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Chapter Sixteen

By darthelwig

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Vision stirred the soup, giving it an appreciative sniff. This was a recipe Wanda had spent a great deal of time helping him perfect, and he wanted to get it right this time. He added a touch more salt, then glanced over his shoulder.

“How are you doing, Wanda?” he asked, his voice mild. Her reply was a bit strained.

“I'm fine,” she said between clenched teeth.

“Only fine?” he asked. Vision turned to face her fully, and stopped to let himself savor the sight before him.

Wanda sat on the counter, completely nude, her legs spread wide. She was leaned back so that her breasts were pushed forward on display, braced with both hands behind her, as she had been since he positioned her there. She hadn't moved an inch. She was such a good girl. Her nipples were pebbled peaks begging for touch. Between her silky legs, slid up inside that pretty pussy of hers, was a vibrator, the remote to which currently resided in his pocket. He'd left it on a very low setting, enough to tease her without overstimulating her, and he could see how very wet she had become.

“You are beautiful,” he said softly, making her smile. He brushed her long hair back off her shoulders, admired the way it cascaded down her back. There was not a woman in the world more attractive than this one, and she was his. He may sometimes doubt he was one at all, but Wanda made him a very happy man.

He reached out and ran his finger around her nipple, light, teasing touches, and was rewarded with a lusty sigh.

“I would say you're better than fine,” he said, smirking. He took one hard nipple between his teeth, biting and tugging on it gently, and she moaned, her back arching. He pulled on it with his lips, flicked his tongue over the sensitive nub. She squirmed and writhed under his touch, and he reveled in her reactions. Her responsiveness never failed to please him.

He shifted his attentions to her other nipple until she her cries began to get too loud. Vision put his fingers to her lips to shush her.

“None of that, now. We wouldn't want to wake anyone,” he said with a smile. She didn't respond, just tried to calm her ragged breathing, looking up at him with trusting eyes. “Stay,” Vision commanded. He reached into his pocket as he stepped away from her, and turned up the intensity of the vibrator, watching her face as he did so. Her head fell back, breathing growing erratic and labored. Her eyes silently pleaded with him for more, for less, for mercy, but he had none. He wanted her near the edge.

He turned back to the stove to taste the soup, lingering for a moment, then dipped a spoon in and brought it over to Wanda, one hand cupped under it in case he spilled. It was a slightly awkward angle, but he fed it to her without issue. They had done this before, though admittedly, not with the buzz of a toy between her legs.

“How is it?” he asked, voice betraying his nerves and arousal both.

“Delicious,” Wanda said hoarsely, and licked the last drop of it from her lips. She smiled, and her obvious pride in him would've made him blush, had he been capable of it. As it was, he couldn't help but feel a bit of bashfulness as he leaned over to give her a kiss. He slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweetness and the soup mixed together.

She moaned, and Vision had to turn away from her when she closed her eyes and rocked her hips in an effort to satisfy her growing need. He turned off the stove and watched her quietly, taking in the beauty of her desire. He watched her reach for her pleasure, straining for it with every breath and tensing and release of her muscles, but she didn't break. She stayed as he had placed her, only opening her eyes to watch him watch her burn.

“It's almost time to eat,” he said, sliding his hands up her thighs. She quivered beneath his fingers, so close to her release, but he pulled the vibrator out of her instead, and she cried out at the loss of it.

“Vision, please. I need it. I need to come.” Her eyes pleaded with him to ease the ache for her, and he smiled at her gently as he ran his thumb over her cheek and into her hair. She leaned into his touch, desperate for connection. He leaned in close, his lips brushing lightly over hers as he spoke.

“How about some dessert before dinner?” he said softly. “I'm going to devour you.” She sucked in a breath, her eyes wide and glazed with lust.

Vision wasted no more time. He had spent the entire time he'd been cooking thinking about this very moment. He pulled her forward until she was sitting on the very edge of the counter, then dropped down and shoved his tongue deep between her folds.

Wanda went off instantly. She'd been on edge for so long, her body had needed only the slightest touch. She flooded his mouth with her honey, and he licked and sucked at her greedily. Rigid discipline and determination kept her hands behind her back, but he could feel the weight of her lusty stare encouraging him to keep going. As if he had any intention of stopping now.

He pushed her legs further apart, tightening his fingers on her in what might be a bruising grip, but she didn't protest. He swirled his tongue over her engorged and sensitive clit, making her shudder, before dragging his tongue back down to dip into her dripping heat. He loved how wet she got for him, and only him, how he could pleasure her like this, and no one else. He felt like a man, a flesh and blood, possessive, caveman of a man. He wanted to stamp her with the marks of his possession, let her and everyone else know that this woman was his and his alone. He never thought he would ever feel this way, had never imagined that being human could entail this kind of emotion, but this woman made him feel everything.

And right now, he needed to make her come.

He focused on that, using only his mouth and tongue and teeth to bring her to climax after climax. She was primed to take everything he could give her. Every moan, every whimper, every uncontrollable jerk of her hips, was magical to him, intoxicating. He could stay between her legs forever.

But eventually he had to stop. Eventually she ran out of strength and collapsed backwards. At first, he just threw her legs over his shoulders and continued his assault on her senses, but after he got her off again, she was clearly at her limit. He prided himself on knowing exactly where those limits were.

He stood and licked the taste of her from his lips, savoring it. Savoring her. She was panting, boneless and sweaty and exhausted. He smirked as he admired the well-fucked look of her.

“You're going to eat a bit now, Wanda, and then I'll take you to bed.” He stroked her stomach and sides as he spoke.

“I don't think I can walk,” she laughed. She pressed a hand to her forehead as she looked at him accusingly. “You were insatiable.”

“I'll carry you,” he said, as he gently helped her sit up. Before he could pick her up, though, Wanda reached down and grabbed his stiff cock through his pants.

“I haven't taken care of you,” she said, giving him a little squeeze. Vision trembled under her touch, and caressed the side of her face.

“My pleasure tonight was in bringing you yours,” he said softly. All he had wanted was to see her on display, watch her reach her peak, and be responsible for her bliss.

“Still. When we get to bed, I'm making it up to you, or don't I get dessert as well?”

Vision’s cock twitched in her grasp, and she smiled as she felt it. He had to laugh at her pleased expression.

“I could never deny you,” he said, and finally picked her up.
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