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Post by Lydia G. Van Helsing on Nov 11, 2015 20:49:44 GMT
Lydia couldn't contain her smile as she watched him remove his gun from the holster and stash it away in the drawer. Watching him put the holster on, her eyes were glued to him. God, she'd never seen anything more perfect in her entire life. Just looking at him made her anticipate feeling him inside of her and she knew that, if he were to touch her there, he would find that she was just about dripping wet and ready for him.
Her arousal only intensified as he cuffed her to the bed. Tugging on the cuffs a little to test them out, a naughty smile crossed her face. What he said in response to her question just about killed her though, effectively taking her breath away. "Oh? Are you going to make me?" she asked, the thought of screaming his name so enticing. How was it possible that even after all this time, he still knew exactly what so say to get her going. Her heart was already starting to race and the moment he let his pants drop, she just about forgot how to breathe. It was nice to know that she was still able to make him hard as a rock, even while pregnant.
The moment he straddled her, she squirmed a little in response, eager for his touch. Feeling the feather tracing a line up her leg sent a tingling sensation spiraling over her entire body and a soft moan escaped her lips. He was driving her crazy, forcing her to wait. It only made the heat pooling up inside of her intensify. She loved every second of his erotic but gentle torture.
She took pause when he stopped to stare at her stomach and, for a moment, she was a little worried that seeing the baby move was a turn off for him. As Aiden kissed her right where she could feel the baby's foot though, her heart just about burst. That's all she'd wanted her entire pregnancy... the tenderness of a loving partner who loved the life that she was carrying... the life that they had created together. Only Aiden could offer her that.
The moment he started to torment her with the feather again, she let her head fall back against the pillows. His lips left a trail of scorching heat and she bit her lower lip, eager for more. "Oh God, Aiden," she sighed, unable to do anything but withstand his torment with her hands cuffed above her head. She wanted to be touched, she wanted him to satiate her hunger for him and ease the throbbing between her legs. She momentarily forgot that she was cuffed and found herself incapable of using her hands when the chain tugged against the pole of the bed frame. Just like the wet opening between her legs, her breasts were aching for attention. At this point she would have started to rub them herself, but that was impossible. She was entirely at his mercy and holy fuck did she enjoy every last second of it.
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Post by Aiden L. Blackwell on Nov 22, 2015 7:39:04 GMT
As he reached the middle of her belly, he paused again but this time it was to seductively swirl his tongue inside of her belly button, almost as if it were her hot wet opening that he was teasing and arousing even more. He even nipped gently at her over stretched skin, grazing his teeth against her skin gently before finally moving on from there. Aiden loved her, loved her body and how it responded so fantastically to his ministrations. Lydia’s white skin was already beginning to flush a very pale pink with her arousal, and that was all his doing.
Aiden moved the feather up her body, across her ribs where he spent another moment there gently kissing and nipping along each one of her rib bones before moving up to her breasts. He made a figure eight pattern around and between them before he took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on it, gently rolling the hardened nub between his teeth even as he finally trailed his other hand up her thigh and between her hips where her opening was practically dripping wet just for him. His eyes looked up into her face, his gaze was full of heat and passion as he slipped a finger inside her, then another.
Her channel seemed to latch onto his fingers as if they were his shaft, trying to milk him of his seed. God was she so damn hot and tight. Aiden let go of her nipple and finally found her lips with his own. He practically devoured her with his kiss. ”Tell me you want it. Tell me you want me to make you scream baby.” Aiden said, his voice but a hoarse whisper which told them both how affected he was. He began to thrust his fingers in and out of her even though they both wanted more. He wanted to hear her tell him what she wanted, that she wanted him inside of her instead of just his fingers filling her.
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Post by Lydia G. Van Helsing on Nov 22, 2015 23:31:14 GMT
Lifting her head, Lydia watched him swirl his tongue inside of her belly button and the sensation was a great deal more arousing than she might have thought. Biting her lip, she let her head fall back against the pillows as he nipped at her belly, prompting her to close her eyes and enjoy everything he was doing to her. A shiver ran down her spine as he ran the feather over her body, further increasing the need for his touch.
The moment he seized one of her nipples with mouth, she moaned in pure ecstasy, grabbing hold of the headboard's posts. Her pregnancy and hormones left her so much more sensitive to his touch, it was almost overwhelming. His mouth was so hot on her sensitive breast and she wanted more, getting just that when his hand trailed up her thigh. She lifted her head once more to look into his eyes as he gazed at her, her cheeks flushed and scorching from the intensifying heat between them. "Oh, God," she said as he slipped a finger inside of her, shortly followed by a second.
When he released her nipple, it was damn near throbbing in only the best of ways. Lydia's back arched into him as he kissed her and she whimpered against his lips, aching for more of him. His fingers inside of her were sending waves of pleasure through her, especially when he started to thrust them in and out of her. It wasn't enough though. She wanted to feel his shaft inside of her, filling her until they both went spiraling over the edge. Just the thought of him coming inside of her made her squirm with anticipation. Him releasing into her had always been a major turn on for her... a turn on that had led to the baby now growing inside of her. She wasn't ashamed to admit that he was the only man she had ever allowed inside of her without protection. She'd never felt this way for anyone else, after all and she'd never trusted anyone the way she trusted him... clearly, considering he now had her handcuffed to his bed.
She wanted to take his face in her hands or run her fingertips down his chest, but the tug of the handcuffs reminded her that she couldn't do anything at the moment. "I want you... God, I want you to make me scream," she breathed, tightening around his fingers. She was so wet and hot for him that she was sure his fingers would be soaked by the time he pulled them free of her. They felt so damn good, but not good enough. "I need you, Aiden. Please."" She stopped speaking for a moment, only to moan loudly as his fingers took her closer to the edge. "I can't wait any longer, I want you inside of me." Her voice was full of longing and desire, so breathless and aroused.
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Post by Aiden L. Blackwell on Nov 23, 2015 7:28:05 GMT
Aiden had had every intention of drawing it out longer, replacing his fingers with his tongue and giving her even more pleasure before finally giving them both what they wanted most. But her breathless pleas had him changing his mind, as did the tightness in his groin. His shaft was aching with need, and he could only imagine how she would feel, her tight hot channel gripping him like it was his fingers at that moment… soaking him more with every thrust. God she was so damn perfect. Aiden honestly didn’t know how he had ever gotten so lucky as to have her fall in love with him. Keeping up the rhythm for a couple of moments longer, he fastened his lips to hers again and tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth.
Aiden’s free hand came up and started to massage her breast as he leaned his body in closer to hers. His shaft was so close, resting on her clit as he continued for another moment fingering her before finally pulling them out of her. His hand slid down her thigh until it was under her knee, where he promptly, but gently, bent it and pushed it up and out a little to give him better access to her glistening wet opening. Aiden pulled away from her lips for a moment as he leaned back to look at her again, admiring her body and everything she had to offer him. ”God you’re so wet for me baby. You want me don’t you sweatheart…” Aiden said even as he bent to run his tongue between her folds, the temptation to taste her juices too strong to ignore. She even tasted sweet.
He groaned a little as he flicked his tongue against the swollen bud between her lips before managing to pull himself away and settle his shaft at her opening. The head teased her, slipping just slightly inside before stopping. God he wanted to just slam himself home and hear her scream his name… but he also wanted to take his time, build her up to it. Aiden forced himself to slowly push himself into her inch by excruciatingly slow inch, wanting her to feel every vein and valley that covered his shaft as he slid inside of her, until he was finally practically balls deep in her. He paused there for a moment and looked down at her, handcuffed to his bed and stretched out beneath him… her vagina squeezing the life out of his dick… and all he could really think about was how much he loved this woman.
Giving her a sexy grin, he bent and pressed a kiss to her chest, then to her neck. He bit down gently there, sucking a little as he finally pulled back out of her and started a slow, tormenting thrusting rhythm into her and then back out. Aiden moved his mouth from that spot on her neck back down to her breast and drew her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it for a moment before flicking the hardened peak with his tongue and then blowing on it… watching it tighten even more. He had always enjoyed her breasts, there had always been plenty of them but pregnancy had only enhanced that. As he moved to the other one he began to quicken the pace, pushing them both closer to the edge, though it was still a lot slower than his body was telling him to go.
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Post by Lydia G. Van Helsing on Nov 24, 2015 2:44:06 GMT
His kiss set her on fire and she responded to his lips with eagerness, moaning as he tugged on her lower lip. She was gripping the headboard so tightly now that her knuckles turned white and she just couldn't get enough of him massaging her breast. It was the feel of his shaft against her clit that really had her going though. Biting her lips, she just wanted him to slip into her and fill her up, especially when he removed his fingers. She felt empty and bereft of him.
She was bursting with excitement as he grabbed her leg and held it out, her legs spread for him and granting him full access. The way he devoured her with his eyes made her tingle from head to toe. When he spoke, a breathtaking smile spread across her face. "I do... I want you more than anything," she admitted, breathing heavily.
When he bent down and started to lick her, flicking her clit with his tongue, she lifted her hips in pure desperation. She would have been disappointed by him pulling away, but she knew that he was finally about to give her exactly what she wanted the most. Shocks of pleasure erupted through her, traveling from her vagina and coursing through her abdomen, just from the the act of him pushing into her. He hadn't even pushed into her all the way and she was surprised by how intense the pleasure already was. Aiden had always turned her on, but her current state elevated every sensation, electrifying every nerve ending.
Moaning and straining against the handcuffs as he pushed into her slowly, she could feel every inch of him. He was still just as familiar to her as he had been when she was a teenager, filling her up entirely. If there was one thing she could say about him, it was that he was probably the most blessed man she had ever been with... and not just in the looks department. Her muscles contracted around his shaft and she moaned softly at the sensation of feeling him deep inside of her. He knew exactly what she liked.
"Oh, Aiden," she breathed as he kissed her chest and neck, thrusting into her. Every time he pushed into her, hitting just the right spot, a wave of pleasure flowed through her. "That feels so good..." Her nipple ached so pleasurably as he sucked on it, the cooling sensation of him blowing on her taught, hardened peak so intense that she couldn't help but whimper in response.
His quickening pace was driving her closer to the edge and closer to that sweet release that she was so desperately craving. With every thrust, the headboard banged against the wall and Lydia prayed that poor Lena was fast asleep. The last thing she wanted was to traumatize the teen with the wild noises coming from her father's bedroom. She thought for sure that being so heavily pregnant would make it hard to maneuver or even make having sex uncomfortable, but the two of them were just so in tune, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. "You feel so damn amazing," she breathed, getting so close. His slow pace was allowing the pleasure to just slowly build up inside of her and it took everything in her to stay relaxed, knowing that doing so and being patient would just make her orgasm more intense. "Ohhhh, I'm so damn close... faster... I'm begging you, please. I want you to come inside of me so badly..."
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