Chapter Twenty-Two

When my foot hits the floor, I open my eyes and return to reality. He is staring into my soul again and his purity wraps me in a big, beautiful embrace. I see his eyes crinkle as he takes my leg off his shoulder and eases it down. They tell me I am the most beautiful angel he has ever seen. I want ... more than anything I have ever wanted before in my life ... I want to be his Good Girl Goddess.

I stand on my own shaky legs. I put my trembling hands on his perfect pecs and push, nudging him off me. Then I turn to face the wall and slide down it to my knees. I arch backward and look at him upside down as I reach out for his hands. He puts them in mine and I lay them on either side of my face. His fingertips slide down to touch my jugular vein and his palms cup my jawbone as I open my mouth wide and invite him to finish what he started. He slides his cock in my mouth. Gently he fucks me, pushing in deep, down my throat and holding it, then withdrawing it to my lips where I lick and purr. As he enters, he strokes my throat and when he withdraws, he massages it. When he is ready to cum, he pulls out and pushes me down. I cup my tits and lift them to him. He grabs his cock and strokes it. I feel the cum as the first pulsating ejaculation hits my tits, then I feel his cock, sliding in and out of them, as he finishes. "Huh, huh, huh...."

His head hits the wall and he props against it, breathing hard, while I sink to the ground, lying flat on my legs, watching him. He steps to the side, then drops to one knee. I reach out for his hands. He gives them to me and I pull them to my lips and kiss them softly, sensuously, deliciously, divinely, firmly, sweetly, gently, heavenly... lovingly.

He sits down, leaning his back on the wall and pulls me to him. Cradling me between his legs, he kisses my hair and I rest my face on his perfect pecs. His semen slides down my tits to my abs. I fall into a peaceful sleep while he plays with my hair.

When I wake, he is snoring peacefully with his arm around me like he is guarding his treasure. I trace my finger down his side and he twitches. I trace it again a little firmer, tickling him, and he jerks. He pulls my hair, lifting my face to his and I laugh up at him.

But as soon as our eyes meet, the world falls away and there is only ... US. Pure. Honest. Real. He pushes off the wall, and knocks me down before him. Straddling me, he hovers over. The hunter and his prey. I smile up into his face and I see his lips curl as I pull myself up to his mouth. He kisses me, deeply, and completely. His tongue fills my mouth and my mind as he gently sits me down on the ground. He tastes so fucking good. As I run my hands down the smooth skin of his back, then back up his neck into his hair, flexing my fingers and kneading him, I need him. When he pulls away, we are both ready to fuck again.

He buries his face in my hair and breathes deep. I lay my mouth on his jugular vein. I nibble and bite him. His neck stretches and exposes itself to my hunger. I eat him, licking and sucking his neck. He moans letting me. Then I tell him. "Come on, baby. I want to do it again."

He places his mouth on mine and firmly says. "No. It's dangerous." His kiss stops my protest. His tongue teases mine, touching it, drawing mine into his, then he sucks it. The feeling makes me so horny, I wrap my hands around his back and lift my hips off the floor. I thrust myself up to him and touch his cock as it hangs down hard again. When he releases my mouth, I let go of his body, but keep my hips thrust against his dangling dick. He pushes up on his arms and stares into my eyes, straddling me on his all fours. "What am I going to do with a sexy sensation like you?" He grins.

I grin back. "Fly me to heaven." His eyebrows raise and his look is confused. I drop my hips flat against the ground and as I tuck my knees up to my abs, he has to arch his back like a cat. The contact pushes against his abs. When I hold my knees tight to my tits, I pause. "Let me spread my wings for you." His eyes leave mine and look between my knees. I spread them to either side and expose my pussy to him. He watches as I straighten my legs and they open until they touch his hands.

He smiles at me. "Needy Thang!" He rolls to his right, picking his left hand off the floor and pins my ankle with it, then he repeats with the other leg. He balances himself over my vagina. "Lucky for you, helicopter pilots do it collectively." Knowing what I want, he gives me a full, hard thrust, sinking his cock to my core. He grunts with the force of his thrust.

"Ah!" I moan loud. His entire body flexes as he does a pushup with perfect military form. Slowly and softly, his cock exits and my pussy screams for him again.

He hovers over me, teasing me. "That was called an autorotation. It’s a landing without power. Sometimes it’s hard and sometimes it’s soft." He grins as his body slams me again. We both groan loud at the bottom. He sits on my pussy with the full weight of his body, letting his cock fill me completely. He doesn’t fuck. He stays still.

My pussy screams for action. She constricts on him and my clit hardens on him, wanting and needing more.

He pushes back up and hovers. Grinning at me with his sexy as hell sideways grin as his breath blows and I realize he is going to tease me this way. Filling me full with his thrust, then no fucking action. Exiting me, leaving me empty, hovering over me, making me wait until he gives me only the thrust, my eyes narrow at him.

"You want a little cyclic control added to it?" He asks, then he slams down and we both groan again at the bottom, then he thrusts a few times. "Cyclic." He tells me. "The cyclic controls forward and lateral movement."

"Yes! Yes! I want a little cyclic control added to the autorotation."

He chuckles as he sits deep inside, quiet. He is too heavy for me positioned under him this way to fuck him and he is enjoying teasing me. He lifts back up and says. "The collective is used for lift. Now tell me how do you want me to fly you to heaven."

I smile wickedly at him. "I want your full autorotation with a hard landing, and cyclic applied at the bottom until I squirm, then withdraw using the collective and repeat until I cum all over your aircraft!"

"What if you cum before we both reach the Gates of Heaven? How should I fly then?"

"If I cum first, I’ll dance you to the Gates of Heaven."

"Deal!" He says and autorotates hard onto me, fucks me with his cyclic and then collectively withdraws to repeat. He already knows how to fuck me till I cum. His rhythm is perfect and his control is spot on. He whispers in my ear. "Making the final approach now." He raises off me, then autorotates hard, shoves his rod cyclic hard and fast, then repeats.

My clit bursts first and I cum. "Ahhh! Fuck yeah! You fly so damn fine!" He raises off me, and his eyes crinkle while I rest. "One more autorotation please."

He grins and slams me.