because I didn’t want him to stop, not ever.





7





Lennon




I wasn’t going to be a savage about claiming her, about making her finally mine. My mouth was on hers once more, my tongue fucking her the way my cock would soon enough. I moved away only long enough to get out of my clothes. She held her arms out to me, and I went closer.

My entire body went tight when she ran her hand over my chest, her touch light but hesitant. That small graze of her fingers along my skin made me feel so many things. My cock was so hard I knew I wouldn’t last when I finally had her as mine.

I was desperate to make her feel good, for her to cry out in pleasure for me. “I need you on my bed, spread out for me, waiting for me to make you feel good.”

And when she was in the position I desperately needed her in, I could have gotten off just from looking at her. She was all gorgeous lines and feminine features. Her breasts were full, the tips this light pink color, the nipples hard as rock.

I let my gaze travel over her flat belly, her long legs, and when I got to her pussy my mouth watered. She had a trimmed triangle of dark hair, her pussy lips bare, visible. The fact I could see how wet she was for me already had me groaning. I reached for my dick again, stroking the fucker as I stared at her.

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