Exile

Chapter 15

DARWYNN

We didn’t even make it to the bedroom.

In fact, the second he unlocked his front door and closed it again, he undressed the both of us and lifted me up into his arms. He pressed me against the wall, pressing his hard cock against my throbbing pussy. I had my arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, and his hands were cupping my ass, squeezing tightly as his fingers dug into my flesh.

Every touch of his sent shivers through my body, and I gasped as he ground hard against me. The friction of his length against my folds and clit only heightened my arousal, and I was certain that I had never been this wet before.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll forget your own damn name.”

His raspy, deep words had the ability to make me come, but I could hold it together.

“Yes, please,”

I begged, running my hands into his hair.

His mouth was on my neck, kissing, licking, sucking. I moaned and threw my head back, letting him taste every inch of me.

I rocked my hips, sliding up and down his length. He groaned, gripping my ass tighter. “Needy little thing. Tell me, baby,”

he murmured, trailing kisses along my jaw and down my neck. “How much do you want me?”

I moaned loudly and arched my back when the rubbing of his cock on my clit got too intense. “I want you so bad…I’m so wet for you,”

I croaked out.

“Hmm, I can feel that. You have been since we sat down in that booth earlier. It’s a constant state for you when you’re with me, isn’t it, darling?”

“Ahh!”

My body shuddered as he covered my breast with his mouth, sucking in my nipple. “Yes. Oh, Caz…”

“So damn sweet. You’re mine, Darwynn. Mine.”

He carried me over the couch and set me down, standing in front of me while stroking his cock. “Look what you do to me. Making me harder than I’ve ever been.”

I let my eyes wander down his body, taking in every single muscle that was flexing under his skin. He truly looked like a god. A king. And I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that he was sixty-one.

My eyes were on his cock now, watching as he stroked himself. He reached down with his other hand to cup his balls, and he squeezed them the same way he squeezed his tip whenever his forefinger and thumb reached it.

I licked my lips, needing to taste him.

“You want it?”

he asked, taunting me with a smirk on his lips. “You liked having my dick in your mouth, hm? Even if you almost choked on it.”

My cheeks flushed. It had been difficult taking all of his length into my mouth, but I was a quick learner, and after a while, it hadn’t been so difficult after all. “I can handle you.”

“Yeah?”

He stepped closer, placing both hands on my knees to part my legs and get a good view of my pussy. “You want it again?”

I nodded, biting my lower lip. “Yes, please.”

“Lean back,”

he demanded, and I did as I was told.

He moved closer, putting one knee on the couch next to me. I wanted to move forward, but he raised a brow at me. “Lean. Back.”

I swallowed and nodded, obeying this time.

I dropped my gaze back to his cock, and watched as he rubbed it for a little while before moving forward again. “Open that pretty mouth.”

Once my lips were parted, he placed one hand on the top of my head and rested his knee on the couch next to me before guiding his tip to my mouth. He pushed inside without giving me another warning, and I placed my hands on his thighs, stopping him from pushing deeper.

“Hands down,”

he demanded, stopping his movement.

I glanced up at him through my lashes, unable to speak with his cock in my mouth.

“You said you could handle me. Let me fuck this pretty mouth.”

I swallowed the saliva that had puddled at the back of my tongue, then nodded, preparing for him to be in control again. I relaxed, moving further down so he had better access.

“Good girl. Keep those pretty eyes on me.”

He caressed my hair and placed his right hand on his base before pushing into my mouth again. I held my breath as I felt his tip at the back of my throat, loving how his cock filled all of my mouth.

“So damn perfect. That’s it…take it all in.”

He held himself there, buried deep inside, and his eyes watching me closely. He muttered a curse when he slowly pulled out, then pushed back inside. And when I got used to it, he started thrusting in and out in a slow and steady rhythm. “Feels so good,”

he grunted, gripping a fistful of my hair with his fist.

He moved his right hand to my tits, teasing and pinching my nipples.

As Caz’s thrusts grew more forceful, I struggled to keep my eyes locked on his. His cock plunged deeper with each stroke, filling my mouth completely. I focused on relaxing my throat, determined to take all of him.

“That’s it, baby. Take it like the good girl you are,”

he growled, his grip tightening in my hair again.

His hips snapped forward sharply, and I felt his thick length hit the back of my throat. My eyes watered as I fought against my gag reflex.

Caz held himself there for a long moment, watching intently as I struggled around him. His expression was tense, and his nostrils flared. “Fuuuck.”

Finally, he pulled back, allowing me to gasp for air. But before I could take a deep breath, he captured my lips in a deep kiss. His tongue plunged into my mouth this time, tasting himself on me. I moaned, gripping both his arms to keep him there.

The kiss didn’t last long enough, but I knew that the second his lips left mine, he would move on to my next body part.

He lowered his head between my legs, his hot breath teasing my inner thighs. I shivered in anticipation as he placed gentle kisses along my skin, working his way inward. When his tongue finally licked over my swollen clit, I cried out and arched my back off the couch.

Caz groaned against me, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through my core. He sucked at my entrance, gathering my juices on his tongue before focusing his attention on my throbbing clit. His skilled mouth moved perfectly, alternating between long strokes and quick flicks that had me bucking beneath him.

“Aah! Caz!”

I cried out loud enough to be heard outside. But nobody would hear us. We were alone in his cabin, far enough away from the people back at the bar and hidden away in our own little world.

“You taste fucking incredible,”

he murmured, his voice muffled against my flesh.

I tangled my fingers in his hair, holding him close as I ground myself against his face. His beard rubbed against the insides of my thighs, only intensifying everything I was already feeling.

He kept his left hand on my thigh, keeping my legs apart as he moved two fingers of his right hand through my folds. He slid them up and down before pushing them inside my pussy, thrusting hard until I felt his knuckles press against my skin.

“CAZ!”

“Rock those hips for me, baby. Ride my fingers while I lick this needy clit.”

If I had no control over my own body, I would’ve come right then. In an instant. Because of his words only.

But I didn’t want to let go just yet. I wanted to keep him down there, with his face between my legs and his perfect mouth on my pussy.

I moved my hips up, meeting his thrusts, and when I started to whimper, he looked up while licking through my folds one more time, slowly.

“Can’t hold back forever, baby. Come. Let me feel that clit throb against my tongue.”

And, suddenly, I lost all control.

My body tensed, and I cried out his name as he sent me right over the edge. The climax washed over me in big, harsh waves, and I shook all over as I let them all come over me. His grunts were faint in the distance, and I couldn’t make out what he was telling me. But I knew his words were as dirty as ever.

Everything around me went dark, and for a moment, it felt like nothing was real. The way I was feeling because of him couldn’t be real. How was it possible for a man to make me experience something so deep when we had only just met?

In the shortest time, Caspian had become part of me.

My pulse raced, my breath caught in my throat, and the world around us turned silent. I opened my eyes and met his own, smiling gently when I realized that this was very much real.

“Tell me this is forever,”

I whispered.

His jaw ticked, his eyes flickering with emotions that mimicked mine. His hands flexed on my thighs as he moved up to brush his lips on mine. “If you want it to be.”