Chapter 22 #2
I don’t even know where all the words out of my mouth are coming from, but god, it feels so good. So natural. I’m just following every greedy impulse I have in this moment. Impulses I didn’t even know I had.
So when I feel the instinct to slap her ass, I do it. She moans and jiggles her ass some more. I see her wetness leaking down her inner thigh. God, I want to lick it up. So I do.
I lean over and pull her ass cheeks apart so I’ve got better access to her pussy, and I start to suckle her there. Fuck. I’m finally tasting the source of that scent that’s tormented me for years.
My hard-on pulses painfully in the air as I bend her over even more so I can bury my face in her. I all but gnaw on her, my mouth closing hard on her pussy, tonguing at the blooming bulge of her clit.
Her ass and hips shake against my face as she howls her orgasm into the back seat. “Layden! Layden!” She cries my name as she keeps shaking, her pussy quivering in my mouth. I don’t let up, driving her up again, sucking her so hard just like I know she needs it.
“Lay—” she squeals. And then it’s just a high-pitched shriek.
Higher and higher and higher until it becomes a noise only an animal could hear.
She spasms and freezes, then spasms again until she’s shuddering in wild contractions against my face.
Mashing her pussy against my mouth. Riding my face and demanding more.
She comes down from one orgasm only to head right back up the rollercoaster to another high. And then another.
A sudden beeping in the car has her banging the car seat and trying to twist away from me, but I keep tonguing her, wanting to give her just a little more.
She takes it, shuddering so her pussy spasms wildly against my face before she finally drags herself away from me, reaching over the edge of the seat for her jeans.
She pulls her phone out of it, her whole body shaking and covered in a sheen of sweat.
She gasps as she thumbs at something on the phone that makes the beeping stop.
“What?” I ask, breathless myself.
Her eyes, dark and satiated, meet mine. “Ten-minute warning. We’re almost there. Your turn.”
“Oh. I, uh—” All the confidence I just had suddenly shrinks back to normal, Layden size. It feels like me and Phoenix in the car again. Yes, a naked, sex-drenched me and Phoenix, but still—
The look in her eye tells me she’s no longer in a submissive mood. She shoves the hair that’s come out of her tie back with one hand, a dangerous look on her face as she smiles. “I’m going to milk you now. Because you fucking me like that wasn’t the only thing I fantasized about in the shower.”
I feel my eyebrows hit my hairline. “Oh?” I manage to get out. So she did fantasize about me? It’s the first true admission I’ve ever gotten from her that she thought of me sexually, if not romantically.
“Bend over the bench,” she demands.
“Phoenix, I don’t know if—”
“There’s no time. You’ve gotta trust me,” is all she says as she shoves me face down, ass out on the bench.
“I do,” I say, looking over my shoulder.
“Good.” She reaches down and puts several fingers inside herself, eyes locked on mine. Then she reaches between my legs and grabs my cock.
“Tell me what else you’ve fantasized about doing to me,” she demands, her strong hands closing around my cock. I’m stiff in her hold, but I really go rock hard when she adds, “Husband.”
“Because all those times I fingered myself in the shower like I’m doing now, I thought about what it might feel like to have you on your knees just like this.
And then I’d take my fingers wet with my own slick and put them right up here to see if I could make you lose that iron control you hold onto so tightly all the time. ”
I all but leap when I feel her fingers between the cheeks of my ass, rubbing at my anus. “W-what are you doing?”
“You said you’d trust me.” She bends over my back, and I feel her breasts and warmth against me. “I’ve wanted to give you a release. You’re so tight all the time.”
Her fingers keep playing at my anus. “Give in so I can show you how good it can feel to let go.”
She kisses down my spine, and her grip on my shaft gets tighter. She’s fisting my cock as she drags her hand up and down.
Her tiny, wet finger slips into my ass. I hiss out in shock and clench around her.
“Ah ah ah,” she says, kissing down to my tailbone. “There’s no time for that. You have to let me in, big boy. Relax. Let it happen. Trust me.”
Fuck.
I’ve never trusted anybody in my life. Once upon a time, I trusted Phoenix, and she destroyed me. Can I give her back my faith? Of course I can. I’d leap off any cliff for her. Even if there’s just concrete at the bottom instead of water. I don’t fucking care. For her, I leap.
I relax, and she slips another finger in. Then she starts massaging me there. Inside my anus. Not very deeply in. But hard and insistently.
Pleasure bursts hard immediately at my spine. Almost painfully hard. My beast opens its maw to roar with a craving for a new pleasure. A pleasure so deep and intense and so, so close. Tangibly close. I want it. I need it. I need her to give it to me. I feel my face contort with the coming pleasure.
“That’s right, husband. Come for me.” She squeezes the tip of my cock and then drags her fist down to my balls.
“Faster,” I groan. “Harder.”
She strokes me faster. And harder. Then she leans down and bites the cheek of my ass while she presses that spot inside me.
“Oh fuck!”
I come, and I come hard. Harder than ever in my life. My spine fucking cracks, I come so violently, spewing cum all over the carpet.
When I’m done, I sag against the seat. Shit. I don’t even want to think about the cleaning fees for this.
“Good, good,” Phoenix murmurs. She pulls me away from the wet spot to the other side of the limo and the opposite bench there. “That was one.”
“What?” I lift my head to look at her in shock. “That’s all there is.”
She just lays down in the middle of the bench seat, so gorgeous and naked and alluring. My shaft immediately perks back up. “Come on, there’s only a minute or two left.” She sticks her tongue out and licks indecently at the air. “Climb up here and feed me your cock.”
My dick immediately leaps at her words. She’s clearly got an agenda, and I’m not one to argue. Careful not to crush any part of her, I climb over her, my cock hanging down between us. She grabs it and immediately starts licking at the tip.
Oh fuck. If I thought her hand on me felt amazing, and her pussy, her little seeking tongue is… My eyes roll back in my head. I spread my knees on either side of her head and bend over, perfectly positioned to drop my face down to the dark curls between the V of her legs.
She hisses in a breath around my shaft before pulling it deeper into her mouth. I start to lick hungrily at her clit. It’s still swollen at the top of her pink lips, and I tease the tip of my tongue back and forth against it. She shudders beneath me.
And then I feel her fingertips at my ass again. Double fuck.
I haze in and out of concentration, my nose buried in her scent as I suckle her while those daring little fingers find that spot on my prostate again. My monster alternately roars and purrs in pleasure it never even knew to fantasize about—
I suck in a deep inhale of her, my hands pulling her wide open for my mouth as I thrust my tongue inside her honeyed channel—
My back goes stiff, and I feel my balls tighten.
Holy shit. I can’t believe there’s any cum still inside me.
But I feel the pleasure rising, and I want it again.
I want it so bad. It feels dangerous to be this hungry.
To crave anything this much. I thrust in and out of her mouth, trying to temper my motions so I don’t hurt her.
Her hips jerk just violently against my face, though, and soon she’s screaming out her orgasm. Which makes her throat vibrate wetly around my cock while she presses down on that spot inside me…
I barely manage to cover my teeth with my lips before I bite down on her clit as it hits again, cum spurting down her throat. She swallows, pulls back for a breath of air, then suckles down another swell of cum with my next thrust. And another. And another.
How? How the fuck am I still coming? But she’s relentless until finally, she’s all but gumming my still-stiff cock as she drags her fingers in and out of my ass. I thrust until there’s not a drop left in the tank or anywhere in the backup chambers.
Gasping for breath, I fall to the floor beside the bench. She laughs breathlessly. Her legs are still shaking as she lays on the bench above me. “Well, if that doesn’t do it, I don’t know what will.”
She sits up weakly. Small spasms still occasionally shake her legs every other second. “Come on. We’re here at the university.”
I look up at her from the floor. Her hair is a mess. Her skin is flushed. Her eyes are bright. She’s never looked more beautiful to me.
“Phoenix,” I start to say.
She looks down at me with something soft in her expression. “Yeah?”
“After this is over, after we deal with Ammit—” I swallow. “Can we talk about what this means?”
Her expression shifts. Something vulnerable crosses her face before she looks away. “Let’s just focus on surviving first.”
But she reaches down and takes my hand. She pulls me up to sitting. Our eyes meet for a long moment.
“Okay,” I say quietly. “Surviving first.”
She nods and starts gathering her clothes. But I saw it. That look in her eyes. Whatever this is between us, it’s not just about neutralizing Ammit’s power over us.
It’s something real.