My body could still vividly recall the pleasure of our intense lovemaking from the night of our wedding, and I had to admit to myself that I was craving for him.
Bradon bent down and began licking my collarbone before he began nibbling softly on it. I moaned as my hips began moving on the bed. Instead of pushing him away, I ran my fingers through his soft blond hair as I moaned his name softly. He licked his way down from my collarbone to the sensitive skin in between my breasts as his hand tugged at the small buttons in front of my dress.
“Ahh...Bradon...” I moaned as I closed my eyes momentarily in bliss when he finally slipped his hand in between the opening in my dress.
His hand finally found my breasts and began groping it a little roughly. I didn’t mind his rough caresses at all. In fact, it felt like exactly what I wanted as I felt my nipples harden into tight and almost painful knots. Brandon readily captured the swollen perk in between his fingertips before pinching it. I cried out at the intense waves of pleasure that exploded from my nipples and flooded my senses. He twirled my hardened nipples between his fingertips faster and rougher until my entire body was writhing from the pleasure. My pussy throbbed with desire, and I could feel myself getting wetter from my need for him.
“I’m sure your body still remembers. I can feel just how much you want it...” he murmured knowingly as his hand moved to caress my waist before dipping even lower.
I couldn’t stop my hips from squirming when his hands moved to cup and caress the side of my hips. The more I moved, the higher the skirt of my dress hiked up my thighs. Bradon pulled the fabric of my skirt up to reveal my thighs before his hand slipped in between them and urged my legs to part.
“Wait...” I whimpered weakly.
“Let’s see how you’re doing down here,” he said mockingly.
As his hot hand stroked up and down my thighs, I felt my legs begin to loosen. When his hand slipped in between my thighs, they easily parted to allow him to pleasure my sensitive flesh. I felt my pussy clenching in a regular rhythm as Bradon’s hand inched up my inner thigh. My core quivered in anticipation of his touch as I moaned louder and louder.
“I knew it, you’re already dripping wet here,” he said with a hint of satisfaction in his voice when his hand finally pressed up against my crotch.
“Please...don’t...touch...Ahh...” I whimpered between my lewd moans.
Bradon’s fingers pressed up against my throbbing pussy opening before he began stroking me through the thin fabric of my panties. It felt so good and made me want him to touch me more. My hips lifted slightly as I ground my pussy against his exploring fingers. As if he could sense my desperate need for more, Bradon’s other hand pushed up my thighs and spread it to the side. I gasped as I felt my legs being spread wide open.
“Let’s see...” he said with clear interest.
“Ahhh...” I whimpered softly before biting down on my lower lip to suppress my moans of pleasure.
Bradon’s fingers carefully peeled away the fabric covering my flooded love hole. A second later, I felt his fingers delve slightly into the wet slit between my legs. My entire body convulsed from the bliss of his touch before I cried out as he stroked his fingertips up and down my pussy lips.
“You’re so naughty, Leya...” he said with mocking disapproval.
I didn’t have anything to say for myself, and even if I did, I could no longer form words because all I could do was moan as my body reacted without reserve to the wild sensations that he was making me feel. My eyes widened as I let out a small cry when I felt his fingers probing my love opening slightly before sinking into my wet depths. His thick and long fingers stretched my opening before penetrating into my flooded love tunnel.
I heard a wet squelching sound as his fingers pressed deeper into me. The pleasure of being filled felt overwhelming and all I could do was cry out his name. There was no point in trying to deny just how much I wanted him to mess up my insides. His fingers slid inside of me smoothly given how slippery and well lubricated I was from all his seductive teasing.
“Moan all you want. There’s no need to hold it in, Leya. Let me hear you moan...” Bradon urged seductively.
It didn’t feel like I had a choice in the matter. All my efforts of trying to stifle my moans and cries of pleasure all went to waste when his fingers began moving inside of me. He slowly pulled his fingers out of me while making sure that I could feel his fingers slowly scraping against my pussy walls. My hips bucked when he screwed his fingers all the way back inside of me in one smooth motion that made me gasp for air.
“Ahh...Please...” I whimpered without knowing whether I wanted him to stop or to give me more.
Regardless of what I wanted, Bradon had no intention of stopping. He thrusted his thick fingers into my love hole repeatedly as the motion of his hand gathered speed. The lewd wet noises of his fingers plunging into my wetness grew embarrassingly loud while my hips rocked against his hand to meet the thrusting motions of his fingers.
“Is it here? The spot that makes you go mad with lust...” he asked as his fingers pressed upwards against my upper pussy wall.
“Ahh!” I cried out before I had to cover my mouth with the back of my hand.
Bradon smirked knowingly at me as my reaction completely gave it all away. The pleasure of his fingers slamming repeatedly against my pleasure spot made my toes curl as lust flooded my mind until I could no longer think of anything but him.
--To be continued...