Chapter nine

Rielle’s POV

4 am…I'm wide awake. My pussy is pulsing, hips achingly tense with frustration. My nipples are hard, tits full and firm.

I toss and turn, visions of him from the evening before flashing through my mind like an erotic movie reel.

I can hear his grunts, almost feel his lips teasing at the edges of my folds, my body begging for the flat of his tongue to plunge inside me and hear the moans of his tone.

Soft kisses up and down my thighs, and across my stomach. I love how hard and fast he had fucked me as he pressed me to the glass.

I should be pissed that he had left without a single word but here I was aroused, pussy screaming out his name and begging, pleading for a release.

My hips grind against the mattress, my mound pressing down in search of relief. There's no sleep coming anytime soon because I want him inside me.

I can feel his hair at my fingertips, pushing his head into my pussy as he laps at the slickness he's made. I'm imagining his groans vibrate through me as his mouth indulges deeper, his hands underneath me, kneading at my ripe ass cheeks.

"You taste so fucking good." he mutters in a hurry. Raw. Hungry.

Remembering the way he held me makes my body throb even harder. My fingers circle, at the tip of my clit, but it's not enough. There's a gap, a hole, wet and wanting, where he should be.

Him pulling my pants down, sliding inside me. Wondering what was i could be thinking, what I was feeling, as his cock filled me ? The sensation makes me whimper, I imagine my legs on his neck placed nicely as he drives into my naughty cunt.

My hips buck harder against my hands. My fingers slip in a V around my clit's wings, I'm so fucking wet, but orgasm won't come. I need more. It's too much that he's missing.

Flicking my finger over the edge of my entrance only makes my nipples ache more for his mouth. God, I loved watching him suck my tits. The way he looked at me with desperate abandon.

I love how he would turn me to a position he want, a position we both wanted bending me and sending us to places.

I love that he drives me over the edge, the thought of his hand raked through my hair nicely as he fucks me in a brutal way from the back sends me.

I rummage in the side drawer for my little pink love egg, moving as quietly as a mouse at Christmas. Cold lube coats it, the contrast against my engorged, hot slippery pussy is almost painfully delicious.

I circle my clit tip with it, teasing back and forth until my hole begs, then slide it inside where it settles perfectly. My finger tips continue circling my clit, the other hand pressing at the egg, my pelvic floor is squeezing around the fullness.

Grinding into the mattress, I remember him fucking me from behind in the back of the car, my ripe ass lifted as an offering. My legs spread themselves wider on instinct- even though the egg already fills me.

I want more. I need to feel fuller. I want my ass full too. I want to feel as full as he made me.

I'm back in the drawer, feeling in the dark until I find a beautiful glass looking plug. More lube glides over it, and I play it against my asshole before pushing it in, slowly, carefully.

The cold slippery plug teasing at my asshole. My glorious pussy tightens around the egg as the plug slides deeper until it's fully seated. Sealed. The fullness is incredible.

One hand moves the plug in and out, feeling every stretch of my ring; the other pulls my lips up tight as I clench harder around the egg. My body is overwhelmed. Hips writhing and circling into the bed.

My fantasy flickers, him in my ass, then him in my pussy. I can't decide where I want him more. Everything throbs. I'm so fucking turned on, I feel like I'll explode. I can almost smell him, hear his ragged breath matching mine.

His lips at mine, his eyes as wild as mine. So much desire that night, I feel it still. The sensation at my ass intensifies and the orgasm builds and it's like nothing I've ever felt.

My mouth waters, my body trembles, I utterly lose control. Every filthy, delicious thought I had last night revisits me now.

Now my fantasy has him in my ass, his huge cock stretching me wide, filling me to the limit. The thought of him coming inside me is all it takes.

Imagining the look on his gorgeous face as he watches his cock inside me. The orgasm ripples through me, first in my ass, then exploding into my pussy.

My whole pelvic floor tightens and releases in rhythm. It's a huge, relentless, wave after wave of blinding pleasure.

When it finally subsides, I'm spent. My body slack, deliciously ruined. I love what it can do. I love how just the thought of him drove me to the edge and beyond.

I breathe in and out as my body relaxes, did I just fuck myself to the thought of someone who fucked me from behind in a primitive manner and left me there standing as he walked away without saying a word to me?

What tge hell Rielle? You can’t let your body control you, you’re better than this and you deserve better.

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I clean the sperm of my cock as I head to bed to sleep, thoughts of her wrapping me.

I would take my sweat time between those legs tomorrow. I hated that she knew Dante, Fuck! I hated that she knew anyone at all before me, i wanted to keep her in a dark cave where only I could go in, the need to own consuming me but I have to be calm, cant chase her away so soon.