CHAPTER SEVEN
A Prisoner of Desire
Lorene’s Perspective
I heard him come in the door and I blushed. I couldn’t stop it.
I kept my back to the door. I felt him get close and then his big arms were around me as I tried to make a decent loaf of bread for the seventh time.
Curling his face into my neck, he kissed and I smiled, even as I felt the rock hard length of his manhood up against the small of my back. Oh goodness, as bad as I hurt inside from last night I still wanted him to be in me.
I wanted him deep. I literally ached for the feel of his shaft to be as deep as possible in me and dominating every thought of my mind with the feel of its possessive slide within me.
His hands made me drop what I was doing and then they turned me into him and I sensed the protector. The man I could tell anything to and with my head ducked down I did.
“I’m so embarrassed.”
“I can see that. Please stop. Last night was the best night of my life and it’s all because of you being such a beautiful little seductress.”
I smiled and then gasped as he kissed me behind the ear. This right now with him holding me felt so good.
Whispering I said breathing out against his neck as his fingers massaged their way down my back, “Could we stay like this for a while, I mean with just you holding me?”
His voice was a rumble against my ear moments before he kissed it gently, “It would be my pleasure.”
True to his words he did and at some point I found myself crying. He didn’t stop holding me and as I stood safe within the arms of a man for the first time in my life I realized something profound. I loved him.
This was my home. Not the walls around me, but rather his arms.
I don’t how long we stood like that, but finally I drew back from the embrace. Wet eyed I glanced up and said quickly, “You must think I’m weird. I….” I stopped talking.
The look on his face was all for me and with more tears coming I rose up on tiptoe and bared my heart emotionally, “I love you Adam!” And then I kissed him.
He’d already said the same without words and I wanted him to know how it was for me. Laughing I pulled back slightly and confessed, “You were the last man on earth I wanted and now you’re the only one I ever want. I…. I want you. Now, however you want, just please be inside me!”
He listened to my words and I found myself free of clothes so fast that I was laughing. His shaft was between us and then he was sliding me up the wall with his hands on my bottom even as my legs gripped around his waist possessively.
Gasping as I was breached by him I reveled in the moment with a groan of agony and delight as he made my insides conform to him again as he took me up against the wall of the kitchen. My eyes opened and I watched as my nipple was eaten up by his lips.
They closed as the clasp of his lips became a hard suckle upon my breast. This was heaven and with a heady scream, as he surged up into me again and again I came clenching about him.
He held me imprisoned against the wall with his shaft deeply entrenched into me, even as my world was rocked with the pleasure of having him in me.
I opened my eyes after several long moments, only to realize that he hadn’t come yet. He still held deep within me and recovering a little I saucily bit his ear deliberately egging him on. “Come on stud. You know you want to.”
His big hands flexed where he held my thighs just below my entirely filled to the hilt womanhood. I could feel the beat of his heartbeat through his shaft deeply pressed inside of me.
I knew he’d seen how sore I was and once again he was trying to protect me. What a special man he was.
I had thought him to be a monster, but he was anything but that. I didn’t want protecting though.
Leaning forward I licked deeply into his ear and I felt him shudder, which brought a corresponding groan to my lips as I felt it through his shaft still buried in me.
“Honey?”
His desire fevered eyes came to mine. Conspiratorially even as I rubbed my nipples into him I asked in the breathy way I knew that he loved, “Want me to bend over like last night again?”
He said nothing. He didn’t have to.
He had a secret and I knew it. He absolutely loved my derrière.
“Master let me down and I will.”
“No, you’re sore.” He growled staying deeply seated into me.
“Let me down or I’ll bite you.” I teased.
“You want to be spanked again?”
Feeling entirely brazen I whispered, “Well, if you want to then I’m not going to stop you.”
He shook his head and mumbled something.
“What was that?”
“I don’t want to.”
“Okay, suit yourself.”
I bit him. It wasn’t gentle either.
He let go and my feet hit the floor. I dodged away from his first wild grab, but then his arms caught me about the middle.
In delight, I stood captured by him.
“Temptress!” He growled and shockwaves went through me. His shaft was big, wet and pulsing against my bottom with desire.
I was learning something. There was a real benefit to being a temptress and I played the part to the hilt now as I had the freedom to do so because I’d given over everything in the desire to please this man.
I rubbed my ass into his cock and had an unexpected thrill when the heavy ridged length of his cock settled into the deep cleft of my bottom. Reaching my arms up and back, I stroked at his head and face even as with a helpless regard for something beautiful his hands rose to hold my breasts to which I arched them proudly forward into his grasp.
He groaned and turning my head to the side I took in his face as I whispered, “That night at the party, you promised to make good use of your cock in a variety of places.”
His hands on my breasts stilled. Sultrily I said while kissing his jaw, “So far you’ve only done two of them, when were you planning on conquering the rest Darling?”
For good measure I bumped my rear into his suddenly even thicker than before cock that seemed to be at home resting up the crack of my ass like it was a second home for it. I smiled in reaction, even as I accepted the reality that I wanted his cock anywhere that he wanted to put it.
Intrinsically I realized that I was playing with fire, but I let the fire burn as I ground my ass back into him. I was his, however he wanted me.
“Not right now. You’re not ready for it.”
Seduced by my own eroticism I groaned and whispered, “Make me ready.”
“I will, but for now bend over.”
I had won. Like a cat I inclined over as I had been ordered to do.
I felt the head of his wet cock drag down the crack of my ass. It paused on the tightly closed portal into my rear.
How on earth he’d get it in there I didn’t know, but I didn’t care, because I wanted him to have everything he wanted and boy could I tell that he wanted it. His cock drug lower and with a gasp, I was lifted up onto my toes by nothing other than his cock as it brutally surged back into me all the way.
I would’ve fallen forward then if he hadn’t caught me by taking my hands and crossing them at the wrist behind my back. My wrists crossed over as my breasts hung toward the floor, he secured my wrists with the grip of one of his hands.
The feeling of being captured was intense and poised on my toes, I groaned as he came and went inside of me as he pleased. He leaned forward deeply and I gasped.
I felt my long hair caught up by a fist and then he had his fist full of hair pulling my head back even as he kept me bent over with the pressure of his hand upon my captured wrists. I was truly his prisoner of desire and I loved it!
When he came so did I. I had never expected anything like this to occur that night that he’d rescued me from a life of torture and eventually death.
I owed this man everything and I was going to show him each and every day how much I loved and appreciated him. He pulled me upright and breathing hard I leaned back against him.
He turned me, I melted under the passion of his kiss even as my thighs were bathed with the studly juices of this man along with copious amounts of my own.
Speaking against his lips I said, “I ruined the food again.”
“I brought some home.”
Smiling, as I kissed him I hugged my arms about him and said all over again, “I love you!”
His kiss deepened and day by day so did our love for each other. Our passion through the years for each other remained even as our home through the midst of a war for independence sheltered one by one the newer members of a growing family, which we taught the ways of God to in the hopes that they would make the new nation that we lived in to be a righteous one.