CHAPTER 37 - PART 3 – Glinda
“I don’t want to rule Oz!”
The biggest secret that I had been hiding from everyone came barreling out.
“Gregory, you can’t give up your crown, not for me.”
He cupped my face tenderly, “You are just saying that, Lin. And I love you for it.”
“No,” I said firmly, “I’m not. I know that people will think I am crazy, but I have three sisters that all want this. I don’t. I want you. I want to be able to go to sleep wrapped in your arms, and to wake up with you still there. I want to make love to you any damn place I want to, and not worry about my kingdom. Sapphire City feels like home to me because you are there. You cannot change my mind about this.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?” his voice was quiet.
I bit my lip, “I didn’t want you to be ashamed of me. You have always lifted me up when I felt that I wasn’t good enough. I worried that you would think I was a quitter or that maybe my sisters are right, and I am just too flighty.”
Gregory tightened his hold on my body, “Oh, Lin, I wish that you could see yourself through my eyes. I could never be disappointed in you. I only want to support you in your dreams, but I can’t do that if you won’t tell me what they are.”
“You,” I whispered against his lips, “You are my dream.”
Gregory’s eyes darkened, “And you are mine.”
I reached above me to tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling his head down for another kiss. He tasted of sunshine and passion, but most importantly—love. I couldn’t get enough of it.
He groaned as my tongue swept into his mouth tangling with his. I felt emboldened and slid my hands down to his shoulders feeling their strength. From there, I ran my fingertips over his broad back.
His skin tensed with the contact and what had been an exploratory kiss dramatically changed into one of heat and passion.
His hands were everywhere, and my body was singing. He broke contact with my mouth for just a moment to pull his shirt over his head. I gasped at the raw masculinity of him.
He yanked my shirt off, and I unsnapped my bra. My breasts bounced as I pulled the material from my body.
“You have incredible tits,” he groaned squeezing them together and flicked the large areola with the pad of his finger. My nipples began to tighten even further. I felt a distinct pleasure at watching his long-tapered fingers manipulate my body.
His hands left my breasts, and I wanted to cry out, but stopped when he began unbuttoning my pants. In one swoop he pulled them and my panties off. I hissed as the material swept down my body.
He went to the buckle of his jeans and I pushed up on my elbow to watch him.
Gregory actually blushed.
I raised a brow, “What? No dance?”
His blush deepened, “You want a show?”
My eyes sparkled, “Absolutely!”
He turned his back and began to sway his sexy ass hips from side to side. It was almost mesmerizing to watch. Then taking a belt loop at a time, he removed his belt and held it to the side.
“Turn around,” I hooted, “I want more!”
The smirk on his face as he turned, had me in stitches. He loved this as much as I did.
He slid the button from the hole and raised a brow.
I hooted, “Take it all off!”
Gregory’s grin widened, “You are awfully versed in what to say to a stripper.”
I threw my head back with a burst of giggles, “I have never been! I swear it, but I do own a television.”
He shook his head, “I don’t know what I am going to do with this naughty little girl.”
I leaned forward, “More dancing, less talking.”
He shook his head at my foolishness and began to gyrate his hips in my direction. The giggles kept escaping as he wiggled his eyebrows at me. I didn’t know if this was normal for sex, but I was having a blast.
He undid the zipper a little further, and the shameless man was not wearing underwear!
I could see the base of his thick cock and my eyes widened. There was heat in the pit of my belly. Suddenly it didn’t seem as funny anymore. My core clenched as he inched the zipper lower, showing more of his length.
I couldn’t help but gasp when he slipped his jeans over his hips, and that magnificent cock sprang up against his abs.
Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I spread my thighs and beckoned him forward.
Gregory kicked off his remaining clothes and walked to where I was sitting. My hands itched to touch him, but I wasn’t sure if that was okay.
Gently, he picked up my hand and wrapped it around his length. I gasped at the sheer heat that was radiating from it.
“It’s like velvet over steel,” I whispered. Trailing my fingers along his swollen girth, I listened for every hitch in his breathing.
He liked when I rubbed that tiny spot on the back of his cock near the head. A bead a white milky substance appeared, and I automatically leaned over to lick it off.
“Fuck!” Gregory hissed, jutting his hips forward.
“Was that wrong?” I asked timidly.
“So fucking right,” he growled.
He was using those naughty words that I loved. My hand went down to cup his heavy balls, feeling their weight.
Gregory was panting above me, and his hands went to steady himself on my shoulders.
I licked the head again, and he growled, “More.”
I liked having this control over him. Taking the base of his dick in my hands, I licked and sucked at him as if he were my favorite treat and I was starving.
Gregory let loose a string of curses that would make any sailor blush. I took more of him into my mouth. Feeling his heat on my tongue and I tasted every inch of him.
All too soon he was pulling himself free.
“Stop,” he pushed me back onto the bed and kissed me voraciously. I knew that he had to taste himself on my tongue and that only made my pussy wetter.
My legs were already spread so with him lying on top of me, I could feel his length against the inside of my thigh.
I wanted him.
Grabbing his ass, I tried to tug Gregory where I wanted him to be.
He laughed against my lips, “Impatient, love?”
I thrust my hips up and felt his length rub against my clit.
“Ah,” I cried out, my eyes rolling backward.
He leaned on one elbow and took his dick into his hand. Then he stroked my pussy with it. Spreading my juices around and circling my clit until I was a mess of want and need.
Just when I couldn’t stand it a moment longer, he placed it at my entrance.
“Are you sure?”
I knew that neither of us had done this before and that it might be terrible. But I wanted to have this relationship with Gregory. I wanted the world with him.
“Please,” I arched my back trying to bring him closer.
The head slipped inside, and we both moaned at the intense sensation.
Moving slowly, he eased into my pussy. It felt strange and tight.
I wasn’t sure I liked it.
“Can you move or something?” I couldn’t breathe.
“Fuck, Lin, you are so tight. I don’t want to hurt you!”
“Just do it,” I choked out.
Gregory pushed himself forward, breaking that thin piece of skin and filling me to the hilt.
I cried out, feeling the intense burning.
His jaw was gritted tightly as he pulled back and thrust in again.
I take it back. I don’t like sex.
He pulled back again, this time I lifted my knees to try and find a better angle. Anything to ease the tension.
This time his thrust sent a zing of pleasure up my spine.
I lifted my hips and met his thrust.
“Shit,” he moaned as my pussy clenched around him.
That felt good.
I grabbed his ass again, trying to find the right rhythm and once we had it, all of the discomforts washed away.
I felt every ridge and bump of his massive cock as it slammed into me. I squeezed his ass cheeks grinding my pussy against his dick. His movements became disjointed, he was thrusting now for all he was worth, and I hung in there for every last pump of his hips.
My eyes rolled back, and my body contracted as my orgasm washed over me. Gregory called out my name and emptied himself inside of my pulsing core.
It was glorious and messy. I had never imagined that I would be so sweaty or sedated.
It wasn’t until I was nestled underneath his arm with my head on his chest that I realized.
“Gregory, we didn’t use a condom! What if I get pregnant?”
His arms tightened around me, “Then, I hope it is a girl, with your eyes.”
My heart tightened, “I love you,” the whispered words covered us like a blanket.
“I love you, more,” he replied huskily, kissing the top of my head.