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Chasing Imperfection (Chasing #2) Page 16
Author: Pamela Ann

“I want to feel….touch you Blake—”

“I won’t oblige you with sex Sienna—I’m not going to do that to you.”

She looked lost for a second. Her beautiful face contorted.

“I had sex with Ivanna earlier. I don’t plan on tainting you that way. You’re worth more than that.” My wretched voice matched what I felt, dastardly.

Sienna looked pained as she nodded. She then whispered, “Okay, definitely no sex. But—could you slip your boxers off and kiss me again?”

Hell.

Damn it to hell and back!

I slipped off my underwear and threw it on the floor; I went back to the awaiting beautiful siren who had her swollen lips slightly parted as she hungrily stared at my manhood. As much as I loved for her to get on her knees and suck me dry, I couldn’t do it—not to her. Memories of Ivanna doing the same act slightly snapped my senses back into reality. I really had to harness my raging libido to not have her suck me off, or f**k her.

I badly wanted to position myself above her while we made out—but it was too utterly close and too dangerous. So, I settled back on my old post and kissed her senseless. Cupping her cheek, I obliterated her lips. She hooked her blasted leg again and my c**k sat underneath her hot cunt but thankfully she refrained from grinding. We kissed and I blatantly moaned when she ran her nails over my sensitive nipple. Still kissing, she took her leg off my hips and lifted her ass and slipped off her skimpy shorts.

I groaned in agony. No, Sienna will definitely not make this easy now, will she?

She jumped back into my arms and I grabbed her face—trapped her with my lips. I couldn’t get enough kissing her. This was the very reason why I couldn’t kiss someone else. Kissing is intimately closer to your soul than the mere act of f**king a nameless hot stranger. Sex can be mechanical. But kissing—you’re baring them to your dark, deepest secrets and giving it away freely—no holds barred. The only woman I only wanted to kiss was Sienna. No one else mattered or came close after her.

My thoughts vanished when she hooked that damning leg on my hip again and placed my throbbing c**k under the hotness of her dripping, sweet wet juices. Holy Mother!

Damn that leg, it will most definitely kill me! “Sienna—”

“Shhh—no sex, I know….” She traced the outline of my bottom lip and bit into it.

I hissed in frustration, everything was going rather erratic and I seemed to have lost any brain activity. “You like that don’t you bad boy?” Sienna’s sexy voice rasped at me.

My c**k twitched in response.

“Can I taste you Blake? I want you to unload in my mouth,” she asked, biting her bruised bottom lip.

The image she made me conjure in my head almost made me combust. “No—that’s not part of the deal either.” Was that hollow voice from me?

“Why? Have you been reckless with protection?” her breathing was ragged as she waited for my answer.

“Never—you were the only woman I didn’t use a condom with. But that’s beside the point, Sienna. We shouldn’t—you shouldn’t keep pressing the issue!”

“Fine, just kiss me then like your life depended on it.” I chuckled and obliged to the lady’s request. My hand travelled to her breast and I fondled it with a ferocity that matched my fevered kisses. She panted wildly and rocked her hips. Her wet pu**y slid back and forth on my length and it felt bloody f**king glorious—I wanted to drown in her hot molten heat. But I couldn’t—I must control myself.

My heart pounded wildly as her rocking became intense. She was getting deliriously frenzied and I took my c**k away from her dangerous cunt. Instead, I compromised with inserting my middle finger inside her pu**y. I wanted to insert two fingers but I didn’t know if she was that aroused to take on that much capacity. I knew I made the right choice when I felt her pu**y envelope my finger, oh so tightly. I was dying with jealousy—wanting my c**k buried in her wet tightness instead of my finger. My middle finger rubbed inside her as I gently rolled her on her back.

“—mmmm—Blake—ahh—yes! Just like that…fuck me with your fingers…. just like that…” she panted, arching her back. The picture of her in this state of arousal was a sight to behold.

“You look so beautiful, Sienna.” My raspy voice was thick with need.

With her back arched, I bent over and captured her engorged nipple and bit it. She gasped and rocked her hips harder against my finger. Her hunger for me made me want to lose control. I took my finger out of her pu**y and traced her juices on her lips. Her lips parted and I stuck my finger inside her mouth. Sienna seductively sucked it with gusto. Her long hair looked all disheveled and alluringly sexy. I growled watching her sweet mouth engulf my entire finger and suction it without mercy. The tip of her tongue tickled softly as she sucked.

I hovered over her body and threw a trail of kisses, from her neck down to her navel. My hands spread her legs extensively and positioned my head in between her thighs. I inhaled her aroma, smelling the beautiful fragrance of her sex. I salivated with anticipation. I traced her parted lips with the soft tip of my tongue. Sienna whimpered.

My heart pounded. I’ve craved her body for so long. I’ve gone for weeks on end without having a taste of her. But now that she’s here, I will not deprive myself. I will relish every inch of her.

Taking my time exploring her sweet honeyed pu**y, she became wantonly livid. I indulged her deprived state. Piercing my tongue in and out of her hole and traced it back up to her aching nub. I furiously flicked it with my tongue and inserted a finger inside her—but this time I didn’t plan to stop until she came apart in my mouth. I want her abandoned and unrestrained with blatant unadulterated lust as she begged and moaned my name. I’ve hungered for her sweet nectar every f**king day. I plan to take pleasure in demolishing and ravaging her with my voracious appetite—until she’s undermined and spent from my ministrations.

After giving her back to back orgasms, her body started shaking. Sienna’s depleted shaken body sheened with perspiration.

“Kiss me,” she begged.

My beautiful wanton woman, I thought as I crawled towards her naked spent form against the sheets and greedily sought her lips.

My body pushed against her while she planted her ankles on the back of my hips. I shifted a little on the side so my c**k didn’t accidentally penetrate her. She sucked my tongue until she took all of her essence out of my mouth. I hissed against her lips when she directly placed her pu**y entrance against the tip of my shaft. She rocked her hips back and forth, stroking and rubbing it wonderfully. “Sienna no—don’t! That’s too dangerous.” I grumbled with evident anguish.

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