Chapter 25
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chad
I f she only knew the things I would do right now to get my cock inside her tight hole. But she needs to understand a few other things first.
“It feels so good,” she whispers, and I’m not even sure she knows she said it out loud.
The words shock me. “ You think it feels good?”
My head goes limp on my neck for a moment as her hands work my girth up and down, twisting and squeezing at the exact right time. The sound of her words nearly brings my cum to the edge and I think about spraying it over her magnificent swaying tits.
“Men would kill to feel what I feel right now, Dove. Good doesn’t even begin to describe what you do to me.”
Sometimes the lessons are not what they seem, and right now I need her to do exactly what I tell her, when I tell her, and for as long as I tell her. Because it will all translate later.
From the look in her eyes and the way she’s working my cock with her hands, she’s taking it in and it’s making it hard as hell not to just drop down and fuck her like I hate her. The irony of that thought is that I love her more than I love life itself.
My balls are already burning and hurting. They want to shoot off, so I decide I need her mouth but my mouth needs her just as much.
I move my hand to her wrists and her eyes widen as she stops stroking.
“Get your pussy on my face, Dove, and your mouth on my dick. And don’t you stop sucking me until I tell you.”
For the next few moments, it’s a rush of tangled arms and legs, bodies positioning as I show her exactly where I want her, knocking her legs apart with my head until she’s straddling my face.
“Spread your legs and get that cunt down here on my mouth where it belongs.”
I reach up and around, grabbing two glorious handfuls of her ass as I tug her downward, planting her open, soaking snatch on my face. My nose is on her clit first, breathing her in, the scent driving blood straight to my dick.
We are all mouths, moans and choking breaths. Neither of us is aware of anything more than this moment. Nothing could stop us now, the need to give and receive as sure as the sun rising tomorrow.
The warmth of her mouth stuns me as her hand grips the base of my dripping dick, pushing the head between her lips before drawing back and kissing it up and down.
“Oh, Jesus.” I mouth the words into her soaking slit, my tongue driving forward and filling her in one motion, pushing as far inside her as it can reach, spinning around the texture of her inner walls, tasting everything she has for me while her mouth does the same to me from below.
My fingertips dig into her with bruising force. I want to see their evidence tomorrow, the proof that I was here. She gushes on my face and her thighs shake with the pain of my grip. I only pull her down harder, jerking her body up and back, grinding her on my mouth as my tongue moves up to find her clit, my hands enjoying the softness of her flesh.
She gulps down the length of my cock, the sounds coming from her throat vibrating as she takes me deep.
Shocks snap along the nerves running down my spine, the pleasure coming at me from all sides. She’s as sweet as any summer peach, her juice running down over my lips and chin as I move both hands high onto her ass cheeks, pulling them apart. I drop my thumb low, drenching it in the glorious river running out of her opening. My mouth kisses her clit, sucking it between my lips as my tongue moves in circles.
The vibrations of her moans on my dick course over my skin. I won’t last long like this.
“Good girl.” I fall away from her sopping folds for a moment. “Take it all the way down, Dove. Get that cock down your throat.” I thrust my hips upward as she fights to take more of me and my heels dig into the soft mattress as I fuck her mouth for a few solid strokes. My mouth clamps down on her clit as I tease her ass with my slick thumb.
She freezes mid-suck for a moment, my dick half in her mouth as I attack her swollen nub with my tongue gliding my rough thumb forward, spreading her tight back entrance as she moans and shakes over me.
I give her a moment to realize what’s about to happen, feeling her tense at the excitement and anticipation. My mouth works her and I push inside her ass as she gobbles down nearly the entire length of my cock. I can’t stop my jizz from dripping out because we are so much a part of each other right now.
She drives her hips back onto my exploring digit. My girl’s a little vixen for me and I love it. I want her like this, needy and wanting – my own private slut. She’s willing and wet, but it’s only for me.
I pump my thumb into the tightness of her asshole as my lips latch on around her clit, pinching and flicking with my tongue until she sucks so hard on my cock I nearly pass the fuck out. One of her hands wraps around the back of my thigh and begins to work my sac softly, playing with my balls under the coarse skin and for a second I think I see Jesus.
I push my thumb deep, locking my lips on her clit, and she cums on my face with a scream that’s muffled by my cock. My girl keeps my dick in her mouth as she orgasms on my face and I’m the proudest man alive, even as her teeth brush against the soft skin.
I’m not sure there is a more beautiful moment than this. My ball sac nearly climbs up inside me but I hold back; my cum is going into that womb today and every day from now on until her belly’s full of me.
Her tight ring spasms on my thumb as her body coils and releases over and over. Her legs shake and she drenches my face as I gulp down every drop, angry that I’m not able to swallow it all, because her cum belongs to me and I want every drop her body offers.
Something shifts inside of me, a restrained anger bubbling to the surface. The animal that tears at me from inside, wanting to take her in ways that only animals can, finally breaks free.
I loop my arms and hands around her quivering hips, flipping her up and onto her knees as I spring out from under her. She’s barely attached to reality, her climax still pumping through her as I bring my lips to hers, giving her some of the flavor of her own pleasure while I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her up in a jerking tug.
When I get her pressed to my chest, our mouths still locked tight, I bring a hand down on the soft flesh of her ass, planting a slap there because I need her to feel that right now.
Our tongues fight a soft war between our mouths, the scent of her lust filling her breath, and I struggle to breathe through my nose. I don’t want our kiss to end, but this savage need grips me like a man ready to do wrong.
I pull back, keeping our lips close enough that I can breathe in her breath, wanting it inside of me.
“I’m taking what’s mine, Dove. You understand that, don’t you? This pussy isn’t yours anymore and I’ll take it whenever I like, for as long as I like, however I like. Which is forever.” I grunt the words into her mouth so she can taste them as well as hear them, feel them on her tongue.
I clutch under the swell of her ass cheeks, lifting her with a jolt as she gasps, her legs instinctively tightening around my waist, her arms taking hold around my neck as I spin us and flatten her against the wall next to the bed with a thud.
I think my thick erection grows another inch as she shifts her hips. Just seeing her seeking it out, needing her pleasure from me, sends me into the stratosphere.
“Do you have any idea how bad I need to fuck you right now, Dove? This cabin could burn down around us and I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.”
I brace one hand above her head against the wall, my other arm holding her steady as I guide her body down, the first brush of my soaking crown hitting the scorching wet heat of her pussy. I push my hips up and back just an inch, teasing her until she’s shaking and her fingers are digging into the flesh of my back, her hips twisting as she tries to pull me forward.
“God, please.” She’s desperate, pleading. “I need it inside me.”
I drag her hips up and down, her open folds against my body.
“Reach down there and put that cock inside your cunt, Dove. That’s your job, to show me how much you need me. Don’t make me wait.”
My fingers dig into the wall above her head, every muscle in my body feeling like I’m hooked up to low voltage, quivering and turning to steel against the lush softness of where she’s touching me.
Her hand lowers and I shift my hips back, giving her just enough space to reach down between the tight space, her fingers clutching at my fat cock. She angles her hips so as to guide the first few inches inside her with a sound of such pleasure, I nearly lose it right there.
“God, that’s so good.” I drop my forehead to knock and slide against hers, barely able to keep us upright with the course of pleasure flooding through me. The warm, wet tightness is nearly undoing me right here.
I drive forward in a single savage up-thrust, needing to be inside her like I need to breathe. I grunt as Rachel’s breath is driven out of her in a huff. Followed by a seductive scream and her hand desperately gropes at me, coming to settle around my neck.
I’m gone. I need to be deep inside her, hard and harsh. The thought of her getting hurt only makes me want to fuck her harder. To teach her that this is where I belong, centered within her, where no one else will ever be, keeping her this close from now on.
She yelps as my girth tears at her tight opening, still new, nearly virgin. But she is right with me, her hips flicking and jerking in unison with my driving thrusts.
I grunt with each movement, her arms locking behind my neck as she holds on for dear life, clinging to me just the way I need her to.
I’m a breath away from cumming, but I need more. I need it to last forever, this feeling of her wrapped around me is where I want to die.
Just not yet.
“I want your cum.” Her halted, whispered words shake me to the core.
“Then earn it.” I growl back into her ear, driving my hips into her until my dick hits her center and her body tightens around me like a vise. “You want that cum? Show me how bad you need it, Dove. Show me what you’ll do to get it.”
I draw nearly out of her as I shove back in deep, our flesh slapping and making her voice shake right into the deepest parts of me. A broken sound spills from my throat, and I want to fuck her until she’s destroyed with me, then love her softly until I do it again and again.
She tightens her hold, pulling her hips up and down against me, grinding herself inside. Her tits scrape up and down on the hard muscle of my pecs, and I’m aware of the hardness of her nipples, the way her breaths come weak and shallow as she fights for what she wants, her inner muscles tugging at my dick like a desperate frightened child in need of comfort.
“Cum for me, Dove. Give me what I want and I’ll give you want you need. Suck that cum out of my cock with your pussy. That’s how you’ll earn it.”
My erection beats inside of her, my heart slamming blood through my veins until my vision blurs. My hand drops from the wall to clutch at the back of her neck, squeezing and pulling our bodies together until we move as one. Thrusts and pulses seeking to give and receive.
She’s so tight, pulsing on me until I can’t hold on, and I come up on my toes, shifting my hips and driving her shoulders into the wall. I churn my body into hers. My arms drop, hitching my elbow behind her knees as my palms push forward to flatten against the wall. Her pussy is spread wide as I pummel her with thrusts, taking her deep and hard, and opening the floodgates, making her shudder and cum on my dick.
I bottom out, holding my dick there because I’m done. Her body is mine and more than that, her womb is mine and my seed needs to root, now.
“Take it, Dove. I’m going to cum in your cunt so deep there won’t be any part of you left untouched. You’ll feel me dripping out of you for a week.”
With that, I’m gone. My legs shake and I cum so hard I’m nearly brought to my knees. Her cunt sucks at me, delivering my slick white jizz home and holding me tight and deep imagining a baby growing inside her.
A string of obscenities fall from my mouth until I don’t know the sky from the ground, nor heaven from hell. I’ve never orgasmed so long or so hard in my life, and with my Dove cumming right along with me, it’s such a glorious moment that I think I heard God himself yell a little yeehaw.
Both of us are heaving and sweating, and I feel like I’ve fought through a violent storm.
I just hold her there, against the wall, until my head stops spinning.
“That was a little harsh,” she whispers, her voice raw. My forehead rests on her shoulder because I’m too weak at the moment to lift my damn head. Still, I can’t help the breathless chuckle that rumbles in my throat. My lips move up to take hers, soft and warm, sweet and all mine. I lick her lips and when I am able to form words I speak.
“And my little Dove liked it, didn’t she? You like it hard. You like that filthy talk, don’t you?”
She pulls her lips to the side, losing the battle to hold back her smile. Her dimple comes out in force, swelling my heart in my chest.
“I do.”
“I love you, Dove. I’ve loved you since that first night.” My eyes search her face. I’ve never told anyone that, never even come close.
“I love you too.” That dimple lights up and the world is exactly as it should be.
I’m home.