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Chapter 6 Strawberries, grapes

CHAPTER 6

Strawberries, grapes.

RICHARD

What she had awoken inside him, he wasn't sure, but he would be damned if he didn't fuel that inferno, if he allowed it die down.

No he would let it burn him, because he hadn't felt this way before.

He had searched for it in the various sexual affairs he'd had with other women, but he never found.

It became a routine for him, just sleeping around so the beast between his legs wouldn't get in the way of the life that interested him.

The money.

The business. The lifestyle

Yes, he didn't consider women as anything other than a means to cool off--just that, because he had searched and he couldn't find.

He looked for someone worthy and couldn't find, some had come to him, but he realized sooner they were fake, playing the part to lock him down.

To get him for themselves.

So he stopped looking.

But the person he was staring at now, ever since he had seen her, looking stunningly sexy in that brown trenchcoat, rich auburn hair gracefully decorating her face as she brandished that gun in his face, her features cold and hostile, he knew for the first time what it meant to be awestruck.

He had heard of the term in passing talk, seen it in movies, but he never thought it real, just a coined term to satisfy fictional fantasies.

That someone's mind could shut down and all sense of time pause because of someone else, that was a foreign concept to him.

He didn't know if he was the one who was going to ruin her, or she would ruin him.

He didn't care either ways.

He ran his tongue on her neck, drinking the music of her moans, cherishing it.

And because he wanted more of that, he went lower, to her nipples.

He wrapped his arms around them, fondling.

They were soft, smooth, rich. Her nipples were hard, waiting.

'Fuck' It was getting increasingly uncomfortable to restrain his hard dick.

Fuck hard.

It strained, throbbed and jounced so much he worried he'd have blue balls faster if he didn't give it want it wanted.

But he couldn't rush, no, he had to take his time, and worship this body.

He wrapped his lips around her nipples and sucked.

"Richard... please."

He stopped and looked at her. "Yes, baby. What can I do for you?"

He was at her beck and call, her mercy, because he had found his undoing.

This body was his undoing, this round hips, rich beautiful breasts, generous curves and smooth skin, his Achilles heel.

He was it's owner.

And attending to it was his pleasure, it responded perfectly to it's master.

She opened her mouth to talk but no words came out.

Richard growled. "What do you want, Nora?"

"You...you. I want you... in..inside me. Please."

His cock jerked with blood. 'Fuck this cock.'

"I didn't hear you baby. Repeat that."

"Pleaseeeeee. I want you inside meee." Her voice came out strained, like she was at the verge of breaking down with tears out of desperation.

Maybe at another time, he would have wanted to see that happen, maybe another time but now, he had reached the limit of his self-control.

He thought he could wait some more, it had been easier with other women, but she was different.

She easily untied the ropes of his self-control and he couldn't resist.

Without any forewarning, any response, he positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy which was a river by now.

'Sweet. She was ready.'

He pushed in, smoothly, effortlessly, feeling her juices oil his shaft instantly.

She inhaled a sharp breath as her hands stole the sheets, grabbing and clinging, fisting for support.

"Uhhhhhh. Yes. So sweet. So thick," he grumbled.

" Mmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned as he began moving, slowly, driving his dick deep into her and pulling out almost fully before driving in again.

"Ohhhhhhhh. Mmmmmm. Yes Richard."

"Put those hands around me." He growled, not wanting them anywhere but on him.

She quickly did as he said, wrapping her arms on him and rubbing his back as he thrusted into her.

He groaned in approval, burying his head on her neck and licking her.

"Mmmmm. Yes Richy." She moaned and he increased his pace, the sound of flesh slapping flesh and filling the room.

"yessss...yes yes. Yes babyyyy" she moaned.

He felt the pressure building." Oh fuck. I'm gonna cum."

"Yesss, do ittt. Give me everything. Please don't stop." She responded, and took his head from her neck, to her mouth.

They kissed and she nibbled and sucked on his lower lip, wrapping her legs around his hips tightly.

His self-control was finished at this point.

That had driven him over the edge, and he spilled into her, roaring as her own release came and she shuddered underneath him.

The shaking was so intense he held her down with his bodyweight protectively, allowing her to ride out her orgasm.

"Oh fuckkkkkkk. " She moaned and exhaled deeply as she collapsed to the bed, her body limp, the animation leaving her.

He remained on top of her, his dick still inside her, her warm cum coating his shaft.

He was in heaven and he had no intention of leaving. Who the fuck would want to miss heaven?

Finally getting little energy, he looked at her.

Her eyes were closed, but she looked exceptionally beautiful, and relaxed, at peace.

The red blush on her cheeks made her appear like one of the female characters from animated movies. Barbie, was it?

Her auburn hair and brows, complementing her fair color.

He lowered his nose so he could taste her breath.

It was mint, strawberries and grapes. Everything he wanted to eat.

He was getting hard again. 'Fuck.'

As if she noticed, her eyes flew open and his heart almost melted.

Those eyes that shone like diamonds in a night sky.

"Rich--ummmm"

He kissed her, taking the words from her mouth. She opened up and his tongue slipped in, interlacing with hers as he sucked.

A low groan erupted from his chest, as his erection went back into full operation.

He began moving inside her again, as he sucked her tongue.

He slid his hands down to her soft generous ass, lifted it into his palms, then he pressed them, hard.

Nora moaned in response.

He tightened his grip on her lower waist, elevating her hips so his penis went deeper into her pussy.

Nora pulled her mouth away instantly as he began thrusting.

A loud gasp escaped her. "Fuck fuck..fuck. Richhharrrdddd"

His pace augmented, and he thrusted with such ferocity that at the back of his mind, a little place where some of his sanity still remained, he wondered if he would bruise her.

But the animal in him didn't care, it wasn't stopping.

"Ohhhh fuckk meeee. Yessss yesss yes. Yes I'm cumming I'm cumming!!" Her moans filled the night sky.

" Release for me my queen." He nibbled into her earlobe.

And she did.

She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as the convulsion came.

Like someone experiencing epilepsy, she shook terribly under his weight. "Ahhhhhhhhh"

His own release came and an unholy animalistic roar escaped him as he bit her ear and spilled everything in him into her.

"Fuckkkk" Richard gasped, feeling the energy dissipate from his body.

Pulling himself from her body, he collapsed unto the bed, as the tiredness began to weave it's way into his system.

Nora's breaths were fast, deep, rapid."That was....gods! I honestly don't have the words for it."

He chuckled and pulled her to himself, so that her head, and breasts were on his chest, while her legs entwined with his.

Her cum and juices dribbled down his legs, making his heart flutter with ecstasy.

And something down there almost responded, if not that he willed it not to.

Fuck. He was tired. Truly tired. So unlike him.

This woman was no ordinary one. She was so rich she could fill you up and you wouldn't need a refill; and he had gone for two rounds.

Damn. He must be a mighty man.

He stroked her hair, kissing it, inhaling her strawberry scent.

Then the thought came. "Fuck."

"What is that?" Her soft voice answered.

"I released inside you."

" Oh...I am on birth control pills." She said.

" Oh, okay." He said, before a thick blanket of sleep began hovering over his body, his eyelids.

The rain had reduced in intensity now, but it was enough to inject him into Dreamland; a place where he could freely dream of auburn hair, starry eyes, strawberry scents and a sexy feminine figure made of blazing light, chaining him and enslaving him, finally putting an end to his wandering.

            
            

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