Saving Della Ray

Suddenly, my legs left the ground.

I encircled his shoulder for stability, as the pace of his kiss grew feverish. I was helpless against him as he bit down on my lower lip and pulled.

My fingers slipped into his hair to pull him further into me.

He let go of me to focus his attention on my jeans. My button was snapped open. My heart was pounding in my ears as he yanked my zipper down. I knew I shouldn’t. I wouldn’t see him again after tonight anyway. The thought saddened me so much I felt the pain in my heart.

I shut my eyes as he gained complete access. My face remained buried in his neck as his calloused hand slipped into my panties and connected with the light dusting of hair that covered my groin.

I gasped when he splayed his hand over my soaking wet slit.

“You’re dripping,” he growled in wonder, and pulled his hand away from my panties to hold it up in front of me. His fingers were glistening with my arousal.

I watched in a haze of heat as he held it to his face and spread a hard lick across his hand.

“I was right.” His breathing sounded ragged. “You taste like a fucking dream.” He kissed me hard once again and I tasted the smoky sweet taste of me on his tongue. “Let me give you what you want,” he said as he drowned himself in my taste and his hand slunk back into my jeans. He began to stroke the painfully swollen bud of my sex.

Pleasure completely blinded and deafened me from then on. I shut my eyes to the sensations. All I could see, feel and hear was … him.

A gasp tore from my throat as he pushed a long, thick finger into me.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he swore, as he savored the tightness of my walls clenched around him. Another finger joined the assault. Only when a third stretched me to the maximum that he began to finger fuck me ferociously.

I cried out, and couldn’t believe what was happening, right outside the house, and in the middle of the night. Something like this had never happened to me before.

Never.

He muted me with his lips and ravaged my mouth. I felt as if my bones were melting into nothing. I couldn’t even stand up straight, my spine was curved with the torrent of ecstasy surging from his hands into my body. I didn’t even realize that he had pushed my shirt up and one of the cups of my bra until his mouth left my mine then descended on a bare nipple.

A light suddenly shone on my shut eye lids and I dragged it open to see that someone had been alerted. There was no doubt that it was Nichole, but I wasn’t going to stop him from what he was doing to me. I couldn’t. Not even if I wanted to.

My body jerked and writhed in sweet agony.

The lights went off in the living room, but I know that she hadn’t given up. Then I saw the curtains to our living room move slightly aside, and I knew I had been busted.

I didn’t care. She couldn’t really see me. I was well hidden behind Bone’s big body.

He went after my release then. With equal wild abandon, I met the thrusts of his fingers as he pushed me into oblivion. His palm caught the high-pitched whimpers that tore through my mouth at the build-up.

Just before I exploded on his hand, he moved his lips from the suckling kisses he had been giving to my breasts and covered my mouth with his again. I grabbed his hair as my orgasm shook me to my very core.

I fought against him to breathe. Through the leaves of the tree above us, I could see the sky and the stars. They felt so close. I felt as if I could reach out and touch them. The stars twinkled and winked as this earth-shattering climax went on and on.

I was shaken for longer than I wanted to admit and when he pulled his fingers from me, I felt what remained of my orgasm roll shamelessly down my legs. I was suddenly filled with an embarrassment I couldn’t explain. I had fallen apart in his arms. Shown him how vulnerable I was to his ministrations. Now he knew what an easy lay I was.

I zipped my jeans back up, arranged what I could of my appearance. He was watching me intently and I couldn’t for the life of me find even a single sentence to say, so I grabbed my backpack from the ground. It had fallen there at the base of the tree ages ago.

He didn’t say anything and neither did I. I took a sideways step, then another, as I headed towards our house. It took everything in me not to run from him like the coward I so obviously was. Only when I shut the door behind me, did I lean against the wood, take a deep breath, and begin my descent into normalcy. I heard footsteps approaching but I didn’t even bother to look up.