Finding Dandi, page 18
“Please,” he whispered, kissing her all over her face. “Don’t leave me.”
“I don’t know what to do,” her voice shook with emotion.
He knew. Going to his knees in front of her, he pressed his face to her middle. “Love me. That’s what you need to do. Just love me. Because I love you with all my heart.”
Dandi’s hands came up to touch his head. She stopped, they patted the air; she wanted to touch him – so much. “You do?”
“God, yes.” He pressed kisses to her body through her dress. When faced with the prospect of losing her, his feelings had crystalized. He adored this woman. There was no way he wanted to live one day without her. “I love you so much.”
She sank down with him. “I love you, too. I’ve loved you from the first moment I saw you. But I will never, ever willingly hurt you. Do you understand?”
“Don’t put conditions on our love, Dandi. Please.” He sought to connect with her. “Look at me.” His eyes flared as he took her by the shoulders and kissed her as if nothing in the world would ever mean more to him than she did.
Not accepting him was impossible. He placed one big hand on each side of her neck, and sank deep within her; the ache and burn he invoked had become his trademark. She would recognize the feel and taste of his lips anywhere – she would never require sight or voice – her body recognized his. “I need you,” she gasped.
“You have me, you have me forever.”
Dandi felt her heart contract as Lucas worshiped her with his lips. She would remember this moment forever. Nothing could ever take this treasure from her. She was loved. What more could any woman ever want than to be loved by a man like this one?
Lifting his head from hers, he removed her wrap. “I need you now. Lie with me, please. I need to make love to you. I need to know you belong to me.”
Fitting his mouth to hers, he picked her up, never breaking the connection. Walking across the room, he placed her on the bed and began undressing her with great care. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes.” Yes. Yes. “I want you.” She helped him with her clothes, then they started on his. Soon they were both naked and he stretched out next to her.
Carefully he traced her features, his eyes full of devotion. “I want to show you how much I desire you. Come.” He rolled on his back and brought her with him. Lucas’s body was so big and broad that she could lay comfortably on top of him with plenty of room to spare. Dandi sighed and relaxed, feeling safe and cherished.
He ran his hands over her body, soothing and rubbing, massaging and caressing. “Can we work this out, Lucas?” She felt compelled to touch him in return. Sitting up, straddling him, she began to knead his chest, teasing his nipples, raking her nails gently over his skin, watching the goose bumps rise on his flesh.
“As far as I’m concerned, it is worked out. The partners will offer me the job. Smart people don’t fall for such foolish manipulation.” Pushing her hair over her shoulder, he enjoyed looking at his woman. “Do you remember what I wanted you to do in bed tonight?”
Dandi smiled, running her fingers through his hair. “Ride you,” she said it with a wicked little grin. “It sounds like fun. I have a request though.”
“Oh really, and what would that be?” He was so thankful she was smiling. Hurting her or allowing her to be hurt was not acceptable.
“There’s a number that’s begun to intrigue me.” She was tracing patterns on his skin, writing with her finger.
“And what would that number be? He thought he knew, but he wanted to be sure. “13? 666?” Lucas weighed her breasts in his palms, tweaking the nipples, loving how they responded to his touch.
“No,” she playfully slapped him. “I want you to teach me 69.”
“Gladly,” placing his hands at her waist, he helped her turn over. “Now scoot your bottom toward my face.” She did. “Farther. I want you to be practically sitting on my face.”
Dandi trembled. Even though this had been her idea, the thought of him staring at her hoo-hoo made her feel funny. The notion didn’t stay in her head very long, due to his hard, imposing cock standing proudly before her like it was begging for attention. “Any words of wisdom?” she asked, shivering as her mouth watered at the prospect of what she was about to do.
“It’s all about making one another feel good. Double the pleasure.” Lucas intended to do just that. Her delicate, tender pussy would be too tempting to resist.
Pushing her hair over one shoulder, Dandi bent to her task. Curling her tongue around the head of his cock, she reacquainted herself with his heady, male flavor. “Hmmm,” she moaned, loving how he felt in her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down, she began to suck in earnest – until – she felt his tongue swipe between her legs.
Lucas separated her sweet folds, studying how perfectly she was made. “So sweet,” he crooned as he licked – up, up, up – from the cherry of her clit to the small, tight opening that could drive him insane. “How does this feel?” He pushed a finger deep inside of her and began rubbing, rubbing, rubbing the spongy little area that vibrated just for him.
“Oh, my, Lord,” Dandi just stopped. She stopped sucking him. She shut her eyes. She laid her head on his stomach and just quivered in delight.
Lucas chuckled. “Hey, why did you stop?”
“I can’t concentrate, it feels too good.” Feeling a mite guilty – just a mite – she grasped his cock and held on; all she was able to do was rub her thumb on the shaft. The rest of her mind and body was totally focused on what Lucas was doing between her thighs.
“Relax, Sugar, ladies first.”
Dandi didn’t quibble. She was in paradise. He was giving her pure, unadulterated pleasure. Being still was impossible; she grasped the sheet with one hand and twisted it in her fingers. Unmercifully, he plied her with his tongue, holding her still while she pushed backwards against his face. “I’m failing the 69 course, I’ll make it up to you,” she mumbled between pants.
“You can get away with it; you’re the teacher’s pet.”
A choked giggle escaped her lips as she wailed, “Don’t make me laugh at a time like this.” She could feel Lucas’s hot breath on her wet flesh as he lapped at her clit.
“What better time? Lovemaking should be the most fun two people can have together.”
Dandi giggled again. “I’m seriously gonna hit you if you don’t get on with it back there.” Lucas spanked her ass, one sweet pop. “You’re a demanding little cuss.”
But what she demanded, he gladly delivered.
Long languorous, liquid swipes of his tongue hyped up her need to a fever pitch. “Oh, God, I may pass out.” She loved this man so much. As he ate at her pussy, she bit his thigh – took a bit of his hard flesh in her mouth and sucked. He would bear her mark.
Lucas answered her passion with his own, taking her clit between his lips, he began to suck. Dandi’s whole body went into overdrive – she bucked and arched, screamed and begged – then she imploded in a perfect storm of pleasure.
“God, you’re sexy,” he ran his hands up her back as her little body trembled on top of his. He loved the way it felt, her resting on top of him. It made him feel complete. Lucas hadn’t realized how empty his life had been until Dandi had brightened his days with her smile.
As Dandi floated to earth, she became aware of what still throbbed in her hand. He was engorged, strutted with desire – for her. She took him in both hands and rose up to give him the same gift he had given her. First, she clasped the tip and ran the pad of her thumb over the head. Lucas groaned so loud, she could feel the rumbling of his chest beneath her. Next, she stroked him, long strokes where she marveled at how firm and hard he was in her hand. “I can barely get my hand around you. You’re beautiful.”
Lucas closed his eyes as brilliant sensations radiated from his cock to his balls. Dandi was pumping him with vigor now, and when he felt the enveloping heat of her mouth as she closed her lips over the sensitive head, he moaned aloud. “Suck hard, Baby. I like it hard.”
“Ha! Me too,” she teased. But then she got down to business and Lucas had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from blowing. Dandi was getting to him fast, usually he could go for a half hour in a woman’s mouth – but the old rules didn’t apply with Dandi.
Since she had been taken care of so well, Dandi had her wits about her. He was amazing. As she licked and sucked, she studied him – the sexy veins that ribbed the smooth rock-hard flesh, the mushroom head that was shaped so perfectly for her lips, the tiny slit that beckoned her tongue – she was enthralled with everything about this man. Even his balls. It was a surprise to her that she craved to touch him, roll them between her fingers, massage and fondle their firm resiliency.
His thighs twitched, his toes curled – his whole body moved beneath hers as if am earthquake was rumbling up from the depths of the earth. “Enough!”
One minute she was facing south, the next she was spun around. Lucas was so strong, he moved her as if she were a doll. “Sit up, Sugar.” He arranged her the way he wanted. “Lift up,” Dandi thought he was about to enter her. Instead he fit himself inside the valley of her pussy lips, sandwiched tight in her labia with the head of his cock notched right up against her clit.
“Oh, I like this,” she smiled at him.
“Do you? Show me?”
He was giving her control. Dandi felt feminine and powerful. Lacing her fingers with his, she began to move, sliding her vulva back and forth over the steel ridge of his cock. God, this was intimate. He wasn’t inside of her, but he was bathed in her cream – enveloped in her heat and the friction was deliciously decadent. But it wasn’t enough, her pussy felt so empty; it ached, begging to be filled. “Help me,” she went to her knees, needing him to take control.
Lucas took his cock in hand and sought her tight, swollen opening. He didn’t know which was best – the ecstasy of feeling the tip of his shaft slide up in inside of her or watching her face as she stared at him with adoration and wonder in her eyes. “Feel good?”
“Oh, yeah,” she breathed. Her skin was rosy with arousal and when she bit her lower lip and moaned, he felt his cock twitch in response.
“It’s all up to you, take as much of me as you want, as deep as you want. All of it feels like heaven to me.”
Dandi reached for his hands once more, just wanting to hold on to him. She was on her knees, and he was there for the taking – all eight, thick inches of him. Slowly, she lowered, impaling herself. The fit was so exquisitely tight that she swore she could feel his heartbeat deep in her vagina. Never breaking eye contact with him, she began to move – rising and falling – the pleasure so intense that she felt faint. “Touch me,” she implored as she brought both of his hands to her breasts.
Fuck, yeah. Lucas palmed her tits, lifting the round, firm globes and rubbing the pads of his thumbs over the lush nipples. No woman had ever felt so perfect – being inside of Dandi was like a homecoming. With awe, he watched her throw her head back, that beautiful mane of hair cascading down her back like an ebony waterfall. She arched her back, thrusting her tits forward, her neck smooth and exposed as she worked her body up and down on his rod. “Ride me, Dandi.”
God, she was beautiful. He tried to memorize every detail of her features – the elegant arch of her neck, the gentle slope of her shoulder. Despite the lure of face and form, the feeling of her pussy gripping his cock, milking him in a steady mind-blowing rhythm stole his concentration and self-control. Cum was boiling in his balls and he had to tense up to keep his orgasm at bay. She had to find release first, nothing else would do.
Gone were her troubles, gone were her doubts – the only thing that remained was Lucas and how he made her feel. “I need to hold you,” she held out her arms.
Her wish was his command, sitting up he grasped her sweet ass and pulled her closer, his cock serving as an anchor to keep her fast to him. “Hold as tight as you want.” She took him at his word and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
“I can’t move much like this.”
“Yes, you can. Just move back and forth instead of up and down.” Bless her heart; she followed his directions to a tee. And all the time she was kissing him – deep, passionate kisses. He would never get enough of this woman. She had not been experienced, but she was a natural, sensual woman who did not try to hide her enjoyment of him or her hunger for more. As she moved, he could feel her breasts massage his chest – God! He wasn’t going to last. Intent on seeing to her needs, he slid his hand between them and began to play with her clit – swirling his fingers around the center of her pleasure.
“What you do to me!” she scraped her teeth on his neck, nipping him like a sexy little wildcat. Lucas was a goner – head over heels. He could feel her everywhere – deep in his soul, under his skin, wrapped securely around his heart. When her pussy gripped him and began to quiver against his cock, he nearly went cross-eyed with the pleasure.
“That’s it, Dandi, cum for me,” he urged. He kissed her sweat-dampened cheek, pushed a strand of hair off her face and buried his head in her neck as she rippled around him, her whole body jerking in his arms. “You are my Treasure. You are precious to me.”
“Love you,” was all she could whimper.
Lucas was desperate to pound into her. “Hold the headboard,” he directed. She did. He held her hips and bucked up, sliding in and out, driving as deep up into her as he could. With every thrust, his dick bumped up against her cervix and rubbed against her spongy little G-spot. Could he make her explode again? Hell, yeah! He slammed into her again and again, every time he pushed in, she squeezed as if trying to keep him there. The friction was incredible. “My God, Dandi,” he groaned.
Dandi screamed his name. “Lucas!” Heat flashed. Hearts pounded. Blood thrummed through their veins. Blissful pleasure roared up from within him as he explosively ejaculated, spilling his seed, bathing her womb with his cum. For long moments, they panted, she leaning over him, her breasts dangling in his face. Lucas kissed and licked the tips, nuzzling his face in her cleavage.
“Slide down, let me hold you.” He helped her. “No, I don’t want to pull out. I want to stay inside of you for a little while. Is that okay?”
Dandi’s heart swelled. “Please, I’d love that.” She made herself at home on top of him. Her Viking. Her Hero. Her Beloved.
*****
All during the night, he never let her go, it seemed imperative that he keep her in his arms. Sleep did not come easy, nor did it last long. As the rays of the sun broke through the filmy white curtains, Lucas could see her face. Her dear face. God, he loved her. Several times during the dark hours, his cock had hardened; just the feel of her naked breasts on his chest and her curves in his hands had kept him in a constant aroused, aching state. If he didn’t find release soon, his dick was going to explode.
“Baby, I need you.” She stretched in his arms – sleepy, cuddly, warm and oh, so desirable.
“K.”
Lucas eased her over on her back and she held out her arms to him. Never had he felt as welcome. Feeling between her legs, he found her slippery and ready for him.
“You want me.” It wasn’t a question, thank God.
“I was dreaming about you,” she kissed his cheek. “Come inside me, don’t make me wait.
God, could she be more perfect? He rose over her, and she opened her thighs, reaching up to take his cock in hand and guide him home.
Ecstasy. Dandi groaned as he pushed in. “I love how it feels when you’re inside of me. You ease the ache and the hunger.”
Lucas found it hard to talk. “So good.” He worked his way inside of her, the walls of her pussy caressed the full length of his cock. She wrapped her legs around his hips and lifted up to meet him. He couldn’t resist kissing some part of her face or neck with every stroke. Pulling all the way out and sliding in – slowly – he set a rhythm to dazzle. He longed to please her more than she would ever know.
“Damn, damn,” he chanted. The beauty of it was that the more he pleased her – eliciting those little whimpers and purrs – the more ramped up his own excitement became. Lucas thrust and pumped, undulating his hips in a lazy figure eight that ensured his cock caressed every centimeter of her tight channel. Dandi writhed, arching her back, exposing the vulnerable line of her neck. Her legs were spread wide enough to accommodate him so he rested some of his weight on her body, letting his groin drag across her sensitive clit with ever piston of his hips.
“I can’t take it,” she wailed. Every pass of his body over hers, every measured stroke caused a lightning flash of electricity to blaze over her body. She tightened her sheath around him, trying to capture and hold him. She wanted this feeling to last and last. “God, Lucas!”
Her name on his lips was like a litany of praise, an affirmation of their bond. Dandi’s climax hit her hard and she clamped down him, squeezing him till he felt he would burst. He couldn’t hold back – all of the passion boiled up and burst forth in an eruption of bliss. She milked him, and he fed her sex with great pulses of semen.
The rapture was so intense that he was amazed. Intimacy and sex with other women had always been pleasurable, but this – this wasn’t even in the same universe. Lucas was floundered by ecstasy. All he could do was collapse, taking her with him, cradling her close while she quavered against him. If he had been looking for a sign – this was it. What they had just experienced together was something he wanted again and again. And not just the sex, he enjoyed being with her, talking to her, sharing with her. He wanted it all. Lucas wanted to build a life with her.
There was no one else for him but Dandi. Somehow, he had to settle this. There could be no room for doubt. All of his goals and dreams were hollow compared to how he felt about this woman. During the night, he had held her tight, letting the events of the prior evening swarm through his head. Lucas could not conceive of a future apart from her. “Dandi?”
