7. Blossom
seven
Blossom
T he glide of something long and thick runs through the soft hair covering my sex and I jolt awake from my fantasies of Chance, because I know that finger it too big to be mine. Which usually finds its way between my legs when I think about Chance at night when I'm alone in my bed. But I'm not in my bed and I'm certainly not alone now.
With the light glow of the fire in the fireplace I'm able to gather my bearings, remembering that I'm with Chance in his cabin and that just happens to be his big finger drawing delicious circles through my damp curls causing me to arch my back trying to shift that finger inside of me.
"Greedy little thing, aren't you?" He chuckles causing a deep rumble to run through his chest. The feeling is like catnip to me, and I begin to rub my body against his. "Did your little catnap reenergize you?" His chest rumbles again and I act on instinct, throwing one leg over his hips and pulling myself into a sitting position on his lap. I begin to grind down on him like we did earlier, but he stops me. "You've already had your fun now it's my turn." He wraps his arms around me, stands up, carries me to his bedroom and carefully lays me on his bed.
He makes quick work of unbuttoning my borrowed shirt, slipping my arms out of it and throwing it on the floor before slipping off his gray sweatpants and climbing into bed next to me.
"I-I'm not on birth control." I confess. As much as I want to have his baby, I don't want to trap him into something he doesn't want.
"Good." Is all he says as he places a soft kiss on my belly before working his way down my body placing kiss after kiss on my skin until he reaches my throbbing core.
My thighs are embarrassingly slick with need for him. I try to press them together, but his big body is already spreading them wide to accommodate his size. "Like I said, it's my turn to play." With a sinister smile he dives between my legs licking me with firm strokes up and down. The feeling is so different than just my fingers, making my insides crawl with desire like I've never felt. The tickle of his beard against my thighs is driving me crazy with need.
"More." I fist his hair in my hands pressing his head tightly against my pussy as I thrust my hips up to meet his hungry mouth.
He chuckles again but this time with his mouth on my pussy the vibration triggers something deep and primal inside of me and I begin to squirm, searching for release.
His large hands grip my hips, gently pushing them into the mattress, "Easy up honey. Don't force it. We have a lifetime to enjoy each other's bodies." He says against my thighs, his hot breath adding to my already over heated body. Listening to his words, I relax into the bed, letting him take total control. "That's it, open wide for your man so I can finger fuck this sweet little pussy. I've got to stretch you out to take my huge cock."
His mouth continues to assault my body, licking and sucking on my clit as his finger works itself inside my tight hole—pumping in and out until I see a burst of stars behind my closed eyelids. "Yes!" I shout as I arch my back, shaking with desire as I come around his finger.
"Good girl." He praises as he continues to work his finger in and out of my body as I come down from my climax.
When my body is completely relaxed, he slips his finger out of my hole and places it in his mouth, sucking off all my juices. The sight is so erotic I need to join in. "Can I have a taste?"
A devilish grin spreads across his face as he slides himself up my body, his damp finger hovering over my lips. I lean up trying to capture his finger only to have him lift it just out of my reach. Before I can whine about not getting a taste, he crashes his mouth against mine with his tongue coated in my salty flavor, he kisses me with a deep soul claiming kiss.
"Are you ready for the good part?" He breaks our kiss to shift his body, lining his cock at my entrance.
If what we just did wasn't the good part, I can't image what the next part is going to feel like.
I don't realize I've spoken the words out loud until his soft chuckle breaks through my naughty thoughts, "From what I've heard it's about to feel a whole lot better."
His hips push forward, pinning me in place with a feeling of helplessness that rocks me to my core. This is what I need. What I've been craving—the feeling of being claimed by someone so obsessed with me he has to claim me in the most primal way as he breaks through the last shred of my virginity until he's bottomed out inside me filling me full.
"Mmm." I moan at the feeling of being stretched to my limits.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" His concern is touching but I need him to move, and I need him to move now. "Yes, ma'am." He laughs and I realize I've spoken out aloud again. I'm really going to have to do something about that, but not now. Now all I can think about is his huge cock pulsing deep inside me.
I wrap my legs around him pulling him deeper as my inner walls squeeze him tight, "Fuck, Blossom, you're so fucking tight. I'm not sure how long I'm going to last if you keep doing that." He groans against my mouth.
"Easy up honey. Don't force it. We have a lifetime to enjoy each other's bodies." I repeat his words back to him.
"You little minx." He nibs at my jawline before sliding his hand between our bodies until his fingers land on my still aching clit. His fingers expertly rub the little button as he snaps his hips thrusting his cock in and out of me until my body stiffens and my toes curl as I come around his cock. "That's it, come for your man." His hips snapping with each word until he's shouting out his own release as rope after rope of his hot cum fills my body.
Once our breathing calms down and our bodies stop shaking, he rolls onto his back taking me with him until I'm lying on his muscular chest. Running my fingers through his soft chest hair I glance into his eyes, "I think I'm ready for that shared shower now."
Without missing a beat, he jumps out of bed and throws me over his shoulder, "As you wish my little minx." He says before striding to the bathroom with me tangling over his shoulder where we spend way too much time cleaning each other's bodies in preparation for round two.