Flames of Fury

Incandis

I pull out of her mouth and lay her back down on the bed, hovering over her between her silky smooth legs preparing to notch myself at her entrance. My tip runs up her seam, collecting her slick and rutting against her clit.

“D?” Kat whispers to me before I can breach her entrance. There’s a tremble in her voice that wasn’t there before and I panic that I’ve hurt her.

“You okay?” I ask, halting all movements.

She nods her head frantically but her enthusiasm doesn’t match the anxiety on her face.

“I — I’ve never done this either, with anyone.”

I didn’t think it was possible but my cock stiffens even further at her admission. Her vulnerability calls to mine in the most intimate and primal of ways. I’m going to make her mine in every sense of the word, and what’s better is that she’ll truly be mine — only mine.

Her lips will know only my taste, her body will know only my touch, and in return my heart will beat only for her.

I lean back down to hover over her, one arm supporting my weight over her body, the other cupping the back of her head. When our lips meet again she immediately opens her mouth for me making me groan in response. I want her to suck my words of love and devotion right off my tongue.

I flip us over and adjust us so she’s on top of me straddling my legs. She leans down and takes my face in both of her hands, searing me with one more electric kiss before sitting up on me.

She reaches down and grabs ahold of my length, sliding my tip along her wetness. Her heat alone could be my undoing. I let out a throaty groan, completely disarmed by her touch.

“Ready?” She asks me in a voice as soft as her skin.

I flex my hips, pushing myself further into her hand and pressing against her entrance. My grip on her hips tightens in exquisite agony waiting for her to sink down my length. She notches me at her entrance and slowly begins to sink down on me. She only makes it a couple of inches before she stops abruptly and grimaces.

“You okay?” I ask immediately.

She nods but her frown betrays her. “It hurts.”

“Take it slow, baby.” I pull her face to me and worship her mouth, skimming my fingertips up and down her back, over her hips, and kneading my fingers into the supple skin of her tight little ass.

It takes all of my self control not to thrust up into her or to pull her down and impale her, but I promised I wouldn’t hurt her. She needs to take this at her pace.

Our tongues slow, instead of fighting frantically for dominance they explore one another leisurely, dancing and making love to each other in their own way. While my mouth worships hers, she works her way down my length, pushing a fraction further with every lap of our tongues until she’s seated on my lap with my full length inside of her. The fact that she didn’t grimace or whimper this whole time is confirmation that my patience has paid off and I’ve kept my promise to not hurt her.

She sits up on me, supporting herself with her hands on my chest, acclimating to the feeling of being stretched around my dick. I hold her hips steady and push my hips up further into her, earning myself a moan from her plump, pink lips.

“Fuck, that feels so good.” She whispers in rhapsody.

I groan in agreement, the pleasure from our connection is beyond what words can express.

“Move for me, baby.” It’s a beg that’s thinly veiled as a command.

She rotates her hips over me, lifting herself up slowly before gliding back down on to me. I manage to maintain my control the first time she does it, but when she lifts herself and sinks back down again, flames ripple across my skin.

This girl lights my soul on fire.

Every touch, every whimper, fuels the blaze inside me and it rages for release. She rocks and bounces on me, her confidence grows every time she engulfs me anew, launching me into an explosive release. I hold her hips down so I’m buried in her as deep as I can get while I fill her with my cum.

She squirms on me desperate for her own release. I flip us over and pull out of her, even though I’m careful to be gentle she still grunts her dissatisfaction. My needy little thing.

I kiss down her chest and stomach as she pants rapidly, her belly rising and falling to its rhythm.

She opens her mouth to say something but I shut her up by running my tongue flat across her folds.

“Oh, sweet girl, we’re just getting started.”

I drop my mouth back down to her sweetness and worship her body with my tongue. I dip into her entrance, tasting myself along with her own sweet juices. She tastes divine. I circle my tongue around her little bud before sucking it between my lips.

Her hips buck wildly beneath me but I hold her firmly in place. My grip is absolute, her body immoveable beneath me. I let her sounds guide me, as her moans get louder and more desperate my tongue licks and lavishes her deeper and faster.

I can feel her bud tightening beneath my tongue, I can feel her belly clenching in anticipation of the apex of her pleasure.

“Fuck, D, I’m gunna cum.” She moans.

With my lips wrapped around her clit I hum, then slip two fingers into her slowly as I nip at her with my teeth.

“Oh, fuck!” She screams as she releases around my fingers. I can feel her walls clenching and seizing around them followed by a gush of her sweet nectar. I drink her in like a parched man in the summer heat. She rides out her orgasm on my fingers and my face until there isn’t a drop of her nectar left between her thighs.

She sits up and pulls my face from between her legs up to meet her lips. She moans appreciatively at the mixture of our tastes on my tongue.

“I love you, Incandis.” She breathes against my lips. “Now, enough being gentle. Let go, please, I’m begging you.” She whimpers into my mouth, her legs rubbing together already in need again. She won’t be sated until she’s come undone around my cock.

I growl back against her lips before pushing her down, flipping her over by her ankles, and pulling back on her hips so she’s on her knees with her chest pressed against the mattress.

“Such a beautiful sight,” I murmur to myself as I appreciate her pussy on perfect display for me.

I fist my cock and run my tip along her seam, teasing her with what’s to come.

“Promise me you’ll stop me if I hurt you.” I demand.

“You can’t hurt me. But yes, I promise.” She replies softly.

Fuck. I’ve waited centuries to find someone like her, and now she’s here encouraging me to let go of the control I’ve spent every day trying to perfect.

I ease into her weeping core until I’m seated fully inside her. At first I move slowly and gently, letting her adjust to being filled and fucked in this position.

“Incandis, please. Don’t hold back.” She says as she thrusts herself against me as I push into her.

I lay one hand flat on the small of her back and wrap her hair around my other wrist pulling her up slightly. She’s literally begging me for it, and I haven’t broken her yet.

My pace quickens as I slam into her harder and harder. She releases breathy moans with each thrust, taking me again and again like she was made for me.

“Fuck, D, yes!” Her cries only fuel my fire. I release her hair and place both hands on her back, pressing her into the mattress as I begin to relentlessly piston myself into her tightness. My thrusts are frantic, our bodies glisten with sweat and cum and kisses, the sounds of skin slapping against skin is the soundtrack of our savage love making.

I can feel her building, her walls getting tighter and tighter. I’m holding nothing back, driving into her pussy with reckless abandon. I’ve let go and am pounding all that I am into her, fucking her down into the mattress.

She cries out in ecstasy when her second orgasm tears through her followed shortly after by my own release. Her pussy clamps around me again and again as we lay there together, milking my cock dry.

When her core stops convulsing, I ease out of her and collapse on the bed next to her, pulling her tightly to my chest unworried this time about hurting her.

“Thank you.” She whispers, brushing a kiss against my lips. “That was…” she trails off.

I smile against her lips, “it was.”