Craving the taste of his wicked touch

II

Savannah:

        I had never seen him this happy. Not like football games on Sunday or when he sees a hot girl pass by and he tries to sneak a peak at her ass. No this was a light going off in him. This Is a glow emmiting from his soul. This is a look of passion and I have only seen this passion once before in him. I have seen this passion in him before. The night he told me he loved me and I had promised him that I would always love him but not in the way that he loved me. We had promised to be friends until time ends. Even then I didn’t feel worthy of anyone. 

     “Hi..” he said to her as she came closer to us. She smiled and she was beautiful. Blonde hair, gorgeous white teeth, tall long legs, green eyes. She was gorgeous and I was so shocked at how beautiful she actually was. I did not underestimate my friend I knew that he had good taste and he was very good looking himself he deserved someone that was as good looking as him. She seemed genuinely sweet, which made me all the more happy for him. 

        “Nathan, hi!!! How are you? I was looking all over the place for you!” she beamed with happiness. She was genuinely happy to see Nathan and that made my heart explode. I was so happy to see her looking at him the way that she was. He deserved this.

       “oh umm hi I am Savannah Florentine. I am Nathans oldest friend it is so nice to meet you and you look so beautiful!” I introduced myself to her as I held out my hand to shake it but she hugged me instead.     

         Yes, indeed this girl is the girl for my sweet friend Nathan. She was everything that he needed and in that moment their eyes met and it was as if they both knew.

    “well im going to go to the bathroom and then grab a drink do you guys want anything?” I had asked.

       “No savannah its ok I will go grab us something when you are in the bathroom. Thank you though!” he shot his head in my direction smiling ear to ear.

     “Okay well ill be back then later on and give you guys some free time!” I said. 

         Nathan winked at me and knew exactly where I was going I had made my appearance that he wanted and now I was off to the library as promised. That was faster then I thought. I didn’t have to do anything. Nathan acted as if she didn’t know he existed, she seemed pretty interested in finding him though. 

        I had to stop off to his room first and grab some sweat pants and a shirt. I had found a black pair of sweats and a white tee shirt that was going to be huge on me. So instead I put the pants back and just kept the shirt. I’ll lock the door to the library and no one will come in to see me. I will get privacy and comfort all in one. Besides, that library is literally a ghost town. 

       I had made my way down past everyone and almost was not noticed like normal. Except I was wearing this dress so I seemed to have snagged more attention then I normally do. I just bowed my head and kept walking. I could feel my face turning red from embarrassment. I am not used to this at all, once again Nathan was so lucky that I loved him so dearly. Now that Rebecca is in the picture though maybe she can talk him out of asking me to do such drastic things. Laughing as I thought to myself how amazing that would be.

      I opened the door to the library and turned the light on. Once again I was mesmerized at how beautiful this place was. Deep cherry wood, a spiral stair case that led to the second level. Not only was there one level of books there, but were two levels. Gorgeous dark cherry wood banisters, and old oil lamps. There were candle holders on the wall and candles all over the table. Beautiful emerald green velvet couches and a dark cherry wood coffee table in the middle of the tables. It was something from a dream. This place I could  live in constantly. 

        Taking in the amazing sight I gathered myself, slightly, and walked over to the dark emerald green couch, placed my clothes on the back of it like I had done numerous occasions. I bent over and unzipped my gorgeous black heels, it was safe to say I had a developed a new muscle in my leg due to the height of my stiletto. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun, running my hand over the back of my neck and rolled my head side to side for relief. I was about to read for hours and hours on end, I needed to loosen up my stiff muscles. 

          I went to unzip my dress when a huge hand came across my face covering my mouth. A man’s hand, strong and caloused, a gold ring on his middle finger, and a tattoo of a skull covered the top of his hand. I was mixed with fear and secret desire, damn all those romance novels. 

        I leaned back and felt his height and width behind me. He was broad and muscular. His chest heaving up and down as if I scared him too and he was reacting first. I didn’t know he was here, no one was here. I swore i had locked the door I felt his muscles tighten as he slid his right hand up my body. His hand caressed up my stomach and over my breast stopping to hold each one in his hand, he ran his hand over my chest and up to my neck. Fear dissolving, i had never met this man, I do not know what this man looks like, but i felt oddly calm. I felt protected. A moan escape my mouth as the width of his hand spanned out across my neck and placing his palm in the center of my throat squeezing a little. 

         I was intrigued and shocked. It felt so good to be touched that way and I have never been touched that way before. I had never experienced a man taking his time to feel my body, his eyes on me. I had lost my virginity two years ago, since then was a downward spiral of my humiliation. I was wrong to believe the he actually wanted me. Resulting in Nathan fighting him senseless, but that didn’t stop the rumors or the name calling. 

         He leaned into me, his breath upon my neck. His lips grazing the skin on my shoulders. His breath barely touching me yet my skin was on fire. I did not know this man, so why is my body reacting to him this way. His hand reached behind me and started to pull down the zipper of my dress… I do not know this man, what am i doing? My thoughts kept getting louder and louder until I snapped out of it. 

         The second my dress hit the floor I turned to face him. To face the person responsible for making me feel this way. That was when our eyes met. His black, endless, hungry eyes staring at me. 

     “Oh my god?” I asked breathless. Part due to being scared and shocked and adrenaline flowing through me to my core. Other part being that he was gorgeous and I was questioning what the hell I was doing pulling away from him. This is the man every girl dreamed of. 

      “The name is Dom..” he said moving toward me in one giant step that closed the space between us. Both hands gripping my ass and lifting me on the back of the couch. “I have seen you all night. The second I walked in the door I saw you in that dress that screamed for me to rip it off and those heels that made your legs look delicious. I could practically taste them from across the room. You make me feel like a wild animal!” he growled in my ear.

       “Your Dominic Santao.” I said. Still stunned e was even breathing the same air as me. 

      “So you do know me.” He said and smirked. I felt angry rising and I didn’t know why. Maybe his sarcasm or his over statistic ego that made me mad. He thinks he’s a God. 

       “I know of you. Everyone knows of you.” I said to him with anger in my voice now I couldn’t hide it. 

      All he returned back to my statement was a smirk. 

      “How am I supposed to believe you? You just saw me from across the room and immediately thought to yourself that I would be your snack for the night?!” I was a enraged at this point but the fact of the matter was that I loved the way his body felt against mine. His fingerprints burned into my skin. His mouth was branded on my neck. I could still feel his lips lingering on me neck even though he has pulled away.

     “Trust me love I have never craved another woman in my life the way that I crave you. Your scent is intoxicating and then when I found you, you were just as pleasing to the eyes as you were to all my other senses.” He said low and slow in my ear still holding me close and I was praying to the gods that he wouldn’t let go.

   “I dont believe a word you say. I see you pass by in the streets with a new girl on your arm every day.” I said to him. As I turned my head and adverted his gaze. I would not be lied to or made a fool of ever again. 

       He was smiling and I knew then that I wasn’t alone in this world anymore after meeting him. We were destined to be close to one another, but getting the reality to sink in was the hard part. I had so many questions for him but in this moment I didn’t want to ask those questions I just wanted to feel his body against mine, his warmth, his arms, his hard throbbing member between my legs. 

       I felt him press into my thigh with his hard center and he was being serious, he was attracted to me. I didn’t know that he really felt attracted to me like that. No one has ever been attracted to me that way, this could only be because I was dressed this way. No person in their right mind would find me attractive in my glasses, messy bun, and baggy clothes. 

     I came here for a good time and I will have him. I don’t care at this point. His heat was radiating into mine and I couldn’t hold control much longer. 

   I turn my gaze back to him and stare at him. My hand trails to where his hand was covering my mouth. I move his hand from the side of the couch and back to my thigh. I feel extremely bold in this moment, I bring his other hand up to my mouth and slip his middle finger into it. I suck lightly and then flick the top of his finger with my tongue. His eyes are set ablaze as a fire in him is ignited. He smiled a smile that was so mischevious and filled with hunger. He was crazed. Is this what It looked like to so starved for someone? Will it only be like this tonight? I can’t afford for my feelings to get in the way. I need this. My body needs him. I will deal with the repercussions later. 

    “I want you!” he said as he stared at me licking his lips and pressing his hard body into mine. He pulled me to him. I didn’t think I could get closer but I did. I wrapped my legs around him. He walked around to the front of the couch and laid me down. We made eye contact again and there was something there.     

      Something familiar, something mysterious but made me intrigued. Did I want to know him more? Did I want this to be a one night stand? I cannot tell, I have never experienced this before other then the small fraction of affection I was shown in the end being betrayal and lies. 

       I know who he was. I know who is family is. I know of the business and killings he does. He has blood on his hands but right now I just needed him to be inside of me. 

   Something in me was telling me to cover up, turn the light off, get a blanket, anything to cover my self up but I had nothing. I tried to use my hands to cover my chest as a blush swept across my face. 

        “No baby let me see all of you!” He growled out as he moved my hands off my chest and pinned them above my head. 

       “I’m not use to this. I’ve only ever done this once before.” I said shyly and looked away. 

        “Something in me is screaming to claim you. To protect you. To own you. Trust me love I will be everything you need me to be. Do you trust me?” He asked. As our eyes met i knew i did. He may be capable of killing in mass numbers but I knew i trusted him. 

       He wedged his leg in between mine and positioned himself before me. Moving his hand down from my hands he was holding to my face, to my neck, to my breast and filling his hand full, releasing my breast and traveling down my stomach he looped a finger in the lining of my panties and I gasped. I was already almost naked in front of him, what was I thinking? I wasn’t thinking and i needed this. 

       He left his other hand holding my hands in place. He leaned down and kissed my neck, as I started breathing heavier he trailed kisses further down. Kissing my belly, running his face over my core that was still covered by my panties, he smiled at me.

    “you are dripping wet. I guess you are turned on by me after all. Remember all these sensations are because of me baby.” He said as he lifted my leg up and placed it on his shoulder. He ran his hand down the inside of my thigh then followed by kisses.

     He nuzzled his face into my core without any warning. Scooting my panties over to the side and not giving me any time to object to him doing this. That’s when it hit me like the sun falling out of the sky and striking me, I was pleasure. Hot, scolding hot, electrifying through my body pulsating in me as his tongue found my clit. He worked in circles then he went up and down gently then rough circles again. I was moaning and breathless and I haven’t even came yet. 

        I moved my hips into his face and i grabbed a hand full of hair shoving him in harder and further. Moving my hips faster and faster as if my body were dancing a rhythm only him and I shared. Every beat, every movement right on que.

   “yes!” I screamed “right there, ohh don’t stop!” as I got louder and louder I noticed I was getting careless and fierce. I grabbed his head and crashed my lips to his. Tongues colliding and tasting myself on him. I push him off of me. The look of surprise took over his face. He was leaned against the opposite arm of the couch. I stood up and took my panties off. Tossing my panties onto him, he brought them to his face and took a big whiff. He then placed my panties in his pocket. 

        “A souvenir.” He said as he smirked. 

        He smiled and it was a delicious smile because I knew where his mouth had been and I knew where I wanted it to go again. I slung one leg on either side of his head and sat on his face. Making eye contact with him I grabbed his hand and sucked on his finger using my tongue to dance around him. Rocking back and forth on his face I saw his primal urge kick in and his erect d**k pulsing, it wanted me to touch it too. I reached my hand back and started stroking him. He was so smooth at first it was easy, but the more he enjoyed it the faster his tongue lapped at my core. I was climaxing I could feel it. I pulled off his face and stood back up again.

     “Not just yet.” I said to him as I climbed back on top of him. This time I backwards so he could taste me and I could taste him. I saw this in a porno once and turned it off thinking I would never do that! This man made me want to be a s*x goddess and tonight I was just that. 

     I licked him from his balls up his shaft. I flicked my tongue on his head before placing his huge length in my mouth. He was hard and long. He was soft and smooth. He tasted so delicious and I wanted to suck it all up. I was bouncing my head up and down fast then slow. I went all the way down his shaft a few times until I could actually gag on him then to his head for more pleasure. He slipped his tongue in me and that made me want to go faster and faster. I was going to climax and he was too. His veins tightened up and he started tapping my legs. Was he giving up? A smile took over my face as I thought to my self. This big, bad, mafia king comes in here and thinks he will win, no way in hell. 

        I went faster and faster and he gave in to me. He buried his face inside of me, tongue dancing in and out and in and out fast and hot I was dripping all over him and he was making my sensitive Bud tighten up again. 

       He flexed his hips, hitting the back of my throat. He threw his head back and a guttural growl escaped his throat as he released in my mouth. I took it all in, drinking him up. 

      I lifted off of him and stood naked before him. Using my finger I wiped the sides of my mouth. Placing my finger in my mouth with his thick cream to suck the last bit of him up. He tasted so delightful I couldn’t let it go to waste. 

     As his eyes met mine and the sight of what I was doing registered to him, he had darted from the couch and said in front of me in one swift movement. He lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I could feel his hard member at the entrance of my core. One slight movement downward and he would be inside of me. He sat done on the couch with my legs around him. 

       He cupped the back of my neck and brought my

lips to his. My hands trailed down his chest over his tattoos and perfectly shaped muscles. His chest rising and falling in anticipation. I lifted myself onto him one hand on his chest the other around his member guiding it into my entrance. His hand still cupped the back of my neck and his eyes never left mine. Lips centimeters apart, sharing the same breathe as we passed it back between one another. As he entered me, a moan escaped my lips. I lowered myself onto him taking him in. He was delicious and filled me the way i needed to be filled. I moved up and down and our lips collided again. His chest rumbled with low moans. 

         Then the door to the library opened, I thought I had locked it. Nope I didn’t that’s how Dom got in to begin with. Suddenly a red haired girl burst into the room drunk and yelling Dom’s name looking around until she spotted us on the couch and her face contorted into an awful mad, sour look. She was pissed and maybe sad but more pissed off then anything.

    “What the f**k Dom!”she screamed. 

     “Get the f**k out Ashley!” he said back to her and waved his hand dismissively at her. Like she was an annoyance to him. His eyes never leaving mine. He was still inside of me while she stared with wide eyes. 

    “Get the f**k out? I came here with you what do you mean get out? Your my man!” she said.  “Who the f**k is this anyway and why are you naked and on him? Ohhh helllll noooo!” she said as she ran over to us. He lifted me off of him and jumped up. Pinning her to the other couch opposite of us.

    “You were a f**k and no more. You knew that! Do not act surprised that I don’t want you anymore. You knew the terms and conditions of this when we started!” he released her and she was getting up. 

     I had managed to get up and put on my sweatpants and shirt I borrowed form Nathan this was the perfect get away. I was angry too. I know I don’t know this man but something in me felt like I can trust him. A mafia king, a ruthless man, a man I did not know of other then his face and his title, yet he was inside of me and I felt as if I had known him for eternities. 

       As he had her pinned down, I snuck out the door. 

      “What the f**k?” He screamed. 

       “Looks like you didn’t snatch her up like you he hoped. Karmas a b***h!” Ashley yelled at him through angry tears. 

        “Do not make me shoot you!” He screamed back at her. 

      I heard the rustling  of him frantically putting his clothes back on. I made my way through the crowd and to my car. I turned the key over in the engine and left. Looking back in my rear view mirror to catch a glimpse of his 6’5, shirtless, tattooed body barreling through the doorway of the frat house onto the front porch. If I didn’t know any better I would say he had a smirk on his face. That can’t be true I’m a nobody.