Now, Hasty set me up so I’m going to take a hit here.
This would be quick. Her mother needed her, but she could do this. The need superseded all common sense and she had to feel him against her. Inside of her.
She opened her legs, turned so she faced him, and aligned her body with his. Removing her leather riding gloves, she buried her fingers in the hair at his nape. The skin to skin opened a connection between them. Blue knew he could see and feel everything shimmering through her being, she also knew he was using his power to heighten her arousal that much more. His heat marched across her skin like electric fingers, awakening sharp arousal that puckered her nipples.
A pulse started in her clit. It matched the beat of her heart, spreading to encompass her entire pussy until she couldn’t think. Her entire being focused on the ache between her thighs. She writhed against him, her mouth seeking his to express her urgency. He remained still, letting her control the pace of the kiss as she undulated in his lap.
“Spencer.” She was out of control because of him and he hadn’t even moved a muscle. “Please.”
“Eager, Samantha?” His hands circled her waist, pressing her down so the bulge of his cock pumped up into the vee of her thighs.
The way he said her name, that husky whisper that coupled with the rocking of his hips to bring her so close she was ready to bust. She couldn’t think, couldn’t form a single coherent word to express how much she needed him. Her mind took up an obscene chant demanding he take her.
“I know,” he whispered as he held her still and teased her with this parody of sex. “I know exactly what you need, love. That’s why I’m here.”
Blue locked eyes with him seconds before she felt him press into her mind. It was like the erotic drag of his cock breaching her, burrowing deep, stretching her mind so wide she cried out. She felt how much he wanted her on that deep, soul binding manner. He whispered across her mind and she exploded in a wave of contractions, her cunt gripping at air as she clung blindly to him.
“Samantha.” The awe in his voice made her shudder harder. “God, you’re beautiful when you come. I want to bury myself inside you and feel the way you milk my cock.”
The wave of her orgasm still rippled through her, but his words revived her lust. Grasping his head, she pulled until he looked at her. “Then do it.”
Faster than she thought possible, Spencer stripped her from the waist down. With a flip of his wrist, he pulled the engorged length of him from his pants and sheathed himself in the greedy clasp of her pussy. He held her hips and pumped up into her as he held her eyes.
The intimate connection of their bodies linked them fully. They exchanged thoughts, secrets, and understanding as he controlled the pace of their lovemaking. Blue let it happen, because in these moments when they linked she was truly his. Self-confidence, anger, pain at the past all fell away as he held her eyes and gave clarity to her usually frenzied thoughts.
He pulled her into a consuming kiss without losing the rhythm. “Open up, baby. Open up so you can receive.”
Her mind was too fuzzy to comprehend what he meant, but her mind and body both relaxed that much more under the lull of his voice. It whispered things across her mind, pushing until she came again with a shriek. Spencer’s cry was nearly inaudible in her hazy, but his essence filling her warmed every part of her. The moment he crested, the vision hit her hard, holding her suspended at the height of passion.
The vision had Meagan, her mother, locked in a terrible battle with blood all around. A sightless, rotting Raj grappling with her mother seized what little breath remained in Blue’s lungs. Sam lay limp in a corner and a strange fear wrapped around her heart at the sight.
“You have to help her, Samantha,” he whispered into her mouth. “Be there in that moment or you risk losing her.”
“What can I do?”
A secret smile tipped his lips as he smoothed a hand over the curve of her naked bottom. “You’ll know when you get there. I’ve given you a piece of me and it’ll help you.”
She knew he wouldn’t tell her anymore so she didn’t push. Instead she climbed off his lap and fixed her clothing. Her body felt sated, the release infusing her with a strange energy. The odd sensation of power thrilled and frightened her.
He silenced her with a gentle kiss. “It’s to keep you safe. You’ll know what to do, my little warrior.”
Okay Delilah, your turn. I’m a little edgy now and need to go find relief.