116 Tentacles of love (2/2)
Russ pulled back and gave her a mischievous grin. ”Is that so? Then maybe we should practice a bit now.” He kissed her shoulder as he gently thrust against her.
She tented his brows. ”What? You mean...” She searched his eyes, her cheeks heated with embarrassment.
He laughed as his devilish grin widened. ”Yes, that's exactly what I mean. It worked well enough last night.” He emphasized the words 'last night' with deep, forceful thrusts of his hips. ”He leaned down hovering his lips teasingly over hers. ”I mean what man wouldn't want a woman who could play with his balls while still clinging to his waist and neck all at the same time?” He winked as he gave her a playful peck. His voice deepened as she continued to tease her lips and thrust his hips slowly in a torturous rhythm that left her breathless and wanting more. ”I only wish I could touch more of you.” He leaned all of his weight onto one arm as he slid his other hand over she soft tangled hair, moving down her slender neck and across her sharp collar bone, pausing to trace the outline of her areola until her nipple pebbled under his teasing, then he slid his hand down the length of her slender waist and narrow hip, until finally he'd reach his destination. He grinned as he sucked her lower lip into his mouth and bit down playfully as he dug his fingers into her firm ass and jerked it upward to meet his more powerful thrusts. He kept a slow pace as he continued to slam down into her as he used his grip to pull her roughly up to meet each stroke.
Jos sunk her nails into the back of his upper arms as she struggled to pull him closer. She tightened her legs around his waist and tried speeding up his movements, but he held her firm continuing the relentless strokes. ”Russ, please.” She begged.
He simply smiled down at her, taking pleasure in her undoing. ”If you want more shift.”
She squeezed her eyes tightly closed and her mouth fell open in a low throaty moan. ”I... I... ahh...” She gripped his arms tighter as she concentrated on her body and shifting only enough give him what he asked for. She could feel her skin change ever so slightly and knew without looking that it would now have a nearly blue appearance. She bit her lip against the pleasure he was creating inside her body as she forced first one tentacle then three others out. They wasted no time finding various areas of his body to carless and grope of their owe will. Once she felt full control return she slid her hands over his bulging triceps and around his neck pulling him down for a deep kiss. She could feel the pleased curve of his lips as they moved against his.
”You feel amazing.” He whispered huskily against her ear as he quickly shifted their positions and flipped her astride him. ”But now I want to see you, all of you.” He ran one hand over her stomach cupping a breast as he moved upward and urged her hips into movement with his other hand.
His eyes burned into her as she set a steady pace and her tentacles began to freely roam his body. She tilted her head in fascination. She let a tentacle wrap around the wrist that caressed her breast. Her intense white eyes holding his. ”This doesn't bother you? at all?” She asked.
Russ grinned widely up at her. ”You riding me? Never.”
She narrowed her strange eyes. ”You know that's not what I mean.” She let another tentacle suction across his chest then pulled them off leaving behind the discoloration of faint bruising marred his perfect skin.
Russ moaned as the last of the cups pulled loose. He released her body and pushed himself up into a sitting position with her still straddling his lap. He gripped the back of her head and brought his mouth down on hers hungrily. ”Quite the opposite, Love.” He gravelly voice tickled her lips as he held her face close to his and began working his hips below her. ”It gives me extreme pleasure seeing you like this, having you mark my body,” He brushed his lips across the scar of the mark he had left on her shoulder the very first night they'd made love. ”I love the fact you trust me enough to be with me in this form.” He pressed her upwards with his hips until her breast was level with his mouth. He sucked one hard nipple into his mouth and pulled the hard bud with his teeth, using just enough pressure with the bite to cause pleasurable pain to course through her body.
She tossed her head back as she met his upward thrusts with an eager rotation of her hips. She gripped his shoulders as she rode him harder, her body rapidly sliding over the edge of building passion and into the tingling pulse of the orgasmic obis that only his brand of love could carry her. She yelled out his name as her body began to go rigid and tighten around his.
Russ Quickly flipped her onto her back coming down into the thick mattress atop her never withdrawing from her trembling center. ”Yes, baby, just like that.” He encouraged her as he felt the prick of a barbed pad scrape across his back. He covered her mouth in hungry need as he drove harder and faster into her, swallowing her panted moans. ”Yes, Jos... Harder baby.” He growled against her mouth as the sharp barbs caught in the flesh of his back. ”Haaa, just like that.” He pumped his release deeply into her. He felt her legs tighten around his was and the barbs sink into his back as her walls clinched down around him. ”I love you.” He panted hoarsely as he wrapped his arms around her slender shoulders. ”I love you so much...” His hot breath caressed her ear he held her tight and rolled off top her pulling her onto his chest as he rolled.
Jos panted breathlessly as she struggled against the fatigue to retract her tentacles. Her heart raced and her tamp hair stuck to her forehead. ”I... I... didn't hurt you, did I?” Her words came out in puffed pants.
He smiled down at her as he brushed her damp hair out of her face. ”No baby, you were perfect.” He let his head fall against the pillows as he fought to calm his own breathing and pounding heart.