Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

After what seemed a lifetime, but in actuality was only five minutes, Richie said "goodbye"
to Denise. Choosing to not tell her that Harley was upset over this call. That was always
a mistake he made in past relationships. Sharing too much with Denise. For some
bizarre reason, he couldn't figure out why he felt so protective of this one. Feeling
the need to keep everything private, for only he and Harley to share.

Richie continued to sit there for a few minutes, thinking about what to do to make her
less angry. But he wondered if she was really angry or hurt. Remembering the look in her
eyes when she looked at him, after seeing it was Denise that caused him to walk away
from her. It expressed disappointment and hurt.

Deciding to just let it come to him as he saw fit at the time. Half expecting her to be packing
her things as he walked in but much to his surprise, Harley was laying in bed, covered with
a down filled comforter, with a candle lit next to her bedside.

Walking over to her, peeling off his shirt, then dropping his pants, he heard a slight sniffle.
Telling him she had been crying. There it was. A feeling he hadn't felt for anyone, since
Heather.

Richie immediately dropped to his knee's, beside her. "Tell me what you want." he said soft
and low. Harley rolled over and looked at him on his knees before her. "All of you." she
replied with ease.

Gently, Richie pulled the comforter down, exposing Harley's beautiful body, dressed in a satin
and lace, black teddy. Running his hand down her right leg, he slid her leg off the side to dangle
next to him and licked the inside of her thigh. He licked a trail, until he was kissing her
softness, like a long lost lover. Lingering, loving, swirling his tongue as he deepened the kiss.
Sucking, licking, drinking the juice as it ran freely from her, "Oh God, Baby! You taste so good!"
he whispered.

He began to move faster, adding a finger inside her, as her breath came in gasps. She was
so close, and he was going to feel it with his tongue. Harley spasmed, moaning out his name,
"Richie! Oh baby, yes!"

Richie closed his mouth over her, holding her hips with his hands, drinking from her. It was
amazing and Harley wanted more. Riding the wave of the incredible orgasm she just had,
quietly, she begged him to come up on the bed with her.

Crawling on the bed to her. He crawled up her body, his chin and mouth wet from her honey.
A beautiful, yet seductive smile on his face. As he leaned over her, he took one hand and
wiped down his face. "Damn baby! You are incredible!" he growled.

Both trying like hell to remember the guest in the house. "More!" was all she could get out,
as she grasped at him. He chuckled at her impatience and slowly slid his massive cock
inside her tightness. Her muscles were still clenching from her orgasm, causing him to suck
a breath in quickly, at the sensation, as he entered her. "Ooooh, shit!" he groaned out, as
he struggled to maintain control.

Richie closed his eyes and breathed deeply, this woman could unravel him like no other.
But he needed to give her more, 'All of him', like she had requested. To do that, control
was a must. He sat back on his heels, buried deep inside her, grabbing her hips and pulled
her snug against him.

Pulling her teddy over her head, freeing her breasts, baring her to him. His breathing was
steady but ragged, with his control. Harley could see his heart pounding in his beautiful chest,
and he could see hers fluttering. Richie leaned down to kiss it. He lingered for a moment
at each soft breast, teasing them with his tongue. Making her shiver as his breath and wetness
went over them. Harley was still begging, gripping at his hips and thighs. She needed to feel
him moving.

Slowly at first, he began to move in and out of her, feeling her insides grip him and hold on
as he pulled away. The feeling of pushing back into her, so tight, squeezing his dick like a fist.
Richie lay back down over her. Leaning on one arm as he put his hand down between them
and rubbed around her wetness. Touching both of them, rubbing them together, feeling
the wetness on his fingers. He played with her lips as he slid faster, in and out.

"My sweetheart." he whispered. He stared into Harley's eyes, watching her, as she started to
lose control again. Timing it just right, he leaned on both arms and pounded into her until
his balls were hitting against her. Just as she began to scream out a second orgasm, she grabbed
a pillow to cover her moans.

Richie smiled down at her, watching her gasp for air, her eyes closed. She was beautiful and
amazing.

Harley was spent but she wanted more of him. Just to feel him cum inside her, to OWN him.
It was Richie's turn to lose control and she was going to watch and enjoy. Richie had
other idea's. He was in no hurry. He slid himself almost out of her, till just his thick tip
was inside. Leaning on his elbows, playing with her hair, he touched her face, "Baby, I
love you so much." he whispered, as he kissed her gently and then passionately pushing his
tongue into her mouth. He kissed her like he had her other lips earlier. With wild abandon,
sucking, nipping, and playing.

While his hands strayed all over her body, he whispered sweet words to her. "Your body fits
me perfectly" and "your hair is so soft. The candlelight makes it glow". Richie began to softly
make love to Harley. Gently, staring into her eyes. He pushed in all the way and just as slowly,
pulled back until his head was almost out. His chest rubbed lightly over her breasts, teasing
her nipples, as he moved his body over hers.

The whole time he talked to her. Telling her how she felt to him. He could feel all her muscles
pulling at him, how wet she was for him. On and on, he talked. Harley's hands ran all over
him, into his soft hair, gripping it and pulling. Running her hands along his broad shoulders,
and down his tattooed muscles. Her nails drug along his back. Harley was amazed by watching
his face, the sincerity in his eyes, the love shining out of them. Tears began to fall from the
corners of her eyes.

Suddenly Richie growled out. He had to release himself. Grabbing a handful of her hair and
moving her head to the side, he grazed his teeth along her neck, as he slammed into her, over
and over. Cumming so hard, Richie threw his head back, shouting out “OOOHHH, GOD!” His neck was bare to her, her hands went to it, feeling his muscles there bulge as he came.

Richie had his eyes closed, struggling to suck in air. Tears fell freely from Harley now at this beautiful moment they had shared. Richie leaned over her on his elbows again, his mouth open, chest still heaving. His eyes slowly opened again to look down at her face. He held her face in his palms feeling her tears. He gently kissed them away. "Sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I promise to never
hurt you like that again. Forgive me?" he asked. "I love you but you realize we have to talk
about this more soon." she said, not offering it as a question but more of a demand. "I know and
we will. Just not tonight, please?". Harley knew he just wanted to enjoy the moment they were
in and not spoil it. She agreed to wait.

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