Happy Birthday Lainey! Hope you have a fab day and are spoilt rotten.
Tresca
xx
He watches.
He watches when you sleep, the way you twist beneath the sheet as it rides low on your breasts letting the pretty pink tips of you peek out.
He watches when you think he's not looking and you're sliding one, two, three fingers inside yourself with hitched breaths calling his name.
He watches as the sweat beads down your temples right before you hit that moment.
He watches the way the your methodically take him in your mouth, slowly scraping your tongue down his large vein and all the way back up again.
He watches the way your breasts bounce every time he dives inside of you.
He watches the way you bite your lip when you're holding on for him to cum with you so you can let go.
He watches when your head rolls back and your throat vibrates with the scream of pleasure. The pleasure he created.
He laughs.
He laughs when you curl your lips in a pout because he's too tired tonight.
He laughs when you're screaming at him while he's got your wrists pinned above your head and his finger buried deep inside you unable to move.
He laughs when you attempt to roll him on his back because you want to drive. He is a big guy.
He laughs at the look of delight across your face when he surprises you knowing he's going to get lucky that night.
He kisses.
He kisses up the arch of your neck and up your jaw line.
He kisses your lips, they have softness that makes his cock jump.
He kisses your breasts, making sure he scoops the nipple into his mouth to suck. Hard.
He kisses down your belly, stopping to dip into your navel.
He kisses the soft skin of your inner thighs, pausing at the top.
He kisses your centre, letting his tongue swipe out and take the dark heady taste of you.
He kisses your tight hard knot, stopping to tease it relentlessly with his tongue.
He waits.
He waits for you to beg before he'll bury himself deeper into you.
He waits for your body to crumble under his once he feels you clasp hard around his cock.
He waits for you scream his name before he lets himself spill deep inside you.
He waits for that first orgasm to shake your body, making sure the next one rips you in half.
He feels.
He feels the way your body settles against his when you curl into him too exhausted to breathe.
He feels the way your slick walls take him when he plunges in and out.
He feels the way your fingers wrap around his cock before you pump him.
He feels your mouth suction around the head of him as your hair bunches under his hands.
He feels the way your nails dig into his shoulders when he's pounding you.
He feels the softness of your lips as you kiss down his neck.
He feels your bite when he pushes you past your threshold for the second time that night.
The Dark Knight, he's there. Always watching. Always waiting.
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