Flatline - Murder | Mystery | Intrigue

Chapter 21

*** Mature content ahead*** 

Emile 

Kay and I ended up at my apartment at her request. I wasn’t sure what she wanted so when she started taking her clothes off, I was hypnotized. She forbade me to undress as she teased me with her tantalizing curves and when she bent in front of me, I had to restrain myself from punishing her for taking off her panties herself. 

No, I would wait and let her do what she wanted. It wasn’t exactly unpleasant and despite my dominant tendencies, her confidence was so sexy, my d*ck sprang to attention just watching her take what she wanted. I couldn’t wait to run my hands over her skin and find out just how soft her skin was. She moved sensually and positioned herself in front of my face. I was dazed as I caught the scent of her arousal mixed with her spicy perfume, her pretty p*ssy just out of reach. I wanted to taste her so much, but I had to remind myself that this was part of my apology; I had to wait. 

Finally I tasted her, a little salty and a little sweet, delicious. My d*ck got harder and harder as she ground against me. My hands gripped her hips as I forced my tongue as deep as I could and licked her up and down. Her moans spurred me on and as she bucked harder, I licked and sucked harder. She took her pleasure like the queen she was, and I was more than happy to give it to her. My d*ck twitched as I watched her lose herself in pleasure, no inhibitions, just pure bliss. Being with someone so in touch with her sexuality was an incredible experience; I wasn’t responsible for all of her pleasure. She knew what she wanted and she took it unapologetically. It just made me want to drive her crazy with more pleasure than she could handle. 

I nearly came as she drenched me in her juices, still riding out her orgasm on my face. It ran down my face and soaked my shirt as well. I’d never had a woman ride my face with such abandon before; it was so erotic and worked like an aphrodisiac. I smirked; she’d had her fun. 

I smiled as I unbuttoned my shirt, standing to rid myself of my pants and underwear. Her gaze traveled over my body. Her eyes widened and lips parted slightly as they stopped on my stiff c*ck. I was above average size and knew it could be a little daunting at first, but I’d make sure she enjoyed every inch. I moved closer to her and ran my hand up the side of her body while the other grabbed her by the back of her neck, pulling her into a searing kiss. 

“That was so f*cking hot, Kay,” I whispered in her ear. “I loved tasting you, your sweet nectar. I loved every one of your moans as you took what you wanted. Now I want more, more moans as I take you and bury myself in that sweet p*ssy,” I continued. She moaned and I kissed her hard again, moving into her neck. I felt her shudder and smiled against her sensitive skin. I looked forward to finding every spot that gave me that kind of reaction. I wanted to know her body, to play it like an instrument bringing out her melodious moans.

My hands moved over her body again, tracing her curves to the underside of her breasts. There I circled her n*****s without touching them. She wasn’t the only one who could tease. She groaned with impatience. 

“Emile…” she whispered as she looked up at me. Her eyes were hazy with lust, her lips swollen and her breathing uneven. She was captivating, a voluptuous goddess. 

“Kay, tell me what you want?” I replied, finally grazing my fingers across a n****e. She sucked in a deep breath. They were so hard and ready for my mouth. I was aching to be inside her, but she had teased me so much that a little payback was necessary. I forced myself to go slowly. 

“You,” she breathed out, “I need you inside me.” My c*ck twitched; I had fantasized about this moment so much that I felt a little over-excited. I kissed her deeply again and rubbed myself up against her, her hard n*****s dragging across my hard pecs. My hard length grinding between her legs. Her breathing became harsher and she shuddered again. I couldn’t wait anymore; I had to feel her warm p*ssy around me. 

I turned her around, lay her on the couch and lowered my head to her delectable n*****s. Her back arched as my mouth closed over one of them and I positioned my d*ck at her entrance. I rubbed the head between her entrance and cl*t, aiming to drive her crazy before I entered her. She moaned and took me by surprise as she thrusted downward onto my c*ck. I gasped at the warm, heavenly sensation. Greedy girl. I lifted myself off her and she whined. 

“Shhh… Come here,” I said as I flipped her onto all fours. I positioned myself at her entrance again and just slipped the tip in. I started slowly, with shallow strokes. Her luscious *ss tantalized me further as I moved in and out of her. She whined a bit more, moving her *ss and meeting my strokes. I rubbed her *ss cheek and then slapped it once; it turned a beautiful shade of pink. She gasped and I felt her walls squeeze my c*ck. I smirked, yes, I loved having a strong woman submit to me of her own free will. 

I wrapped her hair around my hand and tugged gently as I pushed deeper into her. My pulse quickened as I almost lost myself in the silky feeling of being inside her. I felt my control slipping, I wanted to pound into her, but I wanted her to beg. She fussed again and slammed back into me. She challenged me in every way, inside and outside of the bedroom. Holding onto the last threads of my control, I picked up the pace, but still kept it somewhat shallow. Then slapped her *ss cheek again. She mewled loudly again as she shuddered. 

“Emile, please,” she whined. I smiled, finally. 

“What do you want, Kay? Tell me.” 

“I need you deeper, harder, faster,” she panted. How could I deny her? I pushed all the way into her and she groaned. “Yes…” she mewled and I slammed into her over and over, watching her exquisite *ss jiggle to the rhythm. “Oh, oh,” she moaned.

 I grunted as she met every stroke half way, intensifying the blissful sensation. I was losing it, she was driving me insane with lust. That was my job, I pumped harder. My stomach muscles tightened and my c*ck twitched just as I heard her breathing stop, and her walls tightened around me. I kept pumping as I roared, she finally started breathing again as her body relaxed and pulsed around my d*ck as the last of her orgasm fizzled out. I pulled her with me as I dropped onto my side, not wanting to leave her warmth just yet. 

I wrapped my arm around her and buried my face in her hair, I loved her scent, fresh yet spicy. We lay there for a while calming our racing hearts. I wasn’t the type to cuddle, but after that extraordinary session I really couldn’t move. Eventually, my bladder insisted and I reluctantly dragged myself away from her and went to relieve myself. 

When I returned, Kay was already half dressed. 

“You’re leaving?” I asked, I cringed mentally as it came out sounding a little clingy.

“Yes, thank you for the apology Emile,” she smirked, “but I need to go now.” 

Well damn, usually I was the one to leave.