1. Writings of the Devils Messenger: Welcome Home


    Date: 9/1/2016, Categories: Fiction, Domination/submission, Erotica, Male/Female, Written by women, Author: RobinGoodfellowPuck, Rating: 61.5, Source: sexstories.com

    they were a branding iron marking her as his, her body trembling visibly for more of his touch, it was never enough not for her. "I love how you react, how your body reacts to me and me alone." He growls sensually against her neck where he had kissed her causing her to whimper, his growl itself like a dark caress to her very soul. " That is because I belong to you and no other." His growl turned darker more primal as his hands came up to wrap around her like steel bands, trapping her arms at her sides and he pulls her back into him tightly, his mouth still at her neck. She can feel every blessed inch of his body now pressed to her, the hard plains of his chest, those arms around her that could break her if he so desired, his cock against her butt, resting between her cheeks, a soft moan slipping from her throat, feeling him hardening more and more against her. His mouth once more on her neck, kissing, licking, nipping, pushing her more with his play, her whimpering moans just encouraging him more, he wanted her ready for him, needed her as ready for him as he was her. She couldn't tell him she was more than ready, her juices coating her sex testament to that, but he knew like he always knew, by her panting breaths that caused her breasts to rise and fall straining against the front of her negligee, to the way her body trembled at his touch, his kisses to her neck. Slowly his grip lessened on her body, his hands sliding back to her sides, his coarse hands moving along her ...
    bare flesh making chill bumps race across her sending a shiver through her. They moved down to her curvy hips, caressing back and forth from the front just grazing her pubic area to move back to almost massage the cheeks of her butt. Once more than ran back up hers sides, sliding forward under the gown to run over her flat stomach, feeling her muscles tense under his light teasing touch and back for his thumbs to run along the edges of her back, every higher. Her breath caught in her throat when he found her breasts, caressing the sides at first where they were exposed, to move more to the front, cupping their weight in his hands, massaging them until his thumbs grazed across her nipples, making them turn to hard little buds under his teasing touch. Small sounds, whimpering moans, the sounds becoming pleading almost desperate as she pushed back against him more, grinding her now extremely hard cock between her cheeks through her gown. That is when she realized as he had made his slow steady progress through the house, he had ridden himself of his clothes, somehow without missing a beat, his jeans were gone as well, she had been so focused on his touch she hadn't realized he was already stripped bare, and oh was he ever ready for her, she could feel his cock pulse against her as she grinds back into her, the small jerks telling her he need her as desperately as she needed him. As if he could read her thoughts she felt his smile against her neck as he pull his hands from her ...
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