Chapter Forty
RHYS
Bristol lies completely naked in front of me on the bed, looking like a goddess.
I don’t deserve her. No one does. Her body is a fucking work of art, but her heart?
For some reason, the stars aligned, and she gave it to a heathen like me.
I’m going to accept both and cherish them until the devil himself returns to bring me home.
I strip out of my clothes, discarding everything into a pile on the floor.
Then I prowl up the bed on all fours, her legs spreading open for me.
The past week, she’s been more and more open with me, guiding me in what she wants and what feels best. It’s so fucking sexy.
She loves having her pussy kissed. I don’t need to ask to know she’s been neglected in that way, and it’s a job I’m happy to step into.
I squeeze between her thighs, dropping down onto my stomach to line my face up with her glistening center.
“Look at you already dripping for me,” I whisper against her wet flesh as I dip my tongue into her core, just enough to swipe through her cum. Another thing I love: she gets so fucking wet. I’m obsessed with how her body responds to me.
I spread open her puffy lips, giving myself complete access to her pink center, then I’m diving into my favorite meal. I lap at her first, teasing, and slow. Her hips lift up, hands threading through my hair as she greedily tries to get what she needs.
“Fuck, I love your pussy, baby. Your scent, your taste, how soft and velvety you feel, how fucking wet you get for me. You’ve made me an addict, Bristol. I’ll never stop craving you.”
Using the tip of my tongue, I flick at her clit, quick strokes that have her back bowing under me. Fuck, I love her like this.
“Rhys, that feels so good, aah! God, yes, don’t stop!”
Hasn’t she learned yet? She’s going to have to pull me away.
I lick back down, pressing my tongue into her center and fucking her with it.
Her taste explodes in my mouth, coating me and turning me on further.
My hips gyrate into the mattress, so fucking hard for her, my precum leaking from my slit, sticking to the short hair at my abdomen and the sheets below me.
“Please! Please, Rhys, please make me come.”
“Anything for you, my love.”
I stop playing and exploring, moving back up to her clit and sucking it between my lips in the exact way that she loves so much.
I suck little pulses that drive her absolutely wild until she’s unraveling.
I look up her body, her stomach rippling, her hands gripping both of her breasts, tweaking her nipples, her mouth open on a silent scream. It’s so fucking sexy.
As she comes down from her high, I kiss her wet flesh several times, avoiding her clit so as not to overstimulate her. Sitting up on my knees between her legs, I watch as she gives those sexy tits one last squeeze before letting them fall slightly to the sides. I know exactly what I want.
I work my way up her body to straddle her, my knees on either side of her ribs. Her skin is so soft in my palms as I lift her breasts, twisting her nipples and gently tugging.
“Can I fuck you, baby? Slide my cock between these until I cum all over your chest?”
“Get the lube, Rhys.”
I don’t waste any time, leaning over her and pulling the lube from my end table drawer. I also grab a condom so it’s good and ready for round two.
I get situated so I’m not crushing her as she lifts up her breasts, creating a slit for me to slide my cock through.
I take my time, drizzling the lube up and down the valley, coating my length with it, and getting everything slick.
Then I’m stuffing my cock between them, reaching above her to grip my hands onto the headboard.
“Fuck, you have no idea how sexy you look right now, baby.” Her dark hair is fanned out on the pillow, her cheeks flushed a pretty crimson that’s spread down her neck and to the top of her chest. Her eyes have that glossy, post-orgasm look to them that makes me weak.
I start to move, my hard cock slipping between her breasts, while she squeezes them tight around me.
It feels so fucking good, but the view? It’s killing me.
I pick up my pace, fucking her gorgeous, voluptuous tits, letting myself get lost to this moment.
Pleasure builds and builds until I can’t take it anymore and I know I’m gonna blow.
“Baby, I’m not gonna last, you feel too good, you look fucking incredible like this.”
“So, come for me. Let me taste you.”
“Oh fuck,” I groan as my cock throbs once, my balls drawing up. Bristol opens her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue for me. That’ll fucking do it.
I sit up further, lifting slightly as my orgasm crashes into me. Ribbons of warm, pearly white cum erupt from my tip, coating her pretty pink tongue, her chin, and the top of her chest. It’s so fucking hot.
When my orgasm has ebbed, I slip off her, lying down next to her body. I use my thumb to wipe the streak of cum from her chin, bringing it to her lips to clean off. When she sucks my finger into her mouth, her talented little tongue swirling around it, a deep, warning growl escapes my chest.
“I liked that way too much,” she says as she pops off my finger.
“I’m happy to repeat that at any time in the future.”
“Mmm.”
“Are you ready for round two, baby?”
“Do you want to fuck me, Rhys?”
“Right after I eat this sweet pussy again.”
When she opens her legs without saying another word, I move between them, this time pinning her legs up to her chest and telling her to hold them up.
The position spreads her open wide for me, all soaking wet, pink, and puffy.
I use two of my fingers to stroke her, slowly dipping in and out of her warm channel as her walls flutter around me.
She’s so fucking soft, so velvety and perfect.
I find her clit easily, lapping at it with my tongue while I keep her stuffed with two fingers, working them over her G-spot, wanting to pull another orgasm from her body. Her legs shake above me as I lick and suck at her tender flesh.
It doesn’t take her long, her orgasm crashing into her like a wave hitting the shore.
I lick her through it, pulling every single ounce of pleasure from her body.
The second she releases her legs, I’m sitting up, covering my cock with the condom, and thrusting into her body.
The last tremors of her orgasm contract around my length, making me groan her name out loud.
I look down at her, looking so thoroughly fucked and blissed-out. Her breasts bounce through every hard thrust, her body taking everything I’m giving her as she begs for more. She’s so perfect. So fucking perfect.
“I love you, Bristol. So fucking much.”
“I love you, Rhys! God, I love you!”
I fuck her hard and deep, my fingers digging into the tender flesh of her thighs, loving watching her body take me, my cock slipping in and out of her center, coated in her cum.
“Yes! Rhys! Yes!” She screams my name loudly into the room, and I hope like hell no one can hear what she sounds like.
These noises are for me alone, unless she tells me otherwise.
I plan to have a conversation with her first thing tomorrow about taking the house Chaos offered and moving the hell in as soon as possible.
If she’ll have me. We need privacy and room to grow.
Me, my queen, Mr. Bun-Buns, and Harvey . . . for now.