Chapter 104 - 104 Forever Lifetime

I step forward, I took a bold step, placing my hands on his solid chest and pull my face up to meet his eyes.

We spend a few silent moments gazing at each other before his lips fall to mine, instantly catapulting me to his central heaven, my most favourite place in the universe. I m.o.a.n, moving my hands up in his hair to hold on to him as he lifts me and secures me against his body, our tongues lapping and circling slowly.

He takes me to the bed, laying me beneath him, my hands placed above my head. He doesn't hold them there, but I know that's where they've got to stay.

He releases my mouth and sits up, leaving me hot, dazed and panting short, sharp breaths.

He looks down at me, the cogs going into overdrive in that beautiful mind of his. I want to know what he's thinking. He's been slipping in and out of thoughtfulness for days now.

" Do you know that, I could sit and watch you wither under my touch all day." he murmurs as he plays with my b.r.e.a.s.t, yanking down the other cup and lavishing it with equal attention.

My nips twinge, being pulled and elongated by his fingers as he watches himself work me into a crazy wreck, his lips parted and moist.

Holysh*t! I want them on me now!

"Stay there." He gets up from the bed pulling my knickers off as he goes.

I whimper slightly at the loss of his weight from me.

Where's he going?

I watch him slowly unbutton the zipper on his jeans and drag them down his thighs, kicking them off calmly before drawing his boxer shorts down his legs.

As I watching him,I clench my thighs together to control the dull pulse at my core that's just advanced into a steady throb at the sight of him bared n.a.k.e.d and stunningly spectacular in front of me.

He crawls back on the bed, parts my thighs and runs his tongue straight up the centre of my V.

"Oh no...Ohhh....God, God God!" I cover my face with my palms, sinking my teeth into my own hand as he plunges his tongue into me, withdrawing and circling slowly before dipping back in.

Oh God, I might pass out anytime soon.

My h.i.p.s rotate in time to his tempo, seeking further friction, his palm spanning my stomach to keep me from bucking under him.

Why did I ever runned away before?

Of all the stupid things I could do, running away from this him would get the gold.

He lifts his mouth and blows a cold stream of air across my flesh before returning to his inexorable pattern of torturous pleasure.

When my head start thrashing and I make a grab for his hair, he increases the power and I detonate around him, pushing my h.i.p.s up on reflex and shouting out on a rush of desperate breath.

He closes his mouth around my core, literally sucking the pulses out of me as I shake like a leaf and my back arches to breaking point.

Feng Teng m.o.a.ns in pure gratification.

"Hmmm, I can feel you throbbing against my tongue, baby." He stated.

I can't even talk.

The influence he has over my body is extraordinary. I don't think I'm weak,but he's too powerful, he definitely the one holds the power.

My over worked heart starts to steady its beats, as I weave my fingers through his hair, relishing in his attentive mouth dropping tender kisses down the insides of my thighs, nibbling and sucking as he goes.

We're in tender lover mode, but for how long could be anyone's guess. I'm not going to try and kid myself that I've heard the last of my contraventions from last night, but I'm quite content to lay here with him nuzzling between my legs for as long as he'll allow. And that's another thing is, it's always by his terms.

His teeth clamp lightly onto my c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s and I shudder, hearing him laugh lightly as he kisses his way up my body until he finds my lips, sharing my release with me, brushing his soft lips over mine as he gazes down at me. My arms find his shoulders and accept his weight as he buries his face in my neck and sighs, his raging arousal thumping lightly against my thigh.

I shift my h.i.p.s so it falls to my opening.

"You make me so crazy mad, darling," he breathes into my neck, lifting himself and slowly driving into me on a stifled m.o.a.n.

I whimper, gripping every muscle around him.

"Please don't do that again." He reaches down and put his arm under my knee, pulling it up to dr.a.p.e my leg over his shoulder before bracing his upper body on his forearms.

Slowly, he withdraws and lazily works his way in again, his eyes fixed on me.

"I'm sorry." I murmur, circling my hands in his hair.

He pulls back, driving forward on a m.o.a.n.

"Darling everything I do, I do to keep you safe and to keep my sanity. Please listen to me, being with there's might put you in danger. So all I only wanted to keep my woman safe." He declares.

I m.o.a.n on another deep, delightful plunge.

"Yes, I understand, promise." I confirm, but I'm aware I'm raging with pleasure and, once again, he can make me say anything he wants.

I don't need keeping safe except, perhaps, from him.

He gazes down at me.

"I need you." He looks despondent, throwing me out completely.

"I really need you, baby." He say in desperately.

I'm mindless on pleasure, totally swallowed up by him, but he can't keep saying things like that, at least not without elaborating.

He's making my brain a knotted mess of coded statements.

Is he getting confused with needing and wanting?

I'm past the wanting stage and only mildly afraid that I've let myself fall into the realms of real needing of his.

"Why do you need me?" My voice is broken and husky.

"I just do. Please, don't ever leave me. I only wants you alone." He plunges forward again, enticing a collective m.o.a.n.

"Do tell me why." I all but groan, clenching at his shoulders, but ensuring I keep my eyes fixed on his.

I need more than his confounding brainteasers. These shallow waters are becoming muddy as well.

"Just accept that I can't live without you and I only need you in forever of my lifetime. NO ONE ELSE." He swear.

I look up at him, torn by my body's need for him and my brain's need for information. He's leisurely working his way in and out of me at the most dreamy pace, gradually encouraging another buildup of pressure to begin.

Ohhh, I can't control it.