Jelaous

Spaghetti and meatballs sounded like a fantastic idea for lunch today, so I get to it. I have the kitchen to myself as Elizabeth and Thomas are off on a date as it's one of his rare days off. The party would be later tonight and I figured this would keep us going until then. I'm still wandering exactly who would be hosting this big party, and why it's such a big deal.

Alone in the kitchen, alone in the house I suddenly wander where the girls have gone off to. It's been a while since I've seen Angie anymore after this morning and I've yet to see Raven today. Rolf and River are so lost in their conversation I note, watching them from the window above the sink. It's nice to see my love happy, smiling. It's fulfilling, like nutrition for my soul. My smile stays on my face as I realise an old habit has started to resurface. My hand, stroking my stomach and my ring shining in the sunlight. The three gems.

...

The loud clink of the bottle alerts me to his presence. His large hands wrap around my waist and he is so forward with his caresses. The fire in my belly reignites immediately.
"Is he gone?" I ask, my breathing heavy. I turn off the stove, daring not to look back but feeling his hands all over me yet he's so controlled. He doesn't say anything but I feel him nodding. That's good enough for me so I press back, grinding against him. He groans and nibbles on my neck, releasing the strings of the apron around me. I shrug it off and wrap my hands around his neck, moaning as his tongue licks his way up to cheek before kissing me there. I turn my head slightly, and we kiss. Then I feel it. The short stubble, the unfamiliar shape of lips against mine. My eyes open wide and pull away to see River.
"Oh fuck."

I gasp, opening my eyes and hearing the boiling water spill over the pot. I'm at the kitchen bar, apparently having taken a nap whilst cooking and apparently dreaming about... River. I sit back and wipe the sweat from my face, I was still aroused. I blame that kiss from earlier. No wander I dreamt what I did, that's all it was. That was all.

Looking outside, they're still talking and drinking.

...

Fahmeen's POV:

"Babe, where are the girls? I'm kinda bored."
I join them outside once again, needing a distraction. And it was true, I was indeed bored with the lack of company around the house today.
"They're busy, and speaking of you needed to go too, right?"
Rolf directs the question at River whose face transforms to one of understanding and he quickly says his goodbyes. I'm left confused as Rolf puts his arms around me and walks us towards the house.
"And now it's just the two of us." He smirks, looking ahead.
"But what was that about? What's happening?"

Rolf stops us walking.
"Nothing. Shall we get ready now? Don't want to be late, it's a drive to get there."

The party.

I don't move yet, mulling things over in my head and feeling a little suspicious. Something's going on, I can feel it. And I'm not in on it.
"Come on!" He slaps my ass and presses me forward, so much so that my feet have to move.
"Hmm."

...

I'm looking though the wardrobe, unnecessarily fussing over what to wear. I feel stressed now with all of Rolf's lack of detail with this party.
"Pick a dress. Any one. You'd look beautiful regardless." He shrugs, loosening the towel around his waist. I hear it drop to the floor and immediately look back. Rolf's eyes are already on me and he's casually allowing his eyes to roam my body, covered only with a skimpy towel.

"I didn't miss the way he was watching you. Did you?"
Talk about a change of subject.
His eyes have turned dangerous and he's walking towards me now. I can't look away.
"Were you jealous?"
My breathing is shallow, I hear every exhale loudly in my ears.
"I was."

Once we're chest to chest he kind of cocks his head to side.
"I am."
Harshly, he pulls me by the waist. We couldn't get any closer.
"But he can't have you."
He assaults my lips.
Sucking softly and generously giving me his tongue. I feel his hand cup my jaw and tilt my head so it fits against his better. He's assuming control, and I love it. The ache from earlier returns, but I know he'll leave me satisfied.

"Rolf." I gasp as he leaves my mouth to only start sucking on my neck. He dedicates generous portions of time to each erogenous zone. After the neck, he goes to the tops of my breasts and I was straining against my towel craving his tongue on my nipples. Suddenly he turns me around amidst banging the wardrobe shut. He urges me to lean against it, and then he moves the hair away from my neck and grabs it in his fists as he sucks on the shell of my ear. I have to grip onto the doors to keep steady, my eyes have rolled to the back of my head and I'm finding it hard to control my breathing.

He yanks at my towel and it falls, leaving me naked against him. I start to grind against his cock, desperate to feel it inside me. He lets go of my ear, moaning.
"That's it. Just like that."

My hands go behind me, wrapping around his neck. My nails lightly scraping the skin as I sink into him. His hands cup my breasts, kneading and squeezing them tightly. He's panting in my ear and he returns to his kisses. But he trails them down my spine. To just above my ass, he leaves a wet trail with his tongue and once he reaches my cheeks, he bites a little.
"Fuck, your ass." He mumbles.

"Widen your legs apart for me." He says breathlessly. Then I feel his fingers spread open my pussy, and not long after his tongue licks the length of it. I loudly moan, able to give zero fucks about who can hear us as we're completely alone.

"That's it, moan just like that for me, baby."
"Fuck." One of my hands go behind and grab onto his hair, as he tongue fucks me from behind. I can hear his muffled moans alongside mine. My thighs are desperate to clench tight together, I can feel the building sensation as he hungrily carries on.
"Rolf."
"Go to the bed."

Unable to resist his commands, I pull away from his lips and lie down. His eyes shamelessly watch the movement of my breasts as I do so. And then he leans onto his knees, on the floor. Maintaining our eye contact, he slowly places my legs on either of his shoulders.

"I'm still hungry."

I instantly moan as he returns eating.
"Fuck Rolf, this is-
"Too much?" He sounds muffled again. I pause.
"Not quite."
He can't help but move away to laugh and I giggle, feeling shy as he won't stop staring at me. Rolf shakes his head and attempts to return to his former position.
"Can you just fuck me now, I don't want to be legless at the party." Sighing, I stretch out my body from the feeling of ecstasy but he ignores my request.
"They can wait."

...

We're fucking doggy style, I must admit it is one of my favourite positions. Especially in his room here as there's a floor standing mirror, reflecting us.
"Look at us." He whispers, leaning down to my ear. I meet his eyes in the mirror, my body tired out beneath him as he's been fucking me for a while now.
"Look at how sexy you are." He holds my body up and so I lean on my hands, rhythmically moving backwards and forward because of his thrusting. He kisses where my shoulder meets my neck, one hand wrapping around my throat.
"Mine."
He growls. And then his tempo increases, face more focused.
"All mine."
It's beastly and savage as he fucks me like this. The sound feels incredibly loud of skin slapping against each other, racing to a line of euphoria.

"All yours." I find it necessary to respond to him, my voice coming out in breathless pants. It seemed to be all he needed to pound the climax into me. He's groaning loud and breathing hard. I feel his chest fighting to control himself. As a sweet contrast, he presses soft kisses onto my back, quietly moaning as he does so. And then he falls on top of me, tired out I'm guessing. Tired out definitely, as I hear the snoring not long after.