Somewhere in His Arms (3 page)

             
Her hair was a tangled mass of gold against the pale tawny flesh; flushed and damp with his kisses. The glittering jewels of her eyes glowed with hatred. His breath caught with hunger as she wriggled beneath him, and he decided to have a little fun with her before he gave in to his lust. Dean held her down as his lips slid down her throat, groaning at the taste of her. Her skin was redolent of perfume and sex. His eager tongue darted out to suck on her succulent breasts. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough of her and devoured the firm, sweet flesh. He sucked hard and licked at the swollen nipples with rapacious strokes, taking them into his mouth and drawing them between his teeth. He reveled in her cries as she twisted in his arms. Dean shook his head and taunted her with his tongue. Before he was done with her, she’d be begging him for it.

             
He worked his way down the taut belly and let go of her hands. She groaned and slid her fingers into his hair, urging him down toward her aching pussy. “Eat me!” she begged.

             
Dean groaned and buried his face between her thighs. Vivian bucked her hips screaming his name. But he wanted to save that for later. He moved up and raped her mouth in savage strokes. He then gasped as she sucked and bit on his tongue and slid her hands to his swollen cock. “Fuck me!” she demanded, arching her hips in desperation.

             
He laughed again. “I have something else in mind, sweetheart,” he growled. And to demonstrate, he yanked her further down the bed so her back was lying flat and moved over her. He forced her thighs open with his and seeing his intentions, Vivian lifted her shapely legs over his shoulders. She was now open wide to whatever carnal delights he had in mind. She stared up into his lust-filled eyes and moved her hands up into his hair, over his broad shoulders, and tight ass. “Well?” she demanded. “I’m ready to be fucked! Now do it!”

             
Dean smiled down at her. He’d have her screaming her head off before he was through. He was going to enjoy this immensely. “Patience is a virtue,” he taunted and lowered his hips.

             
Vivian rolled her eyes in frustration, but before long they were rolling back into her head as he stroked her aching clit with the tip of his cock. She gasped at the tortuous sensations and clawed his back as he took the steely rod and stroked her swollen pussy lips with it. Her eyes slid shut at the sinful bliss devouring her body;her hips rocking i
n
wicke
d
response at this delicious torment
.

            
 
Dean shuddered with pleasure. She writhed beneath him, eager for it and he was just as eager to give it to her. Hard and fast. His cock throbbed painfully as he taunted her. He kept stroking---up and down and between the delicious pussy lips. “You’re so wet,” he groaned.

             
“Oh, fuck!” she gasped in agony. Vivian thought she might go up in flames. She stared down and watched as he manipulated his engorged flesh. Up and down he stroked and still didn’t make any move to fuck her. “Shove it in me!” she moaned and clutched his shoulders in an effort to stay afloat. She was afraid she’d come without him and she wanted him inside her.
Now.

             
She bit down on her lip till she tasted blood and the throbbing became unbearable. But still he made no move to enter. She opened her eyes to see him looking down at her. His handsome face was taut with lust and his mouth hung open. Vivian wiggled her hips so the next time his cock stroked between the lips, it slid into her a tiny bit. He cried out, unable to control himself any longer, and plunged into her hot and hard.

             
She shrieked in ecstatic triumph and locked her thighs around his waist. Vivian whimpered as her sore pussy pulsed and throbbed unbearably beneath his cock’s depraved assault. “Harder!” she shrieked, shoving her ravenous cunt furiously at the stabbing rod. The pleasure was incredible. She didn’t think she could bear it much longer. The heat. Her hands gripped the taut cheeks of his pounding ass, urging him on. “Fuck me, hard!” she screamed, oblivious to anyone who might hear. “Harder! Oh, shit! Like that!”                           

             
Grunting with pleasure, he increased his pace. Dean fucked her savagely, shoving himself into her sopping flesh and drawing it out again; his cock making slurping sounds as it drowned in her slick heat. He circled his hips, slammed into her once more and exploded within her as she screamed.             

             
Dean relaxed on her and buried his head in her fragrant hair. He raised his head to stare at this beauty and all thoughts of Lucy fled his brain. He laughed softly and lowered his mouth to Vivian’s lovely throat tasting perfume and sweat. He withdrew and slid his lips down her flawless body, savoring every inch of her. He licked her navel and slid down even further. She gasped and arched her hips wanting more. Groaning, he paused over the smooth mound glistening with cum and buried his face in her.

Vivian shrieked and flung her slender thighs wide. Her hands slid to his head and twisted in his hair. Her cries caught in her throat as his scorching tongue swirled over her throbbing clit. His teeth tugged at the hard nub, licking, biting, till she thought she would die from the agony of it.

              He savored the spicy, sweet flesh and plunged his scalding tongue into her. She howled in anguished pleasure, her hands clutching his head against her as she pumped her hips. She could feel her orgasm swelling within her and was about to come when he stopped and moved over her. He smiled wickedly and fell between her thighs. Dean shoved his engorged flesh into her and felt her convulse around his cock as she came. He laughed and began to fuck her ruthlessly, not caring if he hurt her. He came in a blinding flash of heat and sank down onto her damp body.

             
He didn’t withdraw but kept his semi-erect cock steeped in her wet heat. Every now and then he’d begin to move within her and fuck her hard. Sometimes he took his time. All he knew is that he could not stop…did not want to stop. Ever.

             
“I don’t want to stop,” he groaned, sliding in and out. “You feel so good.”

             
Vivian moaned and squeezed her swollen breasts, her fingers flicking the nipples to excited peaks. Her arms slid around his neck and she spread her thighs moving her hips in a sensual circle, taunting him. Dean gritted his teeth at this wicked torment, and his mouth fell on hers twisting and grinding. “Fuck me, fuck me,” she panted into his mouth as he pummeled her starving flesh. “Fuck me so hard.”

             
“Yeah!” he growled in savage pleasure and slid his hands beneath her delicious ass. He squeezed hard and lifted her hips, forcing her cunt to absorb the ruthless pounding of his hard cock. “Your pussy’s so hot for me,” he groaned and impaled her again.

              Her teeth sank into his shoulder and his mouth was suddenly fucking hers, his tongue sliding in and out like a piston. Mewling, her nails raked his back and her mouth parted with her yelps of pleasure. His hands worked her aching breasts, squeezing and massaging the swollen mounds. She winced when the tip of his cock slammed against her g-spot. She couldn’t hold back a scream when her body was quickly consumed in a painful swash of ecstasy. Vivian bucked beneath him and fell back limp, but he didn’t stop fucking her.

             
Dean’s handsome face was contorted with lust as he lunged in and out.
Harder. Faster. Deeper.
She shouted his name, swearing in disbelief as her greedy cunt began to throb again, and lifted her thighs over his flexing hips.

             
“Don’t… stop!” Vivian gasped, whimpering in anguished pleasure when his pelvic bone slammed against her throbbing clit. His hungry mouth devoured her slender throat and her lovely lips opened beneath his, sobbing into it as shards of unbearable ecstasy pierced her body. He thrust his tongue into her hot little mouth, matching his cock’s brutal rhythm inside her as he pushed himself into her tight heat. Dean cried out in astonished delight when her hands moved down to his pounding ass, stroked between, and slid a finger into him. Arching his back, he pulled his pulsing shaft all the way out, then hammered into her hot and hard. He watched with pure male satisfaction as her lovely head whipped back, her mouth opening wide on a scream.                

             
“Fuck!” she shrieked, feeling her pussy convulse again. “I’m coming!”             

             
They both came, their screams filling the room. Both lay panting and exhausted. Sated, their laughter mingled. “How long has it been?” she asked against his perfect mouth.

             
“Too
long,” he groaned and sucked on her silken tongue. He bent his head and swirled his tongue around a taut peak groaning at the taste of her, sweet and salty. “Don’t know why I waited.”

             
Vivian’s throaty laughter filled his head and left him a little dizzy. “Why
did
you wait?”

             
Dean stared down at the perfect body curling around him. Sighing, he said with a derisive laugh, “I haven’t the slightest idea.” 

             
And he kissed her again, savoring the taste of her tongue as it wrapped around his. Growing hard again, he got on his knees and drew her up with him. He turned her around and began kissing her throat, lifting the heavy silk of golden hair. Panting, he nibbled at her flesh and slid his hands down her perfect body. She moaned as the skillful fingers teased her aching nipples and slid further down over her taut belly. His hot mouth massaged her neck and his teeth nipped at her ears and shoulders, his tongue swirling over her moist flesh and lapping up the salty sweetness. She bit down hard on his hand as he cupped her throat. Growling, he cupped her cunt greedily and began to stroke between the swollen lips. Excruciating waves of rapture washed through her when his fingers slipped into her to lubricate then and began scrubbing her clit furiously.

             
Her head fell back against his shoulder. “Oh, yessss,” she hissed and began rocking her hips against his hand. “Oh, that feels soooo good,” she moaned.

             
Dean’s fingers slowed as she thrust her hips and he knew she was close. He grinned evilly; he wasn’t about to let her off that easily. She had bewitched him with her body and now she would pay. He kept at it, taking her to the brink only to back off when she neared orgasm. His fingers moved in and out and around the aching core. He kept up this torture with such tormenting slowness she thought she’d die if he didn’t let her come. Her hips arched against the agony, then Vivian cried out as his hand began to thrust in and out. “Make me come!” she panted, snatching his hand and using it to masturbate. She pumped her hips, moaning with her bestial pleasure.

             
He laughed at her insatiable lust and nipped at her damp skin, sliding his hands all over her in his possession; massaging her cunt, her thighs, and amazing tits. “You want this?” he taunted, as he teased her anal opening with his throbbing dick. “You want me in your ass don’t you?”

             
Vivian thought she would explode if he didn’t do it. “Dammit, do it!” she groaned and then cried out in shock as he pushed her down into the pillows and shoved the swollen rod into her---hard. She winced with pain, only to begin moaning with pleasure as he fucked her ass. Her hands gripped the sheets as he pushed into the tight flesh. In and out, she screamed at the hot shaft stretching her painfully; sobbing with delight as the torture became white-hot flames.

             
“Shit, woman you’re so tight,” he grunted between thrusts, sweat pouring down his face.

             
“Oh, Dean,” she whimpered clutching the sheets. “Oh, Dean! Oh, fuck!”

             
His balls made slapping sounds against her ass. Vivian gritted her teeth and screeched into the pillow as she came, wet and pulsing. Dean winced as his cock convulsed painfully, then screamed in a blinding explosion of lust as he filled her ass. He flopped onto her back and buried his head into her hair, trying to catch his breath. “That was amazing,” he breathed at last, kissing her neck.

             
“As amazing as Lucy?”

             
He kissed her cheek and then her delicious mouth. “Lucy who?”

             
“DEAN!”

             
Dean’s spine stiffened at the voice. His head turned slowly and there was Lucy dressed in white jeans and sweater staring at them with a look of pain on her lovely face. He blinked. It couldn’t be.
She
wasn’t here. But when he opened his eyes again there she was, this time with tears streaming down her pale face.

             
“Dean,” she said again, this time barely a whisper. Her nose was bleeding.

             
His eyes widened. “Oh my God, Lucy!”

             
Lucy had gotten off early and concerned for Dean, raced over so he wouldn’t have to confront Vivian alone. No one had met her at the door and she let herself in. The house had been oddly quiet. It was late, so most of the servants were asleep. Strange sounds were coming from her old room, so she went upstairs and there in her bed where she had slept and dreamed little girl dreams, were Dean and Vivian going at it like two dogs in heat. She’d heard and seen enough.