radicalducati So many things you can do to make me happy 2
So many things you can do to make me happy 2
He rubbed his hand against her knuckles, kissing her hands. "You are beautiful, Lena. So beautiful." He said, tracing his hand under her pajamas. She didn't stop him, she looked down at his hand and smiled. He rubbed her belly button and looked into her eyes. "There are so many things you can do to make me feel good, Lena." He pulled her closer and she landed on his lap. "Are you sure about this?" He trailed kisses down her earlobes and she moaned pleasurably.
"Yes, Darian." She answered.
"Good," he moved the chair away from the desk and positioned her in between his legs. He kissed her lips gently.
She took in his full lips and nibbled roughly on them, her body was already squirming in want, she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
Darian kissed her, biting on her lips lazily. He didn't like to rush things when he was with Lena. He loved to take it slow with her, to make her feel good.
He stopped kissing her, his hand found the buttons of her shirt, he undid them all and flung the pajamas on the desk.
Her round perky boobs slipped out in their full glory, he placed a kiss between her cleavage before taking one of her breasts in his mouth, he sucked on the nipple for a while, he let go and took the other nipple, skillfully sucking on it until it became numb.
Lena snaked her arms around his head, throwing her head back as he sucked on her nipples. Ripples of pleasure seeped through her, she felt good, so good she wanted him to go on forever.
"Darian," she moaned.
"Lena," he matched her moans, he pulled his mouth out and kissed her lips, not taking his eyes away from her.
He stopped kissing her and smiled. His hand went to her trousers, he pulled them out.
"Were you preparing for this night?" He asked her. "You don't have any undies on."
"Oh," she blushed. "It was stressful putting on one after you bathed me." She grimaced, "Why did you leave after bathing me?" Her legs were on fire as Darian kneaded her core with his fingers. He wasn't comfortable that she was sitting on his lap, but he went on. "Darian, fuck!" She cried out when his fingers encircled her clitoris, stroking her slit down to the deepest part of her cunt. "Please, ah."
He stopped stroking her, he thrust his fingers deep inside of her, wagging them all over her core. She moaned out, shaking her head and begging him to go faster, but he didn't.
He made sure her body was well relaxed and he moved his fingers into her hole at a pace he felt she could receive him, he didn't want to hurt her.
Lena clamped her legs together but he spread them apart with his hands. Her fluid coated his fingers, and he pulled out of her, licking her creamy juice and looking into her eyes. "You taste good, very nice."
Lena was trembling, she needed him, all of him inside her already.
"Lena," he called, "My phone is ringing, I have to pick up this call please."
She shook her head in declination. Her whole body was on fire, she needed him to finish what he had started with her. She couldn't let him go without satisfying her that night.
"Please, Darian." She begged him.
"Lena," He kissed her cheeks, standing up. "It's from the informant, if I don't pick up the call now, he won't call again and I will miss the chance to know about the people who abducted you. Please, I will make it up to you." He snatched the phone from the desk, placing it on his ear. "Now?" He asked the caller. "I will be with you shortly."
"Darian!" She held him. "You can't leave me in this state." She pointed at herself. She was naked and needy.
"I have to go now," he said to her. "I will see you when I get back in the morning. This is important to the whole of the Dawson family, please understand me." He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her cheeks.
She jerked away from him. "You can go." She permitted.
Darian kissed her forehead and headed towards the door. He halted his steps, veering around to look at her. She was still naked, and her eyes were bleary.
He sighed, "I am sorry, Lena. I want to make you feel good but you do know that this is important too."
"I know it is," she picked her shirt from the desk and donned it. "You can go." She mouthed.
"Hmmm," he scratched his head. "I forgot to tell you this. Some goods are coming into the warehouse overnight, I have to monitor their delivery with Gaius."
"I do understand you. Go, he's waiting for you." She muttered.
"I am sorry," he kissed her again. He picked her trousers from the floor and handed them over to her. "Be good and sleep well, I will see you when I get back."
Although Lena was mad he stopped the fun they were having together, she still wanted to relish in his arms. She blinked her eyes and fell under his arms before he left.
"I will see you when you get back," she tiptoed and kissed his cheeks, moving away from him.
"Be good,"
"I will and you too." Darian smiled, glad she finally understood him. He hugged her for the last time before dashing out of the study room.
Lena sat back on the armchair and burst into tears. She cried because she couldn't even spend time with her husband, she cried because she missed him so much. When the sound of her tears was getting too loud, she stopped and hugged her legs to herself.
She went back to the bedroom afterwards, walking to Darian's closet, she found the compartment where he kept his hoodies, she picked one of them and slipped it on.
It smelled like him and that was the reason she wore it. She climbed the bed, clutching the hoodie tightly. She drifted to sleep with the imagination of Darian by her side.