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Chapter 8: Not What You Think

"I THOUGHT it was MY turn…" she protests at me.

Not anymore it isn't. I have had ENOUGH of this! I slide my hand into her hair, holding her still, pulling her lips back to mine. I trace her lips with the tip of my tongue, seeking admittance. She is stubborn, refusing me.

Fine. You wish to play like this, we shall play. I grab one rounded cheek with my free hand, pinching it roughly. She reacts as I anticipate, opening her mouth to gasp in surprise, unintentionally granting me access. I moan low in my throat, the sound echoed by her as I delve my tongue into her sweet mouth.

During the course of our wrestling my leggings have slid down over my hips. Sweet Eru, this is almost too much! I grind my hips against her, my exposed arousal rubbing against the damp fabric of her shorts. The friction is exquisite torture as I focus on her, delaying my release, intent on her pleasure. I draw my hands down under her shorts, one palm around each cheek, pressing her against my insistent length as she moves with me.

I catch her cries in my mouth as I undo the lacings of her shorts, my hand delving lower to brush against her curls, moving lower. She writes against me wantonly, shuddering as I find her swollen clit stroking it slowly, then faster as her fingers tease the sensitive tips of my ears, my shudders matching hers, our mouths still joined in a fervent dance.

I refuse to relinquish control as she intensifies her ministrations, my fingers digging into the firm flesh of her ass as my other hand slides between her legs, stimulating her clit and slick folds. I enter her with one finger, searching out that spot inside that will drive her over the edge, the heel of my hand still pressing against her clit. I can feel her thighs convulse as I find it, twitching as I stroke the spot ruthlessly, determined to drive her over the edge.

Cum for me. My lips swell from the bruising intensity of her kiss as she shamelessly rides my hand. Smiling against her lips, I add a second finger to her slick passage, stroking her in firm circles, moving ever faster as I feel her release near. That's it, scream for me. She wrenches her lips from mine as she cries out, her face pressed against my neck, her channel tightening around my fingers, riding my hand into oblivion.

As her body quakes in the aftermath of her climax, I carefully withdraw my hand from her shorts. I use the momentary respite to rein in my own desire, my length throbbing, pressed against the sodden fabric of her shorts. I will NOT give in to my need. Not yet. Her wanton movements had almost proven my undoing.

She takes a shuddering breath, her body still recovering as she raises her head, meeting my eyes. And for the coupe de grais… I bring my hand, wet with her essence to my lips, sucking one finger into my mouth before slowly licking my hand clean, savoring her unique flavor. Mmmm… Vanilla and… pomegranates. She tastes as sweet as she smells. Her incredulous gaze is transfixed on my mouth.

No sooner do I finish the sweet repast than she hungrily claims my mouth, her tongue drawing against mine, tasting herself on my lips. I drive my tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. I need to feel her skin against mine. I bring my hands up under the back of her shirt, pulling the fabric up. She shivers as I expose her, bumps rising along her skin in the wake of my touch.

She releases my lips to brush the tip of her nose along the curve of my neck, prickles rising on my skin with the move as I move my hands around to her front, taking a firm breast in each hand, my thumbs rising to stroke her erect nipples, sounds of pleasure escaping her. "AY!" she cries out, sitting up as I twist her nipples between my thumbs and index fingers, pulling her top further up. She obligingly raises her arms and I divest her of the garment.

Ay Elbereth! The sensation of her sodden shorts pressed against my length taunts me, teasing me to give in to my release. The added sight of her exposed breasts makes my arousal twitch, pulsing in time to my racing heartbeat. I barely contain a groan as she crosses her arms over her chest in an attempt to cover herself, flushing a becoming shade of pink from her breasts up over her neck.

Why are you not proud of your body? Why do you feel you must hide from me? Do you consider yourself unworthy perhaps? I reach up, gently pulling at her hands. I endeavor to reassure her, "Please do not hide yourself from me. You are so beautiful." She relents, allowing me to withdraw her arms.

Her eyes downcast, she still seems to doubt herself. Please do not do this to yourself. Ah, melamin. Again, I try to assure her of my ardor, gazing upon her form with unveiled desire, "Why do you blush so? You have nothing to be ashamed of." She closes her eyes, turning her head away, still unsure. What must I do to convince you of your worth?

The vision before me proves too tantalizing and I sit up, my lips closing over one roseate nipple as I embrace her. I can feel her groan reverberate through her chest as I tug the bud into my mouth. I feel her hands in my hair, holding me to her as I bestow each pert nipple with light kisses, lightly circling the second with just the tip of my tongue. She jumps in my embrace as I unexpectedly nip at the swollen bud, swiftly laving the hurt with my tongue.

Valar, she tastes so good! She arches her back, her breasts pressing insistently forward as I suckle with bruising intensity, her cries only making the throbbing of my desire increase. The sounds emanating from her drive me wild as I latch onto the other nipple, bestowing it with the same treatment as she pulls at my hair in wild abandon, her own desire rising anew as she rubs against me.

Ay! This is too much! I release her, leaning back until she looks down upon me. I run my hands up her back to her shoulders, pulling her lips back to mine as I twist us about, her body pressed beneath mine, my hips shifting forward to rub my pulsing length against her shorts.

Her eyes remain shut as I release her mouth and shift back, between her spread legs. She opens her glittering orbs, leaning up on her elbows, gazing over my form as I stand from the bed, my loosed leggings falling to pool around my feet. She watches me step out of them, kicking them to the side. Like what you see?

I pause, gazing upon her from under lowered lashes, not hiding my desire, letting her eyes traverse my body. I can feel the sun on my back as her gaze burns across my shoulders, over the planes of my chest and down my abdomen. I smile slightly as she avoids my desire, instead following the lines of muscle down my legs and back up again. She looks into my eyes for a moment before brazenly fixating on my arousal with obvious appreciation. You definitely like what you see.

She looks back up as I move to the edge of the bed. Eyes locked on mine, I lean forward, placing my hands on her waist. I slide them down over her hips, under her shorts. She arches her back up, shivering as I draw the garment down her legs, tossing them aside.

Once released, she crosses her legs suddenly, looking away, her skin flushing again. What is this now? Have I not yet allayed your fears? Have you perhaps changed your mind? Ay, what you have been through to have so little self-confidence. Can you not see how I feel for you?

I bring my right knee up onto the bed, shifting my weight forward as I place my right hand by her side. I gently trace my fingertips along the side of her face, turning her back toward me, letting my concern for her show. I smile softly down at her, leaning forward to brush my lips gently across hers.

My concern strengthens my self-control. I am determined to bring her as much pleasure as I can before finding my own release. I can feel her relax under my touch as I deepen the kiss, moving my hand to her shoulder to press her back into the pallet. Maintaining the kiss I drag my hand down her arm to her legs, sliding between to gently nudge them apart. I place my hand by her other side, bringing my left knee up between her thighs, spreading them further before kneeling between them.

Her hands find their way up by back into my hair as I slowly lower my weight onto her, the length of our bodies pressed together. My arousal presses against her thigh, twitching as her fingertip fondles my ear. My control slipping again, I moan into our joined mouths, my hips thrusting against hers.

She shifts beneath me, her thighs coming up to straddle my hips, aligning herself so the head of my arousal rests at her entrance. I release her lips, resting on my forearms. I press my forehead to hers, looking deep into her eyes. Are you sure about this? From here there is no turning back. I will not be able to stop myself once we start. Her answer is to turn her head, recapturing my lips in an ardent kiss, her arms about my back pulling me down against her.

I tremble with relief, murmuring, "Melamin," against her lips. I catch her gasp as I shift forward, just the head of my length entering her sodden folds. She wraps her legs about my thighs, trying to pull me in further. She mewls against my lips as I shift back and forward again, teasing her repeatedly with just the tip of my arousal. She arches her back, again trying to engulf me.

I cannot refrain from laughing lightly against her lips, her eyes flying open at the sound. I tilt my head back, still teasing her, observing her dilated gaze. "Shhh. Patience Melamin. There's no need to rush."

On the heels of my comment I shift further forward, eliciting a gasp as I enter her more deeply. It takes all my strength of will not to slam all the way into her, her clutching warmth taunting me as surely as I tease her, still moving slowly, trying to draw this out as long as possible. Unable to restrain myself further I suddenly thrust forward, burying my length in it's entirely within her, her cries music to my ears.

By the Valar she feels so GOOD! My control now tenuous at best, I close my eyes, holding still as I concentrate on holding onto that thin remaining thread. Her channel tightens suddenly, deliberately, around my arousal. A moan escapes my lips as my eyes fly open, registering the smirk on her lips. You did that on purpose! Little minx.

I look down at her with renewed appreciation, sliding my hands up from her sides to her shoulders, taking hold of them from beneath. Her legs tighten about my hips as I withdraw with agonizing slowness, entering her at the same pace, refusing to let go just yet. I ever so slowly increase my pace, my hands on her shoulders adding to the depth of my penetration, the head of my arousal rubbing against her cervix. I don't know how much longer I can handle this.

I feel her unwrap her legs from my hips, the soles of her feet pressing against the backs of my thighs as she arches into my strokes, pressing me even deeper into her tight channel. I thrust into her faster, shifting slightly to change the angle with which I enter her. My breath comes faster as she howls, head thrown back, wordlessly telling me I'd found just the right position.

I slow my thrusts as she curls forward, wrapping herself around me, her face against my neck, thighs clamped almost painfully around my hips, her body quaking with the intensity of her orgasm. Her spasming passage threatens to pull me over the edge, but I fight the need, still delaying my release. Her thigh muscles contract with my every slow stroke, her nerves overly sensitive.

I release her left shoulder, dropping my right hand to pry her left thigh from my hips, carefully straightening her leg out. Still buried within her depths, I shift to the side, rolling her with me to our sides. I slide my right arm around her back, holding her against my chest, my left hand gliding over her skin to her right thigh, gently urging it higher about my waist.

I hold her tightly against me, my fingers digging into her thigh as the need for release finally begins to overtake me. Knowing she would still be sensitive I chose this position to relieve some of the pressure on her, while allowing me to bring her to completion yet again. I keep my strokes shallow until she stops trembling in my arms.

She raises her head, taking a deep breath before I claim her lips in a searing kiss. Unable to hold back any longer I thrust deeply into her, rotating my hips to stimulate her clit, swiftly bringing her back to the edge. AY! So hot! So tight! So MINE! My fingers leave red marks on her skin as I drive into her with wild abandon, my scream mingling with hers as she drags me over the edge with her. Held fast by her muscles I shudder in her arms as she draws every last drop from my length.

I tip my head back, looking down at her face where it rests against my shoulder. Releasing her thigh, I bring my hand up, gently pushing her flaming hair from her face before gently brushing my lips over hers, leaning my forehead against hers. I whisper softly, "Ah, my love, how you completely undo me."

I start back at the complete lack of reaction from her, my eyes widening with sudden apprehension. I hold my breath, perceiving the steady rise and fall of her chest, the regular thrum of her heartbeat. I release my breath in a rush suddenly wondering at the fact that I'd rendered her senseless with my ministrations. Now THIS is truly something to boast of. The twins will NEVER believe it.

I carefully withdraw from her, gently moving her onto her back. I shift up to my knees, moving slowly so as not to disturb her. I adjust the pillows against the headboard, moving to lean back into them. Satisfied with their positioning, I reach forward, drawing her back up into my embrace, holding her securely about the waist.

As I patiently wait for her to regain her senses, the scent of our coupling assaults my nose. The sweet, tangy smell permeates the room, the scent alone enough to reawaken my desire, my length hardening between us to press insistently against her backside.

Her head leaning back against my shoulder, I notice as her eyes flutter before opening, her breath catching for the barest moment. I smile gently as awareness returns to her and she registers our altered position. Smiling gently, I reach up to turn her face, twisting my head to slide my lips over hers, just barely touching before pressing forward, claiming her mouth fully.

I return my hand to her waist as she laces her fingers together behind my neck, effectively holding me in place. I delve my tongue into her mouth, tasting deeply of her as my arousal throbs between us. I drag my palms up her skin to her breasts, first kneading them gently, then more insistently, bringing my thumbs up to rub against her nipples.

I groan as I feel a rush of wetness against my thighs in response to my hands' ministrations. She releases my lips, her head falling back as I trail light kisses along her neck and shoulder. Still teasing one pert nipple I release the other breast, sliding my hand down between her legs. I find her clit, rubbing it for a moment before delving lower, fingers sliding between her folds, my hand becoming slick with her wetness.

My arousal pulses in time to my heartbeat, my need to be inside her becoming overwhelming. I search out a particular spot on her neck, drawing my tongue over it as I slide my other hand down. One hand clasping each of her inner thighs I suck on the spot on her neck, causing her to arch back against me. I take the opportunity to pull her further up by her thighs, impaling her on my insistent length.

She shivers in my arms, crying out as I slide her down my prodigious arousal, still sensitive from our so recent joining. Her hands twist painfully in my hair, pulling on the length. I ignore the discomfort, leaning back into the pillows, pressing one hand against her abdomen, the other sliding teasingly through her curls as I wait for her body to adjust to the renewed invasion.

Once the tremors pass, I let my fingers explore lower. Finding her sensitive clit, I rub against it in tight circles, simultaneously flexing my hips, burying my length deeper within her. Her mouth opens in a silent cry, her thighs twitching as I move faster, penetrating her more deeply with every thrust, angled precisely to hit that sweet spot inside her and rub against her cervix.

Undone, she releases my neck to clasp my thighs, fingers digging in. She unabashedly presses down on my arousal, grinding herself against my lap, seeking her impending release. I gasp audibly, freezing as she suddenly tightens her muscles around my length, nearly driving me over the edge again.

Enough. Time for you to exert a bit of self-control. Let's see what you're capable of when put on the spot. She shrieks as I unexpectedly lift her by the hips off my length, turning her so she faces me, straddling my lap, my slick arousal pressed against her stomach. She meets my gaze, brow furrowed in clear confusion. I smile slowly before issuing my challenge.

"Your turn."

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