1. Toxic Pull


    Date: 10/19/2017, Categories: Love Stories, Author: MadameMolly, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    inner calf; rising to his knees, he kissed hers. Their eyes were still locked and Lucy’s heart was pounding. She was slipping into his eyes and felt only the feel the soft scratching of his beard and the warmth of his breath on her inner thigh. Her robe fell open as easily as her legs under his skillful hands. Lucy’s body shook with the burning desire that only Michael could ignite in her. His fingers dug into her inner thighs, pushing her legs to the side as his nose glided up along her mound. “God, I love your scent.” His tongue took the same path and his fingers dug further into the softness of her thighs. “And my God, your taste,” he growled. The look in his eyes were that of a man lost in the desert finally finding water; his source of life. Lucy’s back arched and she moaned for him. This man played her body as if it were an instrument; his instrument. Easing the music from her; starting low and soft as his mouth enclosed over the most delicate of spots. Lucy’s body vibrated as he licked and sucked on her pearl. “Mickey,” she sighed as two of his skilled fingers slid slowly inside. “It’s been too long, baby. God, I’ve missed your sweet, sweet taste.” Michael licked faster, moving his fingers in and out, willing her to cum for him and she did. Her fingers gripped his hair and her hips lifted, pressing herself harder against him. “Mickey,” she moaned softly as she began to cum for him. Michael grinned up at her and kissed her still sensitive cunny. She shuddered and ...
    grinned back. He left a trail of kisses all along her body causing her to giggle and goosebumps to form. “I love that sound.” “What sound?” As he positioned himself between her legs he nuzzled her neck making her squirm and laugh. “That sound. I miss your laughter when we don’t talk,” he said, while he slowly rubbed his cock against her. “We only don’t talk because of you.” Her voice was sad and he nuzzled her again, this time giving her a quick nip. “Shh, baby. I’m here now.” “Are you going to…” She was cut off because at that moment he slid fully inside her. If he had waited another moment, and somewhere in the back of her mind she heard herself say, ‘He cut you off on purpose,’ she would have asked, ‘Are you going to leave me again?’ Michael moved slowly in and out of her, becoming reacquainted with her body. With the feel of her walls hugging his length tightly to him the way her arms were hugging him to her. Lucy’s body was no longer her own, it was now Michael’s; the way it always was when he was deep inside her, claiming her. Nerves were humming throughout her body and her breathing was coming in short desperate gasps as he continued to move slowly inside her. He kissed her neck and breasts as she arched her back, moaning loudly. Sucking one perfect plump nipple into his mouth he grazed it with his teeth. “Cum for me baby.” “Oh yes, Mickey.” She clawed at him pulling him closer; desperately needing him closer. “That’s it Lucy, come on, give it to me,” Michael curved his hips ...