9. Bast
She’s a fucking goddess as she stares wide-eyed at me, waiting.
I want her so much, my dick aches to be inside her. And I know I’m clean. I know she is, but despite her being on the pill, I can’t take the risk of getting her pregnant.
Though, the idea doesn’t make me run away either. The thought of seeing her with my baby in her belly ...
Stop!
“I want to fuck your sweet pussy any and every way possible, but no condom, no sex.”
“But you said you would.”
“Bree. Don’t make me lose my self-control, because right now you begging for my cock makes me want to coat your walls and not think about the consequences.”
She smiles.
“My dick is aching to be inside you.”
“Would my mouth on you make it feel better?”
Jeez. I’ve wanted her pouty lips around my cock since the day she turned up at my home. I want her to watch me as she sucks and licks while I twist her hair around my hand.
Her green-eyed gaze meets mine again as I track my fingers along her neck.
A delightful shiver runs down her spine before a nervous giggle escapes from her lips. But her eyes counter that when they light up with excitement.
I’m the same. My entire body is tingling as the electric energy crackles and dances in the air.
She smiles at me and for a heartbeat; it feels like we could be a couple.
But can we be?
“I’m not pressuring you to do anything.” I plant a quick kiss on her lips, then beside her ear and to the pulse pounding on her neck.
Her soft mewling fills the air, her eyes lost in a hazy daze as she melts into me. Her chest rises and falls with each light whimper.
“I want to do it, but you’ll have to show me,” she murmurs.
I groan, my gaze gliding over her body.
Her breasts heave, begging to be touched.
My cock throbs. I’m so turned on, and I want my cum inside her.
“You’re gorgeous,” I murmur, making her body tremble.
“Am I?”
“Goddamn, Bree,” I growl. She’s so fucking perfect. She doesn’t know what she could make me do. I know if she keeps begging for my cock inside her sweet pussy, I’ll do it.
Luckily, she’s focused on my dick, licking her lips as I slip my hand between us. As soon as I touch between her thighs, a deep groan escapes me. I slide a finger through her pulsating core and it takes all my willpower not to thrust inside her.
“I could lick you again.”
“No, it’s your turn.” She slaps my hand away and reaches for my dick.
But I move away from her, wanting her to watch.
I stroke my dick, Bree pouts, which makes me chuckle, and I lean down to pepper kisses on her cheek, face, and her lips. “Patience.”
Her face flushes and her breathing speeds up as she looks up at me with wide, pleading eyes. I smirk down at her.
“Bast. I should be...” she moans when I drop between her legs and suck on her clit. “Oh, God.”
My thumb circles her clit and her legs tremble as she gets closer, but I don’t stop. Sliding my tongue along her slit, tasting the sweetness of her pussy makes me feral.
I groan against her pussy lips. “You taste so fucking delicious.”
She moans my name over and over.
She’s so close, I know by the way her pussy grinds against my mouth. Her legs wrap around my neck, pulling me closer. “I’m … I’m going… Oh, God… Keep going.” Her voice quietens to a whimper, and I’m going to come without being inside her.
I can’t get enough of her as I devour her like she is my last meal. “Oh God, Oh Yes, Bast…”
There’s no stopping me. I grip her tight as she thrashes. Holding her until her body trembles and her legs shudder against my face. I keep lapping her until an almighty moan tears from her throat, and she climaxes against my tongue.
When she finally speaks again, her heavy-lidded eyes are on me as she whispers, “This time, I want to taste you.”
She rises off the bed and pushes me onto my back before kneeling between my legs. Settling her bottom onto her heels. Her eyes meet mine. “Tell me how you like it.”
“Come here and kiss me first. Taste yourself.”
She crawls forward before lowering and settling on my chest. She stares for a moment. Our eyes lock. “I know this is only tonight, but tomorrow I won’t find the nerve to say this to you.” She runs her thumb over my lip. “You’re the reason I’ve never had a boyfriend. I just compared everyone to you.”
I close my eyes and turn my head toward the touch. “I’m too old for you.”
She smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes.
My voice chokes as I say, “You’re beautiful, Bree. You’ll find someone one day who’ll give you everything.” I pause for a moment. “I wish it was me.”
“But it can be,” she finishes.
I pull her against my body and kiss her to stop the conversation.
She slips her fingers into my hair, sinks her body on mine, and kisses me back like she needs me.
I sweep my tongue against hers as I wrap one arm around her back, the other in her hair, and devour her.
When she breaks away, she stares at me before she looks between us. The moment lasts for seconds... minutes... I don’t know.
She shakes her head very slightly, but enough to notice, then she crawls down my body until she’s settled between my thighs again. “Tell me how you like it.”
My heart hammers against my chest as I groan. “You don’t have to reciprocate.”
“I’m not reciprocating. I want to do this for you ... and for me.”
She takes my cock in one hand, squeezing the shaft.
I guide her hand lower until it’s around the base of my cock. “Now squeeze it, but not too tightly, and slide your hand up the length.”
Her touch is perfect, only her mouth will feel better.
“You’re huge.” She giggles, but does as I ask.
“Keep telling me that, and I’ll keep you.” I groan.
“Ah, that’s all I have to do.”
She is really serious.
Does she want me for real?
You’re too fucking old for her. She’s too gorgeous. She’ll never stay with you.
And I really want to answer her, instead I say, “That’s good. Keep doing it like that.”
Her hand glides up my cock again. She strokes her thumb over the wet slit before lowering her face until her mouth is so close to my dick; I think I’ll come.
Bree looks at me through her lashes and asks, “Is it okay to lick you?”
I garble an acknowledgement, though, not sure what I said. But when her tongue darts out, licking at the wetness on the top with a hum, I assume she took it as a yes.
“You’re fucking incredible,” I groan.
Her mouth covers the end again, and she sucks the crown, then laps at the slit like a kitten.
I’m so turned on, my muscles tense, and I’m panting like a rabid dog.
I hold the base as she sucks on the engorged end. And I need to calm the hell down, but when her hand slides down my shaft again, her grip strong, her mouth hot, I nearly combust.
I reach out and curl my hand in her hair when her mouth covers the entire end of my shaft. “That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well.”
Her hand moves faster as she swirls her tongue around my shaft. Her mouth taking more and more of me.
I don’t need to tell her to do anything.
She’s perfect.
The momentum.
The ways she sucks and licks.
Everything she does makes my balls ache.
And my cock throbs.
I’m falling apart.
I want to fuck her mouth. “I’m going to come down your throat, and I want you to swallow every drop.”
Her heavy-lidded eyes meet mine, and she gives me a nod.
“Open your mouth and slide your tongue along the length.”
When she does as I ask, my balls are ready to explode. My whole body tingles as pleasure blooms with every slide of her tongue.
Holding her hair, I quicken her pace.
She hums against my shaft, which does nothing to calm the desire building in my groin. I’m going to shoot so quickly she won’t get to taste a drop.
Like she knows how close I am. She squeezes my balls while I fuck her mouth.
Suddenly feeling like this is too much, I pull her off my dick and with a low groan, I say, “I’m gonna come.”
Her mouth latches on my dick again, and that’s it.
My thighs jerk upward, sending my dick down her throat.
She gags, but doesn’t stop as my body shakes.
My heart is pounding.
My dick is throbbing.
I’m panting.
My balls are so fucking tight, I’m going to...
“Ah—Oh. My … Red...”
My cock throbs as hot liquid bursts into her mouth and coats the back of her throat.
With each thrust of my hips, she sucks around my crown, and only when I stop jerking does she sit back and look at me. A grin spreads across her face before she reaches her finger to her lip, takes the wetness and licks her finger.
“Do I taste good, Red?” I ask.
“The best.” She crawls over me until her face is near mine. “Taste yourself on me.”
Fuck, I want to keep her.