Master of Lust

Chapter - 152

Rick's grin blazed like a slow-burning fire, perfectly mirroring the hunger in his eyes and the eager pulse of his desire. Amanda couldn't help but catch her breath, a shiver of anticipation coursing through her as she pressed herself against him.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Amanda," Rick murmured between breaths, his words laced with a hunger that matched the rhythm of their bodies. "I can't wait to be deep inside you, to feel every inch of you against me." He lifted a hand to trace the line of her jaw with a knuckle, a tender touch amidst the rising heat.

Amanda's yearning surged to new heights as she moved sensuously atop Rick, a magnetic force pulling them closer. His gaze, sharp and possessive, locked onto her, making it impossible for her to tear her eyes away. It felt like Christmas, and Amanda couldn't wait to get her hands on the prize— Rick's rock hard tool.

With a subtle hint, she tugged on his jacket, and Rick responded with a knowing smile. Fingers skillfully unbuttoned his shirt as he lifted his torso, just enough to take off the jacket and shirt.

Her fingers traced the contours of his chest, teasing his nipples with the gentlest touch as Rick drew in a sudden, deep breath. A soft growl rumbled in his chest, his hands firmly gripping the insides of her thighs, pushing them apart. Amanda increased her pace, almost taking in Rick's cock, but he smacked her ass.

"Stay still, or I might have to make you," he warned, his voice a seductive murmur. Amanda gasped at the promise, a long, low moan escaping her lips. Her hips instinctively lifted, aching for more contact. Rick's hands slid around, cupping her flawless ass, kneading and massaging it.

"Rick, please," she pleaded, her desire palpable. She craved him, needing the connection on a primal level. When Amanda locked eyes with him, his gaze seemed lost, consumed by a passion bordering on obsession.

He pulled Amanda down to cover his body with hers, kissing her wildly. He raided her mouth mercilessly, their arms and legs tangling and writhing, taking in the exquisite pleasure of intimate contact.

Rick hummed softly, savouring every nibble on his lower lip, revelling in the pleasure Amanda willingly bestowed upon him. Her hands traversed the landscape of his torso, a sensual journey over the hills and valleys of his abs and ribs. Even the memory of bruised ribs faded into the background, eclipsed by the soothing balm of her touch.

Amanda delicately pulled away, her eyes locked onto his with an intensity that spoke volumes. Her head bowed slightly, loose tendrils of hair cascading over her shoulders and concealing her breasts. Between the strands, the firm peaks of her nipples made a subtle appearance, teasing Rick's senses.

His gaze lingered, captivated, before his thumb found its way between them, gently exploring her clitoris with a tender touch that heightened the sensual atmosphere.

"Mmmh," A low, throaty moan escaped Amanda's lips as she surrendered to the exquisite pleasure coursing through her. The mere touch of Rick had her falling forward, lost in a world where she couldn't seem to get enough of him. Her hands found support on rigid arms, fingers pressed flat against the armchair just above his head.

With a hunger evident in his actions, Rick seized the opportunity, his lips closing around the tender swell of her breasts. The heat of his mouth engulfed her, and he sucked with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. Amanda, caught in the throes of ecstasy, couldn't help but mewl in response to the pleasure cascading through her.

When she attempted to regain her composure and sit up, he bit down gently, a move that sent waves of delight through her, making her arch back and her pelvis instinctively thrust forward. It was a dance of desire, and Rick knew exactly how to lead.

Rick, usually captivated by the sight of Amanda's reactions, was lost in his own world this time. His eyes were closed, his face a canvas of pure bliss. Rick suspected it was the result of the pain medication flowing through his system, 'Ahhh… It must be Morphine. God bless the nurse.'

"Touch yourself, Amanda, touch your breasts." A hushed murmur floated from Rick's lips, barely audible to Amanda in their close proximity. His voice, strained and raw, beckoned her. If she weren't so close to him, she wouldn't have heard him.

Drawn by the desire to please Rick, Amanda's fingers found their way to her breasts. Cupping them tenderly, she responded to his suppressed groan with a newfound eagerness. Her touch became more deliberate, fingers kneading and squeezing, as she revelled in his appreciation. She kneaded and squeezed and heard Rick's appreciative groan.

It spurred her on, and she ran her hands all over her chest and breasts, pushing them together before she started on her nipples.

Encouraged by Rick's response, she allowed her hands to roam freely, tracing the contours of her chest and pushing her breasts together. As she focused on her nipples, the sensations heightened, causing her to close her eyes involuntarily. However, Rick's growl snapped her back to attention.

"Eyes open, Amanda!" he commanded, his grip on her ass tightening as his thumb entered her. Though her eyelids drooped under the excess stimulation, she kept her gaze fixed on him.

And as if listening to her inner voice, Granting her unspoken wish, Rick shifted his hold, supporting her with one hand on her hip. His erection prodding for attention at her entrance. Her breaths came out in sputters as Rick plunged into her, right to the hilt.

He didn't wait for her to adjust; without hesitation, he began moving, his strokes slow and deliberate, reaching deep within. Amanda moved with him, a rhythmic dance on his lap, meeting every thrust with an eager bounce. His fingers curled into her hair, gently but firmly holding her in place. Rick, consumed by desire, lost himself in the sensations of the moment, savouring the connection with her.

Feeling the urgency, he adjusted his hips, eager to explore every inch of her. Guiding Amanda's hand, he brought it back to her breasts, a silent invitation she eagerly accepted. Her fingers played sensuously with her own flesh, heightening the pleasure for both of them. Rick watched with an appreciative gaze, relishing in the visual feast of her desire. Powered by m_vl_em_p_yr

As Amanda's body began to tremble, Rick reached for her, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. In a commanding yet tender tone, he urged, "Come for me, baby."

Amanda, caught in the moment, surrendered to the pleasure, her grip tightening around him as her nails lightly grazed his sweat-kissed chest. The intimacy between them intensified.

Rick was quick to follow, the tightness consuming him from within, and emptied himself into her depths. He tugged her to him, spreading kisses on her sweaty cheeks and neck. He wrapped her in his arms and rolled them to their sides.

Amanda nuzzled her face in her chest, mewling as he held on to her tighter.

In the sultry embrace of entwined bodies, they reclined, gazing at each other in silent awe after their passionate reunion—satiated and content. A lingering moment unfolded, pregnant with desire, before Amanda's voice broke the hush. Her eyes fixated on Rick's bruises.

"Rick—" she started, but he hushed her with a kiss, drowning her words in the heat.

"Are you—" Amanda attempted again, only to have her words devoured by his lips, eliciting a playful giggle from her..

"I already know what you are gonna ask," he whispered, he kissed her cheek, the corner of her mouth and chin. His lips mapped a tender journey across her face. Rick understood the unspoken love language of Amanda's affection, a language that required no words. His kisses acted as a sweet silencer, reducing the cascade of questions she was about to unleash.

Moving from cheek to mouth, he said, "I don't wanna hear it," his breath warm against her skin.

The tip of her nose felt the brush of his lips, followed by a delicate caress of her eyebrow. "I don't wanna talk about it anymore. I am good now that we are together," he confessed, his words a soothing balm. He continued the sensual trail, planting a kiss on her temple and retracing his path to her waiting mouth, where their kiss deepened

Amanda soon forgot what she was going to ask and just enjoyed the attention Rick showered her with thoroughly.

When Rick was certain that she was completely sated he broke away and brushed the hair off her face. "You hungry?" The question is nothing but innocent. His gaze, on the other hand, is everything but.

Amanda's eyes widened at his seduction. Her limbs were equivalent to jelly, and she wasn't sure how much energy she had left in her before she would pass out right here on the couch.

Meanwhile, Rick's hand roamed up and down her entire chest and torso, starting at the space between her breasts and then moving down, a finger dipping into her navel, and then stopping right below where she was the most sensitive and again back up.

Just like Rick expected, she was rocking to his touch, her eyes closed, tear-stained lashes fluttering against her cheeks.

He leaned closer to her and whispered over her mouth. "Don't know about you, baby, but my hunger for you is insatiable."

"Me too, Rick," she whined, and her eyes flew open as she flung her thigh over his and guided his awaiting erection into her once more. "Only for you, Rick," she moaned, pressing herself against him till he was completely sheathed. "Only you."

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