Chapter 28
Clarabella
“Regardless of when, I've been your woman for a while." I finally kiss his lips, and his tongue slides with mine as my legs wrap around his waist tighter, pulling him into me. “So does that mean you’re my man?” The way my heart beats in my chest, I’m thinking that I’m going to throw up right now.
“I was your man the minute you smiled my way,” he says, and I can’t help the butterflies in my stomach. His hand goes into my hair like it always does as he tilts my head to the side, his tongue slides with mine. His hand goes to my waist as he picks me up. I lock my ankles at the base of his back and wrap my arms around his neck. He lets go of my lips, walking me up the stairs. “You know what we never did?” He kisses my neck.
“We aren’t doing that,” I say, making him laugh, and he just shakes his head.
“Not that.” He kisses my lips again. “We never went slow.”
“Because it’s overrated,” I say, my stomach fluttering when he lets me go and stands behind me.
“But it can be so much fun.” He pushes my hair to the side, bending his head and sucking my neck. “Taking my time with you.” He sucks my neck again. This time, both his hands come up to cup my tits. His fingers pinch my covered nipples through my shirt. “Worshipping every single part of your body.” He trails soft kisses across my shoulder. His hands still massage my breasts. My eyes close as I take in the feeling of him. I turn in his arms and take off his shirt, leaning down and kissing right in the middle of his chest.
He moves my hair to the side again with one hand as he uses the other one to raise my chin so he can kiss me again. My hands go for his belt as he slides his tongue into my mouth, his hand now going for my jeans also. The both of us work the buttons and zippers at the same time. He pulls my jeans down to my ankles and then kisses my legs as he makes his way up to me, stopping right where my lace panties show him how wet I am for him. He places a soft kiss there, and then I step out of the jeans at the same time as his jeans hit the floor. I turn to walk to the bed, and I’m stopped when he comes up behind me, and his hand grips my hips to stop me. “Not yet,” he whispers in my ear before his tongue comes out, and he licks down my neck. He wraps an arm around my chest, and the other slides into my panties. “Wet for me.” I don’t know if he’s asking me or telling me. My hand moves to the back of me as I take his cock into it. “Fuck,” he hisses when my hand starts to jerk his cock slowly at the same time that he slips the tip of his finger into me, teasing me. I hold my breath, waiting for him to slip the whole finger into me, but he doesn’t. He takes his hand out of my panties and then pulls the shirt over my head. My hand goes back immediately to take his cock as he unclips my bra.
Turning me in his arms, he bends his head to take a nipple in his mouth. I moan as he bites down on it and then makes his way over to my other nipple. Flicking it with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. “Luke,” I say breathlessly as he moves his mouth up to mine. His mouth covers mine at the same time both his thumbs and forefingers pinch down on my nipples. His mouth swallows my moans as he picks me up and walks me over to the bed, laying me down on it gently. His mouth lets me go as he looks down at me before he takes off my panties, tearing another pair. He gets on his knees as my legs open for him, waiting for his warm wet tongue. He kisses the inside of my thigh, sucking in as my eyes watch him get closer and closer to my pussy. He kisses right next to my hip and then trails kisses up my stomach. His tongue comes out and trails up to my nipple as he sucks one in his mouth before licking to the other one. My whole body is on edge, needing him. “Luke,” I say again as he licks his way up the middle of my chest and then to my mouth again. I open my legs, thinking he is going to slide into me, but he doesn’t.
“I’m going to lie on the bed.” He looks into my eyes. “And you are going to straddle my face.” I close my eyes for a second. “And I’m going to eat your pussy.” From the first time, sex with Luke has been on another level. It’s as if my body was made for him.
He lies down on the bed, and I throw my leg around his head, facing his cock, “No, the other way. You aren’t touching my cock until it’s in you.” I move again, and this time, the minute my knees fall beside his head, he lifts up, and his tongue slides into my pussy. I can’t help but fall forward. He licks up my slit, twirling his tongue around my clit. “I want you to come on my tongue,” he says, sucking me into his mouth and then sliding his tongue into me. “Just with my tongue fucking you.” I close my eyes as he devours my pussy. “You are dripping wet,” he declares, and I want him to slide two fingers inside me, knowing that the minute he does that, I’m going to go off. I can feel the orgasm at the tip of my toes as his tongue fucks me twice before he sucks my clit. Over and over, his tongue flicks my clit, and I’m lost. I can’t even focus, but I do know that I need his cock even if it’s in my mouth. I turn around, and when he’s about to say something, I sit on his face. His tongue slides into my pussy at the same time that I take his cock into my mouth. “Cheating.” I don’t care what he says, to be honest. My hands grip the base of his cock, moving it with my mouth. Finally, he slides a finger into me, thrusts it twice before taking it out, and replaces it with his tongue. “How bad do you want to come?” he asks, sucking in my clit, and I move my hips from side to side.
“So bad,” I confirm as I try to get some friction going when he pushes me off him, and I think I cry out.
“I want to watch you ride my cock,” he says, lying on the bed, holding up his cock in his hand.
“Finally,” I say, going over to him and bending my head to kiss him. The both of us make the kiss needy. I’m about to straddle him when I turn around. “You want to watch me ride,” I throw over my shoulder as my hand grips his cock, and I slide down it. “Fuck,” I swear when I have him all the way inside me. I look over at him, his eyes dark as I bend forward, and his hand grips my ass. I move up and down his cock. “Oh my God,” I say each and every time, and I’m about to come when his hands grip my ass, stopping me. “Luke, so help me God,” I warn as he pulls out of me, my hand going to my pussy as I finger myself.
My ass to him now, and he gets on his knees. “If you make yourself come, I won’t give you my cock.” I move my hand, looking over at him as he slides his cock into me slowly at first, and then he pulls out and slams into me.
“More,” I urge, pushing back on him. “Please, more.”
“My woman wants it hard.” He slams into me, his balls slapping my clit.
“Yes,” I hiss, my hand going to play with my clit.
“Then I have to give it to her hard,” he says, gripping my hips and now fucking me hard. The both of us don’t last. I come within seconds over and over again. I’m close to the end of the orgasm when he stops moving, and I cry out, wanting him to move. “My woman wants to come again.” He slams into me, and all I can do is nod my head.
“Your woman wants you to come inside her,” I urge, as I squeeze my pussy around his cock. “Come to think of it,” I say, trying to focus on my words and not on the way he’s fucking me. “I want you to fuck me and then come in my mouth.” I can feel his cock getting bigger in me, his hands gripping my hips so hard he’s going to leave a mark. “I want to suck the cum from your cock, lick you clean, and then fuck you again.”
“Clarabella,” he hisses. “I’m going to.” His hands leaves my hips now, and I turn, taking his cock into my mouth as he comes down my throat. Over and over again, I swallow him, my fist working with my mouth. “Fucking hell,” he says when he slips out of my mouth. “That was.”
“That was,” I agree, turning and lying on my back, spreading my legs for him. “That was just the beginning.” I put one hand under my head, and the other hand moves to my pussy as I finger myself. “Your woman wants to come again. Now the question is are you going to watch me make myself come, or are you going to help?”
I turn off the car and look over at the house. My heart slams against my chest when I open the door and step out. Once I walk up the pathway, my hand shakes when I press the bell. I can hear footsteps, and I wonder if maybe I shouldn’t have come, but I can’t back out now because the door opens. “You have some nerve showing up here,” Edward’s mother says as she stands in the doorway of his house. The last person I thought I would see today was her, but I guess this is how it has to go.
“I’m looking for Edward,” I say, not backing down nor willing to let her see me nervous. I did nothing wrong.
“For what?” She sneers at me. “To gloat about moving on.”
I swallow down the hurt and then think about what he must have told his mother. “To gloat?” I ask, and everything in me snaps. “Is that what you think this is?” My voice goes louder, and I think I even scare her with my tone.
“Mother,” Edward says from behind her. “Close the door,” he snaps.
“Yes, close the door so I can’t tell you the truth,” I say, not even caring if people are staring at me. I guess the saying let’s give them something to talk about is right. “Yes, why don’t you so you won’t know why I actually left your son at the altar.”
“Mother, close the fucking door,” he snaps, and I see his face is white.
“Yes, Mommy,” I mock him. “Close the door, so I don’t tell you what a spineless coward of a son you have.” Edward’s mother’s face matches her son’s now. “I met Louise,” I say, and her eyes go big.
“That whore.” She laughs and folds her arms over her chest. “So what? Everyone has a past.”
“They do.” I nod my head. “But not everyone’s past comes with a future.” I look past her to Edward. “Not everyone’s past comes knocking on my door with a baby.” His mother gasps. “So if you are looking for the real reason as to why I left your son, you should ask him about Edward Jr.” I clap my hands. “Damn, this feels good.” I smile at her. “Now, down to the nitty-gritty. If you don’t stop harassing my family with frivolous lawsuits, I’ll have to tell them my truth. I don’t think you can sweep a child under the rug that easily. Especially since I’m sure Louise would love nothing more than to tell the world. Also, I want you to fuck off,” I tell Edward. “You see me walking down the street, go the other way. You see me come out of a restaurant or a store, turn the other way. Bottom line, you see me, you make sure I don’t see your face.” I nod at the both of them as they stand there, not saying anything. “Have a great day,” I say, turning and starting to walk down the stairs with a skip in my step. “Have a great life.”