Lisa's P.O. V.
I watched Davis hungrily. I was horny as hell, and I wanted him desperately. It felt like I had a craving that only he could satisfy. I ran my hand over those large muscular arms of his, working up towards his face. I pressed my half naked body against him, standing on the tips of my toes. My lips met his in a fervent passion, sucking and licking. My hands held him close, pushing him into me while pulling me into him, simultaneously.
I know this is wrong. I know that I have to marry Chris and that I'll have to bear him a child. The rules to making a baby haven't changed. I will have to sleep with Chris, but all I want is Davis. I want him in me, on me, with me. There's no denying the hunger I have for him deep inside me. I want to pretend that it's not there, to make all this less complicated, but it's impossible. It's ingrained in me, and doesn't want to let go. He's safe, kind, warm, and caring. He's all that I want.
All that I wish for now is Davis.
"Are you sure about this, Lisa? I don't want to take advantage of you." "I'm sure."
It went silent again as his warm lips touched my own. His tongue danced around my mouth, exploring me like it was the first time he had ever done it. Davis' large hands were gentle as they touched me, holding my hips towards him. His fingers wrapped around the string of my thong, pulling on it so that my underwear was pulled tightly against my clit. I felt the dampness between my legs grow in need for him.
Davis picked me up as if I weighed no more than a feather. He carried me out of his daughter's room and down the hall to his gigantic bed. His silk sheets were cold as he laid me on them, making my body burst with goosebumps. He stood, taking his shirt and pants off,
leaving him in his lime green boxer briefs, showing me the buldge that grew between his legs. His warm body pressed against mine again as he propped himself on his elbows over me, driving away the cold that took hold.
"I don't think you know how truly beautiful you are, Lisa," he whispered as he stared straight into my eyes.
His fingers caressed my face, pushing away the hair from my eyes. I blushed at his words, feeling not the least bit beautiful. Davis kissed my stomach where the large black bruise was still visible. He was gentle as he kissed it, as if trying to kiss the wound away. His deep blue eyes locked with mine as he continued to trail kisses up the hills of my breast, pushing my bra aside to expose my pink nipples.
I lost track of time in the pleasure of Davis' mouth against my breasts. He sucked and licked at one while playing with the other with his hand. He would alternate between each one, causing me to moan and soak through my thong. I was so wet that I could feel it leaking onto my thighs. I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankle behind him. My hips swayed as I rubbed myself against his boxers, right over his hardened shaft. I was leaving a wet spot on him as I did, but I was desperate. My center called to be penetrated by him.
"Make me yours, Davis," I whispered right into his ear as I held the back of his neck towards me.
He kissed my neck where his head laid, licking me as his hands slid down my side to the strings of my thong. I wasn't expecting it, but with absolute ease, Davis ripped through the small string. He slid his fingers further down my thighs until they brushed against my dampened core. His finger slid between my vertical lips, teasing me further. I moaned, unable to contain myself any longer.
I felt the need to bite down on something to keep from going mad with lust. I bit Davis' neck without thought, leaving a mark and making him grunt. His eyes flashed and next thing I knew his boxers were flying off, revealing his approximately 8 inch dick.
His dick was a goddamn work of art. It was large, but not intimidating. It was thick but not massively so. The thing looked like it held the promise of great pleasure, and I prayed Davis knew just how to use that beauty between his legs. He grabbed hold of it and lined it with my entrance. The head of his dick pressed against me, slowly inserting itself. He then pulled it out, repeating the process until I begged for him to go deeper.
"Please, Davis," I moaned, "I want it all."
The smirk he gave me as a response only drove my desire for him further. The man was fucking gorgeous. I felt the head of his dick enter me again, and I thought he would pull out, but to my surprise he did not. He pushed all the way in until I could feel his balls press against my ass. My hips bucked beneath him before I swayed over him.
"Fuck, " I yelled in ecstasy. "Deeper!"
I wanted more. I wanted it all and then some. He thrusted deep inside me, brushing against my cervix in a painfully pleasurable way. My fingers dug deeply into his shoulder blades as I held him close. Davis' arms wrapped around me, lifting me up while still staying inside me. He sat on the bed with me straddled over him. His face was buried deep in my bosom as he thrusted in me, holding my hips and making them sway. The feeling of his abs against my clit, with his dick deep inside me, had me going over the edge in no time. I let out a high-pitched moan, holding my breath as I came hard over him.
"Davis!" I yelled out his name in absolute bliss.
He continued to thrust in me, forcing me to ride out the waves of my aftermath. It sent me climbing again in no time as he sucked at my sensitive nipples. He let go of one with a pop as he had been sucking so hard.
"Can I cum inside you, Lisa?" He asked softly, so seductive that it almost made me
orgasm.
I nodded my head lost for words in the pleasure he was bringing me. I was getting close, thinking of him cumming in me. The thought only turned me on more. I felt myself reaching my peak quickly.
"I want to feel you cum deep inside me!" I finally found my voice, making Davis thrust into me faster. "Give it to me."
I reached my second orgasm, milking Davis' dick as I did. I felt his first squirt, followed by his second, third and fourth. Each one sent my orgasm further, forcing me to grip his shoulders tightly. I ended up leaving scratch marks on his back from how tightly I'd held onto him. I kissed him passionately as he stayed inside me. We were both spent, breathing heavily into one another. It was the best sex I'd had in a while. I loved that Davis asked before he came inside me, too. I think it helped turn me on further.
"Jesus, Lisa," he groaned, holding me tightly against him. It was such a loving embrace after a good fuck.
"You're telling me."
"I don't think I can ever let you go back to him."
Davis' words hurt. I didn't want to go back to Chris. If only life were fair. I rested my head on his shoulder, shaking it with a sigh. I don't know how to get away from Chris without hurting Lucas and Liv.
"Stay with me, Lisa. I'll keep you safe," he promised with a determined look on his face.
"It's not me I'm worried about. Do you really want to put Liv in danger? Make her life more complicated?"
I knew he would understand if I reminded him what was at stake. Liv is important to him, much in the same way Lucas is important to me. His eyes clouded as his head dropped slightly.
"Of course, I don't, but I also don't want you around that asshole," he said with a sigh.
"Trust me, I don't want to be around him either."
We sat in silence for a while, letting reality slowly depress us both. He was still inside me, but had grown soft. He laid me back before he pulled out of me and helped clean me off. His hot lips kissed my wound again, trailing tender kisses up to my mouth before he kissed me sweetly. I could feel the desperation he felt. I was feeling it too. He handed me some boxers, and I took them with a laugh. It didn't go unnoticed that he kept my thong, not discarding it in the waste bin.
"It's time to train, Lisa. If I have to send you back to that asshole, then you're going to know how to defend yourself."
I got dressed in Izzy's clothes that Davis had lent me. I wondered what she was like. My mind wondered where her mother was and if I'd ever meet her. What would she think of Davis dating someone so young?
"I'm ready." I nodded with determination in my voice.
I am ready to beat Chris' ass next time he tries to hurt me.