Chapter 211

“You want something to drink Sweetheart?”

Shaking her head, she took hold of his cross, closing the distance.

“I have all I want ..right..here. Some music would be great....”

She tapped it against his skin. Why was such a simple gesture, turning his insides to mush? Sucking in a shaky breath he made his way towards the music centre.

She gestured him to come closer.

“Come dance with me Big Guy. I could use a big man’s hands on me ...”

“Fuck darlin’ keep on saying shit like that and....”

“and?”

Her hands fluttered over his big frame, her hips grabbing the beat of the music.

HELL!!! This woman....she is on fire!!

Her eyes coquettishly dared him to come closer, touch her...

Spreading those huge musical fingers he dug into the generous plumpness of her ass. The scrap of a dress slipped over her hips...

Lifting her hands up into the air, she leaned into his hands, bending backwards so  her ample breasts threatened to spill from their lacy confines.

Her eyes kept his prisoner, she wanted to see his reaction when...

“Of fuck me!! “ The dimple dug deeper, the dark chocolaty eyes caught fire.

“In a minute...dont get all hasty now..I’m dancing now...” she flashed her pearlies at his stunned yet horny expression.

There was no sight of any panties , just the knowledge that she’s been without it the whole evening, send his blood pressure roaring.

“I thought it would only get in the way anyway...” she pouted so prettily he wanted to suck those glistening lips till she whimpered...on second thought.

His dark head turn light into dark, his lips sparked a roaring fire in her stomach scorching all the butterflies that’s been dancing in there the whole evening.

She melted into his arms, her sweet curves pressing closer, her hips cradling his stiff member. Somehow their bodies kept to the rhythm, moving in perfect unison.

Hot, long fingers imprinted in her ass as he kept her against him, lifting her a few inches higher to give her the full impact of his very large desire for her.

“Is that for me?” Her voice was light but her green blazing eyes belied her emotions.

“Every inch honey....”

She felt his grip tightened even more and with one quick flick she straddled his hips, her ankles crossing to keep her there, so intimately.

Richie’s eyes drank in her beauty, marvelling at the flush brushing her cheeks and dipping lower towards those full, bouncy breasts..his hips swayed to the music, grinding him into her even more. Her breath hitch as the harsh material of his jeans scraped over her moistness.

Twirling her fingers in those dark mane of his, she pulled him closer..her lips begging to be worshipped by his.

She felt the sensation of floating as he backed up..where to she wasn’t sure.

Her butt hit something hard..the felt of a pool table. She unclasped her ankles, making more room for the mountain of a man to come closer.

Grabbing his belt buckle she snickered as her dress was opened in seconds and pushed of her shoulders...

“Someone around here is over dressed for the occasion and I know its not me...”

“Then you have to learn to work a bit faster Sweetheart! I’m a very impatient man, you know..”

The heavy belt buckle thudded to the tile floor, the sound somewhat drowned by the music.

Moist lips, played between the valley of her breasts, licking and nipping at the fragile lace.

Sandra tried to swallow the cry working up her throat. Lord Almighty he played her like one of his guitars! His fingers strummed her nerve endings to raw strings of desire....his lips awoken slumbering passion in her that’s been buried for so long!

Her hands met his throbbing pulsing heat, the wet tip slipped in her palm.

“I don’t want to wait...”

Looking at his concerned face she nodded....

His heat slammed into her own, he seated so deep inside her she thought he might split her in half...

Taking hold of his cross she took him with her as she stretched out on the pool table, her breasts jutting into the air.

He clamped down on the nubs and she shuddered. Pleasure was overwhelming her...it seemed to seep into her from every inch he touched.

Lifting her hips at an angle she clamped at his hips, meeting him thrust for every hard, pumping thrust.

Sweat drizzled from his face, she nuzzled at his chin and felt the wild animal in him groan to life. Digging long nails into his ass, she rode the wild ride with him, their eyes never wavering.

The build up exploded into a millions shards of fireworks. She screamed his name, her name breathed over her breasts as he shuddered into his own climax.

Turning his head, he sagged onto her breasts, his hair plastered on his face. Wiping his hair from his face she left a kiss on his forehead. Lying so intimately joined brought calmness over her. This man was so easy to love...

They didn’t speak for the longest time. In fact Richie was so still she thought he might have drifted off.

“You falling asleep on me Big guy?”

“Not in your life.” His voice seemed distant.

“Something biting you?”

“Just something on my mind..something I need to do to help two people I love very much, but might even hurt them at the same time.” With a sigh he stood up.

“Tell me....I’m a good listener.”