Chasing Paradise (Chasing 3)

“I got to know the real you, the beautiful woman inside, and the flawless, stunning exterior beauty was just an added bonus to the package.” I paused, noting the teary look she was giving me, smiling as she bit her lower lip, trying in earnest not to cry. “And of course, it doesn’t hurt a bit that sex with you is truly phenomenal, that it surpasses anything and anyone I knew before I met you.”

She giggled, smacking me on the arm. “Stop being such a horndog.”

I laughed, kissing her. We were moving forward, thinking about the future. I couldn’t wait until my dreams turned into reality. This massive estate will be filled with laughter, our children playing football in the garden and chaos will reign with dirty socks, muddy shoes, sticky bits everywhere, tantrums and tears.

Yes, I could imagine family was going to be chaotic and I would love every second of it because I would be sharing that life with Sienna.

Of course I didn’t voice out, but one by one, the pieces will fall into place and she will be sharing this dream with me. One day.

~B~

A week later, we were moved in and settled into our new home. I liked coming home to this new home compared to my penthouse because this one felt like it truly was a home for a family.

I was on my way up the stairs when I passed by Freya, asking where Sienna was.

Freya smiled, finger pointing to the left. “She’s in the studio, sir. She’s been in there for over an hour now,” she informed me with a smile.

“Thank you. I’ll go ahead and check on her then.” Loosening up my tie as I strolled towards the studio downstairs, I held my breath when I finally opened the door and saw my woman, dancing with a slow beat of Ciara’s “Body Party” she’d been singing for the last week. Candles lit the studio. The surround sound and surrounding mirrored-walls made everything so sensual—sexual.

Sienna had white sweatpants that rode low on the hips and hugged her nicely shaped buns. A white sports bra that made her br**sts looked smothered and flat, toned stomach that had that beautiful two-contoured deep line on the sides, showing how fit she was.

She danced to the beat, eyes closed, legs apart as her hips moved in slow rhythmic grind while her hands splayed from the sides of her br**sts and skimmed it lower. Her hips then rocked lower before she spun around and did the steps all over again.

Never in my life had I seen a woman that could arouse me like this woman could. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. She was in tune with her body as she moved fluidly in erotic movements. It took awhile to register that Sienna had her eyes open, watching me in the mirror.

A sharp quick gasp came from me when she spun around and directly faced me, slowly dancing for me. FUCK. ME. LEFT. AND. RIGHT. HEAVEN AND HELL. I almost came in my pants when I saw her bite her bottom lip, left hand went through her hair as she sexily moved it to the side, looking more sultry than any woman had a right to. She then smiled at me; a knowledgeable smile that said she knew the effect she had on my body.

My throat was dry, but I couldn’t utter a mere word, nor could I move an inch because my c**k was about to explode and a stead, tiny flow of my essence was starting to seep out of my puny slit.

I should’ve known that the witch barely started in teasing me. She took hold of a nearby chair, smiled at me, hips swaying and forefinger waving at me to come and sit, enjoy the front row private show I was getting.

When she saw I was not sure if I should go over there or not, she shook her head. “Get your sexy, tight arse on this chair, Knightly!”

Bloody hell. Straining my tie as I pulled it from side to side, I started to get a move on. I barely raised a brow at her when she simply pushed me down to sit. My eyes flickered at the mirror right before me, noting the blatant hardness of my shaft in my pants. My attention quickly darted back to the woman who was behind me before she held my shoulders, gently skimming them up and down in seductive strokes as the same song repeated again.

“Take your c**k out, baby, and stroke it,” Sienna rasped against my ear, making my hairs stand out and my toes seriously curl. I was past turned on when she spoke again, bringing me to heel, knowing I was never going to stop loving this woman. “Watch me. Feel my moves. Connect with me. Feel how I badly want you.”

If I weren’t so turned on, I would’ve held back from stroking my shaft right this instant, but I needed some sort of release and freeing it would help a great deal. When it was released from its closed confines, the tip glistened with moisture. Stroking it, my gaze followed the enchantress.

Sienna slowly took off her tiny sports bra, exposing those creamy orbs I idolized like no other. Licking her lips, she parted her legs, slowly rocking as she dipped low, almost to the ground and placed her hand against her mound, rubbing it, gradually, eyes not leaving mine. She then placed her hands on the sides of her br**sts, pushing them together before she placed her back against my chest, straddling me, eyes meeting in the mirror. She gave me a seductive smile and then she closed her eyes, pushed her head against my shoulder then grinded and rocked on top of me, c**k nestled in between her clothed ass cheeks as she moved purposely.

If she didn’t stop now, I was going to come all over her luscious ass. Like she knew what was going on inside my head, she stopped and swung her legs in the middle, in between mine as she started her hypnotizing moves. I groaned out loud when she started peeling her sweat pants off.

My hand immediately sought my strangled cock, jerking it with gusto as I watched her slowly move apart with no scrap of clothing. The candlelight gave her body a sultry, exotic glow. And those eyes, mind you, were truly exquisite.

Sienna leaned over, taking my tie off before she hung it on around her neck, hands tugging both ends as looked at me with hooded eyes and dipped lower again, legs splayed open, exposing to me her glorious cunt. Holy blasted hell! This was my woman! MINE. MINE. MINE. She was f**king perfect.

She gave me a teasing smile before she got on her knees and crawled towards the mirror, the one facing us, giving me a great view of her behind and her glistening folds. She stood up and leaned against the mirror, legs slightly apart and moved her body in an erotic wave, one hand gliding slowly across her br**sts and then dipping it low between her legs, slowly touching herself.

Kill me now. “Sienna,” I rasped out, desperate.

My eyes jumped out of their sockets when she circled the tie a couple time around her knuckle, before she placed the luckiest tie in between her legs. Her other hand took hold of the other end of the tie before she swung her hips back and forth, rubbing it against her folds. I swallowed, all breath leaving me as I lusted after the sight of my life. “I need to soak my c**k inside you, per favore. I’m dying, mi amore.”