EPILOGUE
Cordelia woke to bright sunshine and got a terrible start thinking the curtains weren’t drawn; a quick check found them shut, just damn thin – typical!
Then she went still; feeling him wrapped around her – all large, hard-muscled male. She turned her head to look at his sleeping face for moment before darting then away again with a frantic blush staining her smooth cheeks. Carefully she eased out from the bed and tiptoed to the tiny bathroom.
She shut the bathroom door and leaned against it and placed cool hands over her burning cheeks; What the hell just happened? She shook her head unable to believe the memories that flooded back except for the fact that she could barely walk and she was sore between her legs.
She started to giggle hysterically, “Talk about a cliché Cor; can’t walk the next day”, she snorted and placed a hand over mouth to stifle the sounds – afraid of waking him.
She walked over to the mirror almost afraid of what she’d see when she lifted her hair out of the way the way to bare her neck to the mirror. Then she frowned, OK so where the hell is it? Then she found them and her eyes widened in surprise, instead of a big horrible bite mark like she was expecting there was only two tiny holes,Obviously not in a chomping mood then.
“OK that’s good – but what about the rest of it”
Jeeze how the hell did a simple trip turn into a marriage and fuckfest, “Hey that’s crude” she told herself and desperate to get her mind off it for a while – ran a bath.
The hot water was soothing and she started to relax, her chin resting on the water and enjoying the bubbles popping against her skin, absently she ran the washcloth over herself, not even noticing when she kept on brushing the soft wet fabric over her breasts and nipples.
She tipped her head back and closed her eyes letting the images back in, enjoying the pleasurable sensations too much to be sensible and push them away. She dropped the cloth and ran her hands up and down her ribcage and stomach, dipping into her navel and brushing through the curls there.
Then prolonging the pleasure she brought them back up and cupped her breasts; playing with the tight pinched nipples, remembering that suckling mouth and moaning with painful need. She pinched them harder and rolled them between her finger and thumb – like he had and writhed a little causing the water to slosh up the bath and over her body.
Instinctively she raised her hips so that the movement of the water could caress her sore flesh, tingling now with renewed arousal, giving in she ran one hand down to softly stroke herself. Parting the folds and thinking of his mouth – tongue dipping and swirling, sucking at sex like she was candy.
Hot sticky warmth flooded down and even in the water, coated her fingers, making her sex slicker as she rubbed harder – ignoring the slight discomfort and chasing the blissful pleasure. She pushed a finger through the swollen entrance of her vagina and pumped her finger in and out – still rubbing at one breast and keening slightly as her neck twinged just the tiniest bit. But it was enough to make her suddenly too hot and too aroused; she felt as if she would burst if she didn’t get some relief.
She left the bathroom to climb back onto the bed, panting with the strength of her need as she crawled up his prone body. She turned him and looked down into his startled brown eyes.
Angel woke to find her over him, flushed and aroused but before he could speak she scooted down and took him in her hot mouth, sucking and licking his cock like she was starving for the taste and feel of him there.
She did, her whole body was screaming with lust and need and compulsively she took him as deep she as could; moaning in her throat at the pleasure and running her hands through her damp curls to rub again at her dripping core; trying to delay the need to take him inside so she could carry on – God he tasted so good.
She felt him reach down but he didn’t move her fingers; just added his own as he thrust two inside her – working in tandem with hers to bring her to the brink of a trembling orgasm. Finally she ran her tongue along his thick length and then gave the broad head a last sucking kiss before raising herself up and looking at him with passion glazed eyes – sank down on him.
He lifted himself up slightly and groaned deep in his throat, reaching up to run his hands down her torso and cup her gorgeous breasts, rubbing the soft undersides and circling the tight budded nipples with long fingers and then pinching them tight, he loved hearing her moan.
He pulled her head down for a devouring kiss, pulling her tongue into his mouth to suck on it in a matching the rhythm she set as she lifted herself up and down, impaling her wet hot core with his hard cock again and again.
She pushed him down again and kept her hands on his shoulders, her lips were full and wet, eyes sparking with passion – “Do you love me”? She demanded, raising her self up higher until only the tip was still inside her – and then slamming herself down, they both hissed at the pleasurable streaks of fire that radiated from their joined bodies.
“I love you more than you can stand” he told her, holding her hips tightly and rocking.
“I can stand a lot” she told him, face serious for moment before her head rolled back and she started to come, her hips moving frantically over him – rubbing her clit against his pelvis and milking his hard sex inside herself.
Before she was finished he flipped her on her back – and then over onto her front, she wailed at the loss but then cried out when he thrust heavily into her from behind saying, “Show me then”.
THE END
