When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84
ARTEMISIA

“How are you so wet already?” he asks with a smirk, circling my clit with his finger.

I moan, clasping his t-shirt, “Oh, shut up!”

His smirk just gets broader, and he lets go of my hair, moving his other hand under my dress as well.

“Get this off,” he growls, and I comply hurriedly, pulling my sundress over my head.

I unclasp my bra, making it follow the dress as I let it fall on the floor, and my heart skips a beat as I see his eyes darken, the red flecks getting more prominent.

As he continues to play with my pussy, his other hand moves up, getting me to lean back slightly, exposing myself even more to him. His fingers travel up between my breasts, wrapping around my neck, the sparks igniting on my skin, making me even wetter.

Removing his hand from around my body, he pushes them into me slowly. His grip on my neck intensifies as he adds another finger, increasing my pleasure.

He observes me with a burning gaze as I enjoy him fingerfucking me in relish, my brain going into overdrive as I can only imagine that he is preparing me for his huge cock.

I gasp, my hand darting to clutch his forearm as he adds another finger.

“Relax for me, babe,” he whispers huskily, his thumb caressing my throat. “I need you relaxed if you want it to be pleasurable.”

Whimpering, I take a deep breath, relaxing around his fingers, making him penetrate me deeper. He grins satisfied, his tongue darting out to lick his lips, “Good girl.”

“Oh, my Goddess,” I moan, my pussy reacting to him most awesomely.

Slowly, he slides his fingers out of me and pulls me back to him. I watch him sucking my juices off his fingers in a haze, causing my pussy to throb painfully with desire. As he finishes with a smile, he pulls me in for a kiss, making me taste myself on his tongue.

He shifts unsuspiciously as he is still clouding my senses with his kiss. I feel him grab onto my hips to get me to lower myself onto him gently, and as his dick starts stretching me, I hold onto him as if my life depended on it.

As he buries himself to the hilt, I throw my head back, screaming in pleasure. He lets me adjust to the penetration, leading me to move my hips in a circular motion above him.

“Tell me if it gets too much,” he breathes out, his eyes now fully black.

I shake my head, my voice failing me several times before I get to moan out a “never!”

He laughs, his hands now moving back up my body, to pull me onto him even further. Kissing the side of my head, he loosens his grip slightly as he growls, “Move, little mate.”

Clasping the back of the armchair with one hand, I hold onto his shoulder with the other as I start moving up and down along his cock slowly. He leans back into the chair, enjoying me riding him at its fullest.

His lust-filled eyes and his pleasurable groans make my body burn up with more desire, getting my pussy to clamp down on him.

“Oh, fuck,” he growls, his finger sinking into my skin, increasing his grip on my hips.