28. Do That to Me One More Time
CHAPTER 28
Do That to Me One More Time
JOEL
T his woman will be the death of me, I know it. Her gorgeous, responsive body spread bare for me, but more importantly, that beautiful fucking mind of hers. She’s sex appeal and humor and kindness all wrapped up in one redheaded freckled package, and I can’t get enough. Then to top it all off, she wants to do this for me, wants to be adventurous and trusts me to make it good. If I died tomorrow, that would be okay.
But if I’m still alive and this stunning creature is still in my bed, well, I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure she never leaves my side.
“Open up,” I say, her pretty eyes laser focused on mine.
She gives me a sultry smile as she wraps her lips around my tip. I tangle my hands in her curls, gathering them up over her head as she licks and sucks. Fuck, her mouth is so good, but I’m going to have more than her mouth, tonight. She lifts one hand to wrap around my cock, the wet sound of her mouth and hand making my balls tighten and my muscles tense.
“Your mouth is exquisite.”
She moans, her eyes fluttering as she takes me as far as she can, drool dripping down her chin over my balls. Shit, if I keep this up any longer, I’m going to come, and I have plans for her that will take a while. I pull her off me, her lips giving a wet pop before she wipes her mouth.
“Come here, princess,” I groan. “Lie on your back for me.”
She rolls her lips, then does as I ask. Her red hair fans out around her head like a goddess of the sea, and I lean over her to lavish some more attention on her perfect tits. Back arching, her fingers trail down my arms, nails grazing my skin.
“Joel,” she whispers.
I love the way her voice gets deep—raspy. Like she’s letting her carnal side take over. I see why men call and jack off to her voice, but there’s no pretending here. Not with me. Sinking to my knees at the edge of the bed, I cup the soft skin under her thighs and push them back, spreading her wide open.
Now this is a sight to see. Her eyes closed, head rolling back and forth, fists tangling in my sheets. It happens quicker this time. She comes close to her release, but when her toes curl, I back off, grinning as she voices her displeasure.
“No,” she whimpers.
I kiss up the inside of her thighs, giving her a moment for the impending orgasm to recede. Her breasts heave and her pussy drips. Fuck, her wet hole clenches before me, and I’m lost. With my middle finger I gently swipe across her entrance. She jolts, legs twitching at my touch.
“Oh god,” she cries.
Fuck, she’s so sensitive. With the same finger, I trace her entrance, rimming the opening but never dipping inside. Her hips buck as I tease her over and over, her head lolling to the side.
“Please,” she whines. “Joel, please.”
I know what she wants —but what she needs is not for me to fuck her pretty little pussy tonight. So my finger slides down, the skin slippery as I press against her ass.
She gasps, her head shooting up and her eyes finding mine.
“Tell me to stop and we do, no questions asked,” I reassure her.
She shakes her head and before she can tell me to continue, I’m sucking her clit back into my mouth while my finger breaches that tight ring of muscle.
“Relax, princess,” I say as I feel her clench. “You hold all the power here. I’m at your mercy.”
I hear her breathe out a laugh, but when my tongue licks up her pussy again, she relaxes, my finger sliding deeper. I let her get used to the unusual sensation, with just the first half of my finger inside her. After a minute or two with my mouth on her clit and finger in her ass, her legs begin to shake again and goddamn, I’m hard as steel watching this. I pull back and she cries out, grumbling something that sounds a lot like not fair .
“Joel, I’m going to kill you,” she threatens.
I chuckle and reach for the nightstand drawer for my secret weapons. “No, I don’t think you will.”
Her eyes widen. “Uh, what’s that?”
I raise an eyebrow. “The lube?”
“No,” she says, rolling her eyes. “ That .”
I smirk. “Oh, this?” I hold up the toy, and she studies it. “Never seen one before?”
Tentatively, she shakes her head.
As I drip some of the lube onto her ass and my fingers, I smile. “It’s a vibrator.”
“A what?”
“A vibrator,” I say again, leaning over and kissing her. “And trust me, it’s about to be your new best friend.”
I hold the wand up next to our faces and turn it on, the machine vibrating with an unmistakable buzzing noise. I trail it down her chest, her breath catching as I caress her nipples with it.
She sighs, her eyes closing again.
“Hold your legs back,” I instruct, and she complies immediately, grabbing behind her knees and spreading herself. My finger breaches her ass again as I glide the vibrator over her clit.
“Oh god!” she cries.
“See?” I smirk.
I take my time, working my finger in and out of her as the vibrator keeps her on the very edge of orgasm. It doesn’t take too long before I can easily fit two fingers inside of her.
“Such a good girl. You’re doing so well,” I praise. “How about another one?”
“I feel . . . so full,” she whispers between panting gasps.
“Do you need me to stop?” I ask.
“No! No—it’s good. Strange but . . . oh shit,” she says as I tease her again with the vibrator, “so good.”
With three fingers inside her, I start to pump in and out, in and out. Her tits bounce from the movement. She shudders and my cock twitches impatiently as she rocks her hips—chasing my fingers.
“Joel, oh god, please—please let me come.”
“You need to come, don’t you?” I ask. “It’s driving you crazy. Look at this,” I say, swiping my thumb across her entrance. She jumps, her muscles clenching around my fingers, sucking them further inside her. “You’re fucking soaked, princess. Making a puddle on my bed.”
“I-I, ah !”
“But you’re loving it aren’t you?”
She pants out a desperate “ Yes .”
I pull my fingers out of her slowly, then crowd her space. “Good, because I’m about to fuck this perfect little asshole of yours,” I murmur against her cheek, her eyes widening. “And when you come, don’t be shy. I want to hear how much you love it.”
I kiss her deeply, passionately, our tongues both fighting for dominance in each other’s mouths. I love when sex gets like this, rough and messy and without inhibitions. When you can let how you feel carry you away. Does she understand how she makes me feel? Does what we’re doing together communicate how much I feel for her?
I release her lips, grab a condom from the nightstand and sheathe myself, then slather a healthy amount of lube over my aching cock. To be honest, I’ll be lucky to fit all the way inside her before blowing my load. But damn, just being here is worth it.
“You ready?” I ask.
Fuck she looks so gorgeous right now. Her skin flush, pussy dripping and swollen with need, eyes glazed . . . she’s stunning. A galaxy of shining stars pulling me in with her gravity. She nods, and I guide my cock to her ass, pushing forward gently. And . . . holy shit, she feels better than I could’ve imagined. I’ll do anything for her. Feed her, clothe her, fuck her, worship her, as long as she’s mine.