Thread: Bitter Sweet Rivals (Lady Bloody Ava & Fates.Gamble)

Devon had to agree that her eyes said it all. Her bright, exotic orbs were nothing short of a fucking turn on. He absolutely loved the way she watched him with pure desire the same way he looked at her. In fact, he couldnt recall a woman hed ever wanted more. His manhood was throbbing with just the thought of where this would all lead, but he looked forward to the time it would take to get there. Gabriellas beautiful body was like a canvas, begging to be painted by his touch, and he would be sure to take the time to cover every last inch of it. As he continued his sweet assault, his free hand kept her legs open nice and wide, making sure he had un-hindered access, and he sighed out a soft moan as he felt her fingers across his scalp. The fact that she was enjoying it so much made him even harder, if that was at all possible, which only encouraged his efforts. His fingers seemed to know all the right spots to aim for, masterfully flexing up or down to add pressure even as he worked them in and out. His mouth worked in a pattern to fit, sucking, licking, kissing, massaging . . . yet he was very good at leading her to expect one while he went for another. He loved to tease after all, and her revelation of wanting more wasnt going to make him go any easier on her. He grinned as she called him out, his eyes flashing up to watch her for a moment. His energies slowed as he gradually backed away, and scooted up to his knees. He stared down at her while the fingers that once worked to pleasure her were brought to his mouth, so that he could lick the evidence clean. Her delectable flavor could send chills through his body. Selfish, huh? he repeated teasingly, once the last of her juices had been consumed from his digits, And here I was thinking I was being generous. Even as he spoke, he gripped her last lacey garment, and slowly began sliding it down her long, smooth legs. As the sexy attire slid down, he lowered to follow its wake with soft kisses until he broke away at her ankles to strip her of it entirely. By that point he had slipped off the lounger, and stood so he could work at the button of his pants. It was quickly undone, and he pulled them down, boxers and all, to reveal the well-endowed length she was practically begging for. He was back in the lounger with her not a moment later, his body gliding its away along hers as he again settled between her legs, and kissed his way back up. After reaching her chest, his gentle approach changed drastically. He quickly seized her hands from where-ever theyd been wandering, and pinned them hard above her head by the wrists. Grinning down at her, he lowered his body, his hard shaft grinding its self against her woman-hood as though it was drawn by magnetism. Im not so sure if I should feed that hunger just yet, though . . . he teased, still grinning as he held her down helplessly, and began a wet assault of kisses on her neck. Hed seen how much she enjoyed them in the elevator, and the weakness was ammunition he planned to use to the fullest now. I cant help but remember the way you toyed with the idea of making me wait at the bar . . . he started in a hot murmur against her neck, I kind of feel like I should repay the favor. Teeth joined in with lips and tongue, as he nibbled upon her soft skin with varying strength, going off of her reactions. All the while, his hips had a perfect rolling tempo, gliding up and down her entrance, often with enough accuracy to be sucked into her slick channel if he wasnt so good at denying her. Of course, he continued to say, practically breathless as he kissed below her ear, If youre anything like me, youll just take what you want. Oh he would give into any of her desires before long this was just as sweet a torture for him, after all. But in the meantime, he was interested to see if she would lose this game just as she lost her defiance to hold out. This was one torment he probably wouldn't regret once he learned her true identity. e