Page 19 of Text Me A Kiss

I fought for dominance until I was on top, then I set about making Pridamant mine. Hands, body, tongue—all of me explored all of him until we grinded against each other and the heat between my legs could feel just how much he wanted me.

“Kitten.”

The pleading word nearly drove me wild with the ecstasy of control. I refused to give it up—not yet. His whole body jerked away from me when I sucked at the sensitive skin near his hip.

“Kitten!”

More urgent, more needy, and even more fun to ignore, to tease. My fingers trailed their way down the reddened marks of bites and scratches to the zipper. The fabric there was taut, strained with want. My teeth delicately closed around the zipper and pulled it down as my hand gripped the layers of underwear and pants fabric and pulled.

My body felt his relief through his hips as they relaxed suddenly.Can’t have that.I licked the tip of his penis—just one short lick that turned his moan of pleasure into one of dissatisfaction.

“Kitten,” he said one more time, and this time it was the growl of a beast. Strong hands gripped me and took away my control. My pussy throbbed against the slick shield of my panties, and my hips wriggled.

Those same hands set me free. Suddenly Pridamant was on top, and it was like every teasing picture and message I’d sent him had built up to this moment. My pants and panties came off with a single swift movement. My shirt just vanished. Soft bra fabric rubbing my nipples was quickly replaced by sucking lips and a tongue that teased first one, then the other into hardness.

Every time his teeth tightened around my nipple or his fingers gave a sharp little pinch, I gasped and moaned because the twinge of pleasure went straight to that little needy place between my legs. My hips jerked, rubbing my dripping pussy helplessly against the leg that pinned me down. My lips wanted to apologize, tell him I was sorry for teasing him so much, but all they could do was form a little O shape.

Demanding lips matched that O. Locked in the kiss, I let the searching tongue that touched my lips between them to find my own. A tiny touch against my swollen clit, and I was moaning against Pridamant’s mouth. A finger found my entrance and slipped easily inside. I forgot how to kiss and just lay there, reaching new levels of desperation as my writhing hips begged for the hard length that rubbed the inside of my thigh.

“Do you want me?” The tongue withdrew and lips closed to form words I could feel.

“Y-yes. Oh, y-yes.” Every twitch of the finger inside me shattered my words into noises of longing.

The finger withdrew. I could breathe and think again. The sound of something ripping echoed in the sudden silence. Heavy, muscled skin covered my own body. My hand found Pridamant’s shaft, and the thin coating there reassured me. Rough, biting kisses trailed down my neck and chest. Shared shivers and moans gripped us. Everything his lips and hands did to me tightened my grip on his shaft.

Juices coated my wrist as I lined him up with my entrance. He was so hard, and I was dripping with readiness. “Yesss,” I moaned. “I want you.” My teeth nibbled at his lip and then bit down hard enough to make his chest expand with a sharp intake of breath. “I need you, inside of me….”

The tip of his penis rubbed against my clit and opening, then slipped easily inside me. It retreated, then pushed a little deeper, then slipped out—

Then plunged into the depths of my pussy, filling the deepest parts of me with pleasure. “Ooohhh,” I managed, and dragged my nails across his back and shoulders.

“Oh my god, you feel so good….” The tendons strained in Pridamant’s tensed neck and shoulders and the animalistic passion on his face went straight to my pussy and I clenched around him.

Suddenly this wasn’t enough for either of us. My fingers wove through his hair, then latched on, pulling him forward. His shoulders plunged forward, and I thought I’d thrown him off balance for a second—

Then he pinned down my arms with his hands and started to fuck me in earnest. His breath came quick and short and my tits bounced up and down. Moaning, whimpering, saying his name—I had no idea what I was doing, but it felt right and it felt. So. Good. Fuck….

Every inch of my strong, dancing thighs was clenched, tensed around Pridamant’s sides. He tore them away from him, and I opened my mouth to apologize.

He roughly pushed my legs up off the bed, rested them against his shoulders, and plunged himself almost entirely in and out of me so deep and fast—Oh god, oh god, oh god—

My calves bounced against his chest as his fingers found my clit. The strength of his thrusts slicked his fingers and rubbed my receptive little sweet spot—Oh god oh god oh—

It was too much, no, it was just enough, no…. My mind went blank as pleasure spread and filled my body under his touch. His fingers worked, he thrusted faster than ever, his teeth found my tits—

Breaths grew more frantic, a hand tightened around my ass and held him inside of me, teeth lost their grip on my nipple, and the fingers between my legs gave that one little flick that I needed. Pridamant collapsed on top of me as the strength of our shared orgasm gripped our bodies and sent us flying through an apex of pleasure together.

Then, we lay together and just breathed.

“Hold me?” I whispered when the movement of his chest had returned to normal.

His lips smiled against my shoulder and he shifted onto his side, pulling me close and draping a blanket over us both. Warmth enveloped me quickly, and I fell asleep listening to the gentle lullaby of his heartbeat.