Chapter 163

Richie and Stacey hardly reached the cottage before his fingers started fumbling with her dress.

“Hold it Sambora…let me get inside the cottage at least!”

“Nobody’s here and shit honey I really can’t hold it anymore.”

Her gazed moved down and rested on Richie’s bulge.

She unlocked the door and Richie slammed it behind them. Picked her up and walked towards the dining room table.

When her butt hit the table her dress was off. Richie was already halfway out of his pants. Stacey took hold of his shirt, ripped it sending the buttons flying.

He moved in between her legs, his hand fondeling her breasts, the bra fell away leaving her breasts exposed to Richie’s onslaught.

He was sucking at her nipples, nipping at the tender skin. Stacey gripped his dark hair, her heart racing.

She felt his hands lifting her ass and felt him tore into her.

“Ooh.. God!”

Richie stilled his eyes on fire. “You ok honey?”

She whimpered against him, a mixture of pleasure and pain washing over her.

As her body adjusted she met his gaze her hips doing the talking.

Richie controlled each stroke, moving in and out… his thrusting driving her crazy.

His fingers cut into her flesh, bruising but Stacey didn’t feel it. She could only feel his shaft moving inside her, sending her over the edge.

The moment she came Richie felt her squeezing him, milking his shaft. Stacy felt him explode into her. A growl escaped from his lips. His body shuddered against hers.

Stacey came back to reality before Richie did. She stroked his sweaty back, held his head against her breasts.

Richie moved away and took her hand leading her towards the bedroom.

He gathered her into his arms, his legs entwined with hers.

They lay like that until Richie heard Stacey’s rhythmic breathing. She had dozed off. Listening to her breathing for a while he drifted off to sleep as well.

Richie woke a few hours later. He was alone on the bed. A splashing in the bathroom made him get up. She was a vision soaking in the bath. Her eyes were closed and her hair pinned on top of her head.

Stacey felt someone watching her and opened her eyes. He was leaning against the frame, staring at her perky breasts peaking out from the bubbles.

“Place for me in there too?”

She scooted over and felt him move in behind her. His hands cupped her breasts, playing with them.

She relaxed into his body, her hands resting on his thighs.

After they bathed each other they got out, drying each other, working themselves into a frenzy.

Stacey took his hand and led him to the bed. Richie sat down on the edge, kissing Stacey’s stomach as she stood against him, his hands cupping her butt cheeks.

She pressed against his shoulders forcing him to lie down.

She started from the top, tracing wet kisses from his earlobes, spending some time nipping at his nipples.

Richie was groaning, his hands moving restlessly against her skin. When her tongue hit his navel Richie gasped, his hands moving into her hair.

Her hand reached for his huge shaft, her thumb playing with his swollen tip.

Richie’s looked at her, his eyes never leaving her face. When her tongue teased his tip, Richie’s hips lifted from the bed.

She took his shaft fully into her mouth, her tongue playing with him. Her teeth grazed his sensitive erection, closing onto him, her hand stroking him rhythmically.

“Stacey baby I’m going to explode…Ohhh shit..it feels damn good.”

His hips started bucking against her, his steel pumping into her mouth. His seed spilled into her mouth. A low growl escaped his lips, his hands gripping her hair.

She crawled onto the bed, moving into his arms. He pulled her closer, his kiss leaving her breathless.