Chapter 89: Chapter 89 My queen *ALORA* “What? He finally confessed his feelings for you?!” And that was Joan. I had met up with her at a restaurant the following day to tell her about what happened. “What do you mean finally?” “C’mon, girl, did you really not notice that he was in love with you? It was pretty obvious. The way he looks at you, like you’re his whole world.” My cheeks heated up. “Really? He looks at me like that?” “Of course.” I sighed. “It’s just...For the longest, I’ve been scared of falling in love, I’ve been scared of getting hurt. So I still have doubts about trusting him with my heart.” “I know. But I also know you feel something for him too. So instead of worrying about the unknown. Why don’t you go for it? Who knows? You might not get hurt.” **************** That night, I walked into Caden’s study. It was past 10; pm and I suddenly didn’t feel like sleeping alone anymore. “Are you coming to bed?” I asked. He looked up from his laptop and smiled at me. “I am. I’m almost done with this. Come here.” I shyly walked in. Since he told me he loves me, I had been feeling like a princess, his princess. I sat on his laps, straddling him, he gently stroke his back as he continued to work. “Do I have an answer now?” He asked. I laughed and rubbed myself against him. “You can try convincing me more.” He growled pushed his chair a bit from the table, pulling me back, he kissed me, deeply on the mouth. Oh God. I went limp in his arms as he kissed me. His hands clutched my ass and pulled me against him. I could feel his hardness against me, that thickness was getting harder and harder. “I’m not convinced yet, Mr Ford.” I moaned as he pulled on the hair at the nape of my neck, exposing my skin to his kisses. “I want you for life.” He murmured as he kissed down my neck to the ‘V’ of my low-cut camisole. “I want you to be the only woman taking my cock for the rest of my life.” He teased. “And I know you want me to the only man filling you with cum.” As he spoke, he grabbed me from under my legs and hoisted me into the air. I stifled a moan as he was turning me on, ferociously. He swept away the files on the table with one hand and gently laid me down on the desk, like I might break. Then he took my legs and straightened them up against his body, so that my heels were next to his ears. “You want me for life, don’t you?” I panted. His fingers were so skilled, I barely realized that my panties were sliding off as he said those words. “You want me to always kiss down your legs...” He started kissing the backs of my calves, the back of my knees, my thighs. “And always taste you...” Suddenly, his tongue was between my legs. He started close to my ass, at the very back of my pussy, and lightly licked all the way up to the top. Then he went back down, his tongue probing deeper, separating my pussy lips, sinking inside me. I had to try really hard to keep from screaming. He started licking and sucking, first my lips, then moving up to my clit. He ran the tip of his tongue around it, wetly, coaxing me, teasing me. He started to suck lightly on my clit, pulling it gently inside his mouth as he used his tongue to massage me, tickle me, lick me all over. I was moaning, senselessly “Ahh.” I gasped feeling his finger inside of me. He slid it between my pussy lips, delicately stroking inside me as his tongue returned to licking me. He was pressing gently in all the right places, and then, not so gently. The pad of his finger rubbed wetly back and forth over my g-spot as his tongue swirled over my clit. I was coming. I couldn’t help myself. I scream as I came. I couldn’t contain the waves of pleasure that were pulsating through my body, my legs, my arms. My whole body trembled and bucked, and then finally quieted down as my contractions subsided. He waited until my orgasm was done. He was so in tune with what I wanted and what I was feeling. It was unreal. He picked me up off the desk like a ragdoll. I loved this feeling, his arms were so strong around me after he had just gone down on me, after he had just given me a mind-blowing orgasm. But he was definitely not finished with me yet. He sat down on his plush leather chair and arranged me effortlessly so that I was straddling him. I could feel his cock pressing hard through the material of his pants against me. He started to unzip his fly. “Wait.” I said. He stopped and looked at me. “I want to do it.” I whispered. I wanted to explore his body. Even if I had already seen him before, all of him. It still felt exciting to see his body again. I unbuttoned his shirt. God. I couldn’t get used to how gorgeous he was, couldn’t get used to seeing his incredible chest, pronounced muscles, washboard abs. This man, was all mine. I wanted to touched his biceps that were straining against his sleeves but Caden seemed impatient. So I let my fingers trail lightly down his massive pecs, through the scattering of hair on his chest, I touched his hard, small nipples, then moved down his abs, which felt like they were caved out of wood under the skin. He grunted as I unbuckled his belt, unzipped him and reached in to free his cock. He was so mouthwatering as usual. I took him in my hand. Just touching him made me even wetter, even if he had just gone down on me. He seemed to be unbearably aroused as well because he groaned, loudly and threw his head back. I softly stroked him, up and down, pausing to tickle his balls then moving back up his shaft. He spasmed a few times, slowly, and a tiny clear bead of pre-cum welled from the slit of his head. I bit my lower lip, wanting to taste it so bad. And so I did. I leaned over and placed my mouth on the head of his cock. I licked and sucked on him. He felt so good in my mouth. I wanted more. I moved my lips over the entire head and caressed him with my mouth and tongue. Slowly, moving my head up and down, taking just a small amount of his huge cock in my mouth. I love the feel of his skin, the hard swell of his shaft, the heat, the salty-sweet taste. My pussy was aching to have what my mouth was enjoying. Caden groaned and grasped my hair, lightly forcing me down. Not hard, not enough that I can’t resist, but he was letting me know he wanted more. That he liked it. Suddenly, he lifted me off his cock. My mouth popped wetly off his head and I looked at him in surprise. I thought he was enjoying what I was doing to him. I realized swiftly that he had other plans. He pulled me back up to straddle him. His left hand cupped my ass, and the right hand was grasping the base of his shaft. He was pushing the crown of his cock against the naked, wet flesh of my pussy. Rubbing the wet head over my clit. I moaned at how amazing that felt. His skin felt so hot and wet against my pussy. I closed my eyes, my mouth hung open, a few moans escaping my throat. Caden grabbed my waist with his left hand and slowly forced me down. “Ahh!” I could feel every bit of his skin as he eased deeply inside me. He was going in so easy, it didn’t matter how big he was, I was so wet and so turned on, I was ready to take every inch of him inside me. I sunk down, then down further, the increasing thickness of his shaft spreading me deliciously wider apart until I couldn’t take anymore but then he eased another inch inside me. All the while, he freed me from my camisole. He was cupping my breasts in his hands, massaging them. Pinching my nipples hard, then letting up, only to roll them between his thumb and forefingers and pinch them again. I was moaning and almost crying with pleasure by the time I finally settled down all the way against the base of his cock. He started moving his hips back and forth, rubbing himself deep inside me, rocking inside me. I was barely able to keep myself upright from the delectable pressure so I grasped his neck with my arms and let my head rest on his shoulder as he continued to move deep inside me. Caden grabbed my waist with both his hands and started to move up and down, as easily as if he was handling a doll. The feeling of being manhandled by him was exquisite, the sensation of his cock coming halfway out of me, and then my body plunging back down on it was pure bliss. I moaned into his neck as my body bounced up and down on his. And then I started to come. The slick wetness of his cock sliding deep inside me, the pressure he was putting on my clit from the inside of my pussy, the way he filled me up all the way, the way he touched me deep inside, all of it added to a mindblowing, rolling orgasm that swell inside me. It raced like fire up and down my spine. I could feel one series of contractions subside, then another batch started up, taking me higher as he pumped harder and deeper into me. God, I was loving this too much. I loved having him inside of me. Just as my orgasm subsided, I felt Caden pull out of me. Suddenly, he stood and set me down on my feet. I gasped when he turned me around and then he made me lay on his desk, on my belly, my legs were hanging off the floor, my heels against barely touching the floor. I felt his hand cupped my ass as he admired my naked butt. I felt so sexy. He parted my legs, grabbed hold of my hips and entered me again. My breathing hitched, he slid himself slowly in and out at first. His fingertips traced the back of my thighs. “Ohh...Ahh!” I whimpered. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back up. The sensation made me tensed and Caden groaned as I tightened around him. I placed my hands on the side of the desk and pushed back so that he would be deep inside me once again. He grabbed my breasts and squeezed them. I reached one arm back and let myself pull on his hair. He kissed my raised arm gently and then took it away. “You don’t have any idea how fucking beautiful you are. How well you fit against me. Do you feel it? Do you feel how perfectly you fit with me, Alora?” He breathed. I nodded. “Words, talk to me, my love.” I was really starting to love hearing that. “My love” “Yes...yes...I feel it.” I couldn’t resist his dominance. I loved when he handled my body like this and I wanted him to claim every inch of my body. The sensation of pain and pleasure brought me to the tipping point. Then he was suddenly faster and harder than before. “Every...time...I...touch...you...it’s...like...writing...poetry...with...my...hands.” Caden choked out, fucking me through each word. I found my hips digging into the edge of his desk. I clenched around him and he grunted, reaching one hand down to find my clit. “Yes...yes...”I moaned. He stroked it, possessively. I came, intensely as his cock seemed to harden even more in release. My whole body shuddered as my orgasm washed over me. “Hmm.” He grunted, filling me up with his cum and then he collapsed against me as we both tried to breathe, properly. After about maybe two minutes, I didn’t really know, he stood up straight and turned me around. I sighed, heavily as he gently ran his fingers through my face, brushing away the loose strands of hair. Then he kissed me, tenderly. I kissed him back as the final waves of my orgasm settled back down into a hum of contented pleasure. “Now, let me go put my queen to sleep.” He said to me, carrying me in his arms. I smiled, happily.