Page 69
Story: His Hell Girl
I know she's not ready for anything physical, likely she won't be for a very long time. And I don't want her to think I'll pressure her in any way.
We're going at her pace, even if it kills me.
"I can't remember the last time I slept this well." She brings the back of her fingers to my cheek, slowly trailing them down. "Or was this happy."
I capture her hand, bringing it to my lips.
"Me too, hell girl. Me too. And because of that, I don't want to leave this bed." I smile, tugging her into me and cuddling her.
Her small size makes her fit right at home in my arms, and I listen to her small sounds, the way she seems to purr as I bring my hands down her arms in a light caress.
"Then let's not. We can always watch a movie in bed," she suggests and I quickly agree.
Anything to keep her close. The more time I spend by her side, the more I'll realize that it's not a dream and that she's actually mine.
We end up spending the entire day in bed, alternating between watching movies and pillow fighting, all of them ending with us in rather compromising positions that have my cock dying for relief.
Like now.
I stare into her eyes, her legs spread to accommodate my pelvis, my hands hovering above her head as I hold a pillow. We're both breathing harshly, and I don't know if it's from the exertion or the titivating contact.
Does she know how hard I am?
Her eyes slip lower, to the tent in my pants, and a blush creeps up her neck. I'm so fucking stunned by her beauty, that I just still, my pillow dropping from my hands, my eyes fixed on the pretty red on her cheeks, or the way she pulls at her lower lip, biting it in an entirely innocuous way, yet that alone has the blood all rushing down to my cock.
She raises an eyebrow at me, but she doesn't waste any time in switching our positions until she's the one above me, her pillow aimed at my head.
Giving me a sly smile, she brings it down over me, some feathers flying out of the pillowcase and causing her to giggle.
"I win," she whispers, only now realizing that although she's won this, her position means that she's sitting right on top of my dick.
"I can't help it, hell girl. You have that effect on me." I smirk at her.
She keeps playing with her lip, her teeth nibbling at it as if she isn't quite sure what to do next.
Moving slightly off of me, she keeps her eyes on me.
"Why don't you do something about it?" she asks, and I see the way her pupils expand, her chest rising and falling with every labored breath.
She's as turned on as I am.
But I know we can't do anything just yet.
"What do you want me to do, hell girl? I'm all yours," I tell her. Maybe it will help if she regains some type of control over this.I know the last incident scarred her, both mentally and physically, and I'll probably regret what I did to her for as long as I live.
And because of that, I'm willing to do whatever it takes until she's comfortable with me again. I'll go as slow as she wants me to, even when my instincts demand that I fuck her into oblivion.
I need to get a grip on myself!
"I want to watch you," she says breathlessly, her eyes lingering over my erection. "No touching. Just watching."
She doesn't have to tell me twice as I pull down on my pants, my cock springing free and slapping against my abdomen.
"I forgot how big you were," she whispers, her expression changing to one of apprehension.
I feel a pang in my chest, the thought of hurting her physically hurtingme.
"It's only for your pleasure, hell girl. Never pain," I assure her, "unless you ask for it." I smirk at her, using my hand to grip the base of my cock, my fist tightening over my shaft.
We're going at her pace, even if it kills me.
"I can't remember the last time I slept this well." She brings the back of her fingers to my cheek, slowly trailing them down. "Or was this happy."
I capture her hand, bringing it to my lips.
"Me too, hell girl. Me too. And because of that, I don't want to leave this bed." I smile, tugging her into me and cuddling her.
Her small size makes her fit right at home in my arms, and I listen to her small sounds, the way she seems to purr as I bring my hands down her arms in a light caress.
"Then let's not. We can always watch a movie in bed," she suggests and I quickly agree.
Anything to keep her close. The more time I spend by her side, the more I'll realize that it's not a dream and that she's actually mine.
We end up spending the entire day in bed, alternating between watching movies and pillow fighting, all of them ending with us in rather compromising positions that have my cock dying for relief.
Like now.
I stare into her eyes, her legs spread to accommodate my pelvis, my hands hovering above her head as I hold a pillow. We're both breathing harshly, and I don't know if it's from the exertion or the titivating contact.
Does she know how hard I am?
Her eyes slip lower, to the tent in my pants, and a blush creeps up her neck. I'm so fucking stunned by her beauty, that I just still, my pillow dropping from my hands, my eyes fixed on the pretty red on her cheeks, or the way she pulls at her lower lip, biting it in an entirely innocuous way, yet that alone has the blood all rushing down to my cock.
She raises an eyebrow at me, but she doesn't waste any time in switching our positions until she's the one above me, her pillow aimed at my head.
Giving me a sly smile, she brings it down over me, some feathers flying out of the pillowcase and causing her to giggle.
"I win," she whispers, only now realizing that although she's won this, her position means that she's sitting right on top of my dick.
"I can't help it, hell girl. You have that effect on me." I smirk at her.
She keeps playing with her lip, her teeth nibbling at it as if she isn't quite sure what to do next.
Moving slightly off of me, she keeps her eyes on me.
"Why don't you do something about it?" she asks, and I see the way her pupils expand, her chest rising and falling with every labored breath.
She's as turned on as I am.
But I know we can't do anything just yet.
"What do you want me to do, hell girl? I'm all yours," I tell her. Maybe it will help if she regains some type of control over this.I know the last incident scarred her, both mentally and physically, and I'll probably regret what I did to her for as long as I live.
And because of that, I'm willing to do whatever it takes until she's comfortable with me again. I'll go as slow as she wants me to, even when my instincts demand that I fuck her into oblivion.
I need to get a grip on myself!
"I want to watch you," she says breathlessly, her eyes lingering over my erection. "No touching. Just watching."
She doesn't have to tell me twice as I pull down on my pants, my cock springing free and slapping against my abdomen.
"I forgot how big you were," she whispers, her expression changing to one of apprehension.
I feel a pang in my chest, the thought of hurting her physically hurtingme.
"It's only for your pleasure, hell girl. Never pain," I assure her, "unless you ask for it." I smirk at her, using my hand to grip the base of my cock, my fist tightening over my shaft.
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121
- Page 122
- Page 123
- Page 124
- Page 125
- Page 126
- Page 127
- Page 128
- Page 129
- Page 130
- Page 131
- Page 132
- Page 133
- Page 134
- Page 135
- Page 136
- Page 137
- Page 138
- Page 139
- Page 140
- Page 141
- Page 142
- Page 143
- Page 144
- Page 145
- Page 146
- Page 147
- Page 148
- Page 149
- Page 150
- Page 151
- Page 152
- Page 153
- Page 154
- Page 155
- Page 156
- Page 157
- Page 158
- Page 159
- Page 160
- Page 161
- Page 162
- Page 163
- Page 164
- Page 165
- Page 166
- Page 167
- Page 168
- Page 169
- Page 170
- Page 171
- Page 172
- Page 173
- Page 174
- Page 175
- Page 176
- Page 177
- Page 178
- Page 179
- Page 180
- Page 181
- Page 182
- Page 183
- Page 184
- Page 185
- Page 186
- Page 187
- Page 188
- Page 189
- Page 190
- Page 191
- Page 192
- Page 193
- Page 194
- Page 195
- Page 196
- Page 197
- Page 198
- Page 199
- Page 200
- Page 201
- Page 202
- Page 203
- Page 204
- Page 205
- Page 206
- Page 207
- Page 208
- Page 209
- Page 210
- Page 211
- Page 212
- Page 213
- Page 214