EVAN SEVILLE
"Amelia.. Ngh.. Fuck.."
My hips bucked in, following her rhythm as I held her hair, fucking her small mouth. Her warm tongue swirling around my dick, making me want to fuck her mouth non-stop. My body tensed up— So close to cumming.
I could feel my dick wanting to release.
Before I could cum, I pulled myself out of her small mouth and came on her face instead. My breath hitched when I looked at her innocent face, she was a mess. A beautiful mess. I breathed in and out, staring at her while she stared back at me.
She was Godly beautiful.
Her hair may be a mess, her face may be covered in my cum, but she was beautiful to me, regardless. She was my beautiful angel. I snapped out of my thoughts, "stay here." I said softly, adjusting my boxers as I got up from our bed.
I went to bathroom to get a towel and wet it. Then I came out and walked to her, she was already sitting at the edge of our bed. I kneeled in front of her, wiping her face with the wet towel.
"Don't.. do it again, yeah?" I looked at the small cut from the left corner of her lip. It sure did hurt, because I knew how big I was and her mouth was literally small. Only an ice cream stick would fit there.
She shook her head gently, her face suddenly flushing red, "I.. wanted to do it again next time.. It— It felt good.." Her eyes looked into mine before darting side ways then mine.
I blushed, turning away.
God, this woman..
"S— Sure.. If that's okay with you.. But do let me know if you're having a hard time. Do you understand, darlin'?" She nodded at my words.
I put away the wet towel on our night stand, grabbed a brush for her hair and started brushing her hair as I went behind her. After I was done we laid back down in our bed, just cuddling and enjoying each other's warmth.
We were enjoying each other's silence as we both stared at the moon outside our balcony when Amelia asked suddenly, "can we explore other things?.."
"What do you mean by exploring other things, sweetheart?" I asked, my finger going circling motions on her stomach. I could see her ears turning red from behind, "you know.. sexual things.." Her voice barely audible.
I processed what she said before letting a small chuckle, she turned around with a playful glare with her face red as a tomato, "that's not funny!"
This time I laughed at her reaction— She was too adorable for her own good. I pinched her cheek after my laugh died down, then caressed it with my palm, running my thumb on her soft cheek bone, "sure thing, I don't mind.. We'll explore, but we'll need a safeword for that."
"Right.." She thought for a moment then looked up at me with those innocent eyes, "what's a safe word?"
I let out a soft scoff, "let's talk about this tomorrow, yeah?" I pinched her nose, she whimpered, "you need sleep and you have work tomorrow." She huffed lightly but listened.
I kissed her forehead, she leaned on it like a cat. I pulled her close to me, hugging her close, as if I was scared she would disappear one day.
The next few weeks, we explored sexual things together— Rose was our safeword— We found out what we like, but mostly, I found out more about Amelia.
She loves spanking.
"You feel so good, Amelia.." I moaned against her ear, thrusting into her real good while she whimpered and moaned out my name. I pulled back and thrusted into her hard. I suddenly had an idea and didn't think twice as my palm met her skin, making her yelp.
My eyes widened when I felt her tightened around my dick, then squirting. I raised my brows in amusement, she slowly turned her head behind, looking at me with those lustful eyes.
I smirked, looks like I found her weakness..
Not only spanking she loved. She also loved being choked, if I recall, I did choked her before but from behind only. She didn't noticed it before but when we did try again, god she wrapped me in her warmth tightly. I remembered her crying out for me..
"Evan!.. " She gasped, her nails digging into my arm as I gripped her neck, ramming into her hard and deep. I stared at her like a primal animal, hungry for its mate.
Her legs wrapped around my waist tightly, pulling me deeper as she moaned and whimpered. Her wet pussy clamping me tightly— It felt like my dick was going to be cut off— it made me came with a curse.
To be honest, I was starting to think that I was discovering her kinks instead of exploring— Either way— and I was having fun, so did she. There was also this other thing she really liked and that was having her hair pulled back while I thrusted into her.
I watched her back as I ruined her insides, bottoming her out for good as I slammed myself deeper and harder into her. I stared at the marks on her back, my hand prints on her ass.
I smirked, she was mine.
Without thinking, I grabbed a fist of her hair, pulled her back. Her back flushed against my hard chest with my lips brushing against her ear, biting it down gently. She whimpered and tightened around me, making me grunt, the moment I pulled her hair.
I was discovering a lot of her other sides, I was glad and happy that she suggested the idea of exploring sexual things with her— not only that, but finding out what she preferred, what she wanted, what she loved, where she was more comfortable off.
There was more to explore, as of now, that was what I discovered. As for me, I found out that I loved to ruin her in missionary— I could see her crumble beneath me, I could feel her nails digging behind my back, an easy access to her breasts, which was her greatest assets, for me.
Choking her also became my favorite.
In those explores we made, we also talked about different things other than those desires. One of the topics that she avoided was children, I brought that topic again because I recalled her saying that maybe someday, she would give me a child, but I guess she changed her mind.
When I brought that up, she made it clear that she didn't mean to say that and that she was brought by an emotion. It hurt me to be honest, I knew it wasn't the only reason. But I hoped that maybe someday she would changed her mind.
It wasn't that I just wanted a child with her— I wanted to be a father, a provider, a protector, a safe place for both of them. I wanted to build a future with her.
I have also tried to pursue her with it, tried my best to talk to her about it. But she was just avoiding or changing the topics a few times already. I stopped bugging her about it, losing hope..
Yet I was waiting on a miracle..