Can't Let Her Go

When I pull apart we’re both breathing heavily. “I can’t wait a second longer, Princess. Sit on my face,” I pant.

Lying flat, I help to position her so she rides my face, while facing away. Her beautiful ass looks perfect and I swipe my tongue along the pink seam. Sweet nectar fills my mouth. I’ve been dreaming of this. Her hands wrap around my cock as her hot wet mouth stretches around the thick mushroom head.

I groan with pleasure as I pull her perfect pussy to my face to lick up and down her slit, tasting, wanting. I’ve been thinking of doing this all evening. I shove my tongue deeper into her, opening her a little, preparing her for dick. But first … she’s going to come on my face and I’m going to lap it all up like a fucking hound.

I lick her all over and play with her clit. She moans and I lick a little deeper, a little faster. I lap circles around her clit. Her hips move; her pussy convulses. She wants more, and I have every intention of giving it all to her.

She squeezes me even as she sucks, and I lose all control. I’m going to climax, and that will fill her mouth with my cum. I work on her clit and pussy, and I know she’s right there with me. She’s incredibly wet and her body shakes with need. I think all I have to do is press with my tongue, and she’ll explode.

Katya

I can barely contain myself. I want to orgasm already, and we’ve just begun. I think he wants to as well because his cock pulses in my hand whenever I lick the head. In the moonlight, it looks massive, and the white scar on it makes it look wicked. I let the tip of my tongue follow the scar. His cock jumps. I open my mouth wide and close it over it.

“Fuck, Katya,” he growls.

I cannot take all of it, but really, I want to swallow all of it, make it mine. What I can take, I suck slowly. I taste him and whatever juices are coming out. When I feel his tongue sink into me. I start sucking him hard. That drives me wild, and I moan all over his perfect erection. And it is perfect, it must be. It is mine. I take more into my throat and that is a strange feeling. I want to gag and yet, I don’t.

He moans gutturally and licks me like a starving man. I feel my body start to quake. My hips bob up and down. God, I want him so much. I know that right now, I could take him inside me like I did that first night. I suck him harder. I feel his hips move as he pushes into my mouth. I want him to come. I want to feel him grow and explode in my mouth.

I squeal as his tongue presses on a part of me that has become incredibly sensitive, but he doesn’t stay. It is just a tease. I start to beg him to finish the job. It is not enough to come close. I want the beast inside me to take over.

He grips my ass with both hands and pressing his face against me, sinks his tongue into me. I feel the climax grow inside me and start to quake. Suddenly, I can no longer hold back. The beast races through me like a fire. It burns me even as I convulse. I am lost, I am lost. I can focus on nothing but the fire. Even as his cock explodes in my mouth. Heat fills my mouth. I take it even though my body focuses on what he has done to my most private parts.

It is as near to heaven as I have ever been.

Hunter

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iKzRIweSBLA

(Perfect)

We stop, both of us gasping for breath. I never knew she’d be this sweet. We roll apart, but we stay stuck together. Neither of us wants to move. We want to lie still and savor this, because this might never happen again for us.

“Do you know that I’m not afraid? I haven’t been ever since you showed up.”

I look into her eyes. They are shadowed, but I know she’s telling the truth.

“You are my protector,” she whispers. “You are the one I have been waiting for all my life. I think it is my fate that Anakin sent you and not someone else or I would never have stood a chance.”

The moonlight throws strange shadows as I turn her and she comes into my arms. We kiss and trade the taste of each other. A growl of triumph passes my lips. It feels right that I should taste her and she should taste me. I push her down on the bed. Need throbs inside me. It has a name.

Katya. Katya.

I rake her nipple with my teeth and she cries out. I spread her legs wide so she is completely exposed to me. Her little pussy quivers. I run my middle finger down her belly and over her clit then plunge my thick, scarred, inked ugly digit into her drenched pussy.

Her little hips writhe with anticipation.

I circle her swollen clit with my thumb and her body begins to buck. “Not so fast, Princess,” I growl.

I need ownership of her. I drop my weight on her trembling body, pinning her to the bed, trapping her underneath me. I want her under me forever. Lust ripples through me as I fist my cock. Then I bend my head and lap up her juices before I capture her mouth and as my slippery tongue thrusts into her mouth, I plunge deep into her tight pussy. She gasps at the intrusion, but as I continue to pump into her, mewling noises fall out of her mouth.

I forget the world outside. I forget we have a date with the devil. I forget Anakin. I forget everything. I only know I’m where I belong. Inside Katya.

A roar sounds in my head. I go over the edge. I hear her scream. She’s climaxing too. I have taken her with me. It is pure bliss. I’ll never let her go. She is mine now. Forever.

I whisper her name over and over again.

Hunter

When I wake, I’m alone.

Alone is my ordinary condition, but I went to sleep with Katya in my arms. She’s not here now and the bathroom door isn’t closed.

Damn.

I roll out of bed and check the suite. I call her. Then I sit on the bed. No. It cannot be. I feel hollow inside. She’s gone. She’s left me. I nod to myself. I don’t know why I’m mourning this and acting so shocked. It’s not even a lost dream. It’s nothing. We were just two strangers who survived a blizzard. It was my fault for falling in love.

“She’s gone,” I say aloud. It comes out in a broken whisper.

I drop my head in my hands. Yes, she’s gone. I lift my head and look around the room. At the champagne bottle we opened. Ah, what fun we had. I licked it off her breasts.

Then I smile sadly. It’s okay, Katya. You did the right thing. This way you’re safe. I hope she has taken enough money. I go to my pocket, pull out my wallet and frown. She didn’t take anything. How can she survive without money? She will get taken advantage of.

I get dressed. I have no idea how to find her, but I know I have to try. I have to give her enough money or alone and vulnerable, she will end up homeless on the streets of London. She will get raped. The thought sends me crazy. I hope the desk clerk noticed her and which way she went. I rush into my clothes and slide into my shoes. Just as I start for the door it opens.

I freeze.

Katya smiles as she enters. She’s holding a paper bag from a coffee shop down the street. We saw it together last night. I remember her saying, “That little coffee house is so pretty. Maybe we can have coffee and scones together before we leave tomorrow.”

“Coffee and scones,” she announces. “I knew we wouldn’t have time to visit the shop before we left this morning.” She puts down the sack and comes to me.

We kiss, a short kiss.

She backs up a step. “What’s the matter?” she asks. “You look as white as a ghost.”

“I …” I shake my head.

“Tell me what’s wrong. Did Anakin call?”

“I thought you were gone.”

She jumps at me and holds on to me with her hands and her legs. “I’m not leaving my man. I had my chance in the train station, remember? I’m never leaving you,” she whispers in my ear.

I don’t reply.

She understands. I can’t reply. If I speak, I will do what I haven’t done since I was a boy. I will break down and cry. I will become weak and not do the things I have to do. For a long time, we remain like that. Then I find my voice. “Jump in the shower,” I tell her. “We have to get out of here soon.”

She unwraps her arms and legs

and slides off me. She looks at me flirtatiously from beneath her lashes. I still remember how innocent she was that first night when she just took off her clothes and stood there without an ounce of flirtation in her. “Are you going to watch my ass as I walk to the bathroom?” she teases.

She’s giving me a way out. To protect my manliness.

“Yes,” I admit.

She laughs and walks away. I do watch her cute, little ass disappear. Then I send a text to Anakin:

I have the package. Catching the next flight out to Detroit.

Hunter

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ScNNfyq3d_w

-Show me how to be whole again-

Katya sleeps almost all the way to Detroit. I guess the events of the past few days have sapped her energy. Katya and I have done a lot together. The blizzard, Vasili and Dimitri, shopping, dinner …We have stuffed a lot of living into our short time together. Her blanket slips and I gently pull it back over her shoulders. How things have changed. How I’ve changed. Once she was a package. Now she’s part of me. More precious to me than my own life. I feel so protective of her that even the thought of anyone hurting a single hair on her head drives me into a blind rage.