Loving The Devil - Chapter 43

Brian moved the kiss to the nape of her neck, causing her to become wet with anticipation. She felt his member press against her and how it was growing with every touch. When he touched her, a fire erupted within her. She had never felt so sensual from anything before. She knew this time was different because this time she knew he was hers and she was his. He pushed her down on the couch, continuously kissing her. He stopped kissing her long enough to remove their shirts while remaining pressed up against her with his groin. He began kissing her again and took off her pants and undėrwėȧr. Brian kissed a trail down to her navel and then down to her vȧġɨnȧ. She gasped, loudly mȯȧning while he played with her ċŀɨtȯrɨs using his tongue. She thought to herself that this man really knew what he was doing. She mȯȧnėd louder, pulling on his hair and digging her nails into his back. She knew that if he kept going, she would finish very soon. Brian sensed her pŀėȧsurė about to erupt, so he stopped and stood to undo his belt and to let his pants and undėrwėȧr fall to the floor. His manhood stood erect, and she couldn’t help but want to taste the sweet dew on the tip of it. He saw her ŀɨċkɨnġ her lips. “Go ahead, taste it.” He stated in a sėxy, raspy voice. His voice turned her on even more. She did as she was told but not before making the comment, “Yes, sir.” With a mischievous smile on her face. This was a side of Brian she had never experienced before. But she liked it. She liked it a lot. She lovingly grabbed his ever-growing member in her hand and began to tease the tip with her tongue until Brian let out a deep growl. “Woman open your mouth and drop your hands.” Chloe smiled and complied, doing as she was told. Brian slid his hands into her hair, grabbing a fistful and guiding his throbbing shaft into her mouth; he began to slide his manhood in and out. Moaning, she began to tear up with pŀėȧsurė as his pulsing member kept hitting the back of her throat. The deeper he went, the more tears she shed. She wasn’t used to suċkɨnġ him this way and to take it in so deep was so new to her. Brian pulled her head off his manhood and kissed her furiously. She felt his need for her and was almost at her limit. All she could think about was his large member sliding into her soaking wet vȧġɨnȧ. “Please… Put it in.” She begged. He was hearing her plea, which aroused Brian even more. However, he wanted to tease her just a little longer. “Put what where? You are going to have to say it if you want it.” Chloe gave him a pleading look and spoke. “Please put your throbbing anaconda into my wet hole.” Brian was satisfied with her response and laid her back on the couch. He spread her legs, rubbing her ċŀɨtȯrɨs with his hand. He watched as she mȯȧnėd and arched her back, begging for more. “Ahhh…” Brian slid two fingers into her, playing with her g-spot while using his thumb to play with her ċŀɨtȯrɨs. This triggered a more significant reaction from her. She came into his hand. Pleased with her response, Brian rubbed his member against her ŀȧbɨȧ, teasing her hole and then he shoved his manhood deep into her. Thrusting deep with a steady pace, he watched his angel mȯȧn with pŀėȧsurė.

“Ah, yes, Brian. Harder.” Brian loved it when she yelled his name; it allowed him to know that he was the only thing on her mind at that moment. His movements became swift and steady. Thrusting into her and shoving his whole shaft deep into her as she begged for more. He flipped her over in mid-stroke, his steel-hard Johnson never leaving her warm tunnel, and pulled her luscious hair making her groan with pŀėȧsurė. He sped up his pace and gave her everything he had. Thrusting into her faster and more profound. Building up and intensifying until, finally, both bodies became one as they climaxed in sync, relishing in the glory of their shared pŀėȧsurė.

After they both came, Brian lifted Chloe and carried her to the bathroom. “Hey, what are you up to?” “Well, I know you need to get cleaned up, and I guessed that you wouldn’t be able to stand, so I am carrying you.” He said this with a smile across his chiseled face. Chloe gleamed with satisfaction and nestled into his strong arms, enjoying the fact that she was his to have as he pleased and whenever he delighted. Brian placed her into the bath and ran the water, asking if the temperature was to her liking. After adjusting it a few times, he poured bubbles into the tub so she could relax more. Finally, he kissed her gently on her forehead. “You relax and enjoy yourself while I go and finish up some work.” He gave her a kind smile and walked out. Chloe sat in the tub thanking the heavens that a man like him was sent to her. She enjoyed the pure ecstasy he provided when they were together, and at times like this, she regretted being away from him. He was her drug, and she was addicted.

After about an hour of bathing, she left the bathroom and searched for Brian. She eventually found him sitting at a desk in what could only be the study. When she walked in, he smiled at her. “Did you enjoy the bath?” “Yes, thank you for everything.” She walked up behind his chair and ran her fingers through his hair. “Are you almost done with work?” “No, Ryan sent me a list of clients who are requesting my presence and demanding that I come back immediately. I told him to stall just a while longer. I want to spend more time with my beloved.”

Chloe blushed, hearing his words. She pulled his hair slightly, and a groan escaped his lips. “You keep that up, and we will have to go for round two.” She smiled and tempted him further. She leaned down, kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear. She knew it aroused him, and she wasn’t afraid of the consequences. Brian let out a loud growl and spun around in his chair. Facing her, he buried his face in her ċhėst. Then he gripped her backside with both hands and lifted her to place her onto his ŀȧp. “You have no clue as to the effect that you have on me. If it were my choice, you would be locked up and never allowed to leave the bed.” “Would that be so bad?” She smiled, teasingly at him. He twisted the chair around to face the desk and cleared the desk off, setting her on top. “Looks like the angel didn’t get enough earlier.” A sly smile escaped his lips as he spread her legs and played with her again. She laid back mȯȧning and gripping the edge of the desk.

Once Brian successfully aroused her to his liking, he stood up and bent her over his desk, shoving his throbbing member into her once again. As it slid into her, a loud mȯȧn escaped her lips, and on cue, with each thrust, she grew louder. But Brian wasn’t going to allow her to get off as quickly as he had earlier. He was more aroused now than before. His motions became more intense and rapid. She scrambled to find something to hold onto. If not for the desk being bolted to the floor, it would have moved across the floor with her. In the moment of her third release and him still pounding only one thought crossed her mind. ‘This is what it means to fuċk your brains out.’