Is that too much to ask for?
This is a ramble. Feel free to skip this chapter if you want but I want to do something a little different. Something unlike myself and bold. I don't know what to call this except a detailed fantasy but none the less I hope at least one of you likes it.
Part one (long distance)
Missing him would be an understatement at this point. The nights grow long and cold without him beside me but the day has finally come. I land in less than an hour and I can't contain the excitement within myself right now. It's been months since I last saw him in front of me and I am going to drink in every bit of him while I'm here.
Arriving at the terminal I quickly make my way to baggage claim and shortly after head outside with luggage in tow. Looking through the row of cars lined up I finally see him. He's already speed walking towards me arms stretched out and grinning ear to ear through his mask. Without hesitation I pick up the pace almost running to him, midway dropping my bags and throwing myself into his arms.
He smells so good. So familiar and so mine. Pulling down my mask h'd rub his thumb along my lips before pulling down his own mask and kiss me deeply. The kiss would have so much intent behind it, rough and tender all at the same time a telling sign of what's to come. He'd cover my face with kisses as I cry about missing him so much and grip onto his coat as if he would disappear once I let him go.
Grabbing my trembling hands he tell me how much he missed me and I would sigh in relief that he felt the same. After a few moments of being absolutely stuck to one another we would go to our reservation because of course he already made one for us. We'd eat and laugh and dote on each other until we had our fill both of food and being love birds and he'd take me home.
There would be no more talking from the moment we stepped through the door unless it was begging or praising. He'd press me against the wall and kiss me deeply, panting while peeling off his jacket and kicking off his shoes. I'd let him take a minute to take off my own layers until I'm in just my dress and lace panties. Dropping to his knees he would slowly hike my dress up kissing the exposed skin along the way and rubbing at my inked skin.
I'd purr at the feeling of his mouth on my skin and ask for more. He'd make me wait and I'd love it, every second of teasing make me ache more and more for him. Once he has kissed his way up to the thin fabric he slowly slide them down my legs to reveal his own form of desert. my head would fall against the wall as he groaned about how much he missed my pussy, how it tastes, how it looks, and how it feels when I cum for him. On him. I love that shit and I'd want more.
Dragging his lips along my curves he'd look up at me with wild eyes before quickly getting up and pulling me to the bathroom. He knows how I feel about this kind of thing and would quickly start the shower for us and getting into it even faster. I'd see how hard he was while washing myself and wouldn't be able to resist it quickly cleaning up before reaching out for him, my hand would wrap around his dick giving him slow strokes while looking him right in the eyes.
Backing him into the shower wall id get onto my knees and slowly lick him from base to tip letting him feel the ball of my tongue ring against him. He'd shutter from the feeling, fuck how I know he would and then he would grab my face and tell me that I know how he likes it. Smiling to him I'd nod and take him in my mouth starting off softly then sucking a bit more of him a little harder.
My own hands would guide his to my head as I silently beg him to fuck my face and he'd have no arguments about it. (WHEW CHILE I NEED HELP... ANYWAY!) It would be slow at first, him letting me get use to it and then he be thrusting into my mouth begging me to take all of him like the good girl I am. My hands would be busy touching my breasts and rubbing myself at the pace he sets above and he would groan and moan my name in response to seeing me like this.
I'd push myself onto him forcing his dick into my throat and once its there i'd rub the bulge to let him know how deep I could feel him. I bet he would melt... He'd pull me from him and I'd gasp for air before grabbing him and stroking him at just the right pace. Sticking out my tongue id slide the tip around the flat of it in circles occasionally taking him back into my mouth completely.
It doesn't take long before he wouldn't be able to hold it in anymore and he'd pull me up to my feet and pin me where he stood. I'd flinch as he slide his fingers across my clit slowly rubbing circles on it and kissing my neck. His mouth would move down to my chest and he'd admire my piercings with kisses before sucking at one of my nipples.
My hands would be all over him as he made his way back down between my legs. I'd move his wet hair from his face as he takes the first taste of me to get a better look. He knows how I like it and he would be sure to do it properly. There would be a ring to his voice as he told me how good I tasted while sucking gently at my clit. After a while I'd be trembling from how close I was but he wouldn't let me cum.
If I was going to cum for him he wanted it to be from his dick and I love the sound of that. The ache between my legs would be agony at this point and he could feel it. Coming up he'd lift my leg up and press himself into me rubbing the head against my pussy coating it nicely. I would plead with him through gritted teeth to put it in and he would. But only after he has me right back on the edge of oblivion.
When he'd finally push into me my breath would hitch and my body would jolt from the feeling. Bottoming out I'd be so fucking full and so happy to have him inside me all the while he'd be tense and huffing about how good I feel and how wet I am just for him. Just like with my face it would start off slow but deep and as soon as I am use to the stretch he'd start to drill into me, pushing the moans out of the deepest parts of me.
The way he'd fuck me would show me how much he missed me, setting a brutal pace but he'd know me enough to know I could take it. After a bit of it he'd turn me over and press my hands against the wall forcing my back to arch for him before sliding back into me. The grip he'd have on me would be sure to leave marks later and the though alone made me drip with want.
I'd be good for him and take every thrust like a champ and when I cum he wouldn't stop, he keep pounding into me until he's spilling his seed on my slick skin. His mouth would leave kisses all over as he washed me up again before taking me to bed finally.
While there he would make me forget my own name in missionary as he fucked me into the mattress like the slut I am for him. He'd wrap his hands around my throat as I came for him and coach me through the overwhelming orgasm. Kissing me and nipping at my skin he would flip me over on my knees and press my face into the blanket before pushing himself back into me.
Although he's in control he's be just as much of a mess as me am, whimpering and begging me to take it. To take him. My eyes would roll to the back of my head as the sound of my wetness and skin slapping surrounded me. I'd be so close to cumming again but beg him to get on top, and he would gladly let me.
Lining him up with me I'd slowly slide down on him taking it all the way home. Twirling my hips and grinding down on him id eat up the way he groaned and gripped me. I'd ask him if he wants it just like that and he'd nod before sitting up and sucking at me wherever he pleased.
I would feel him get close to cumming letting him grab me and slam me on to him over and over again until he's cumming, cumming so deep inside me and the feeling of him cumming would send me right over the edge as well. Clenching and shivering on him as my body tenses up all over "you did so good for me baby" he'd say and I'd smile breathlessly at him before kissing him.
He make me cum over and over again as he shows me who I belong to all night long, filling me to the brim with his love and adoration. After we have had our fill  of one another he'd clean me up and kiss me from head to toe, turning back into my ray of sunshine as he holds me tight till I close my eyes and drift away.
Is that too much to ask for?












