Chapter 38 WESTLEY
It’s almost nine when I stick my head into Aurora’s room.
A projector light spins stars around the walls and ceiling, and Patch doesn’t even flinch at my intrusion.
He’s belly up, tongue out, much the same as Aurora, the pair of them sleeping soundly.
I ease the door closed, just as the light dances over the photos pinned to Aurora’s corkboard.
I tiptoe inside, noticing the selfies she took from our date night the other week, and the night I came over to bake with them.
Fuck, this little girl is owning my heart just as much as her mother.
I give a quick scratch to Patch’s belly, making him huff, then I bend down to kiss the top of Aurora’s head before I sneak out, closing the door behind me.
Maevyn was still washing her hair when I was done with the shower, so I ran back to my place to grab something I’d ordered earlier in the week, then grabbed the whipped cream from Maevyn’s fridge. When I saw it earlier, I knew it would be perfect to help cross another item off her list.
I flick the lock on Maevyn’s bedroom door, still hearing her moving about in the bathroom. Lighting the three candles on her dresser, along with one on her bedside table, I turn off all the other lights in the room and wait.
When Maevyn steps out of the bathroom, a baggy T-shirt covering her frame, which is frankly a waste of time—that thing’s coming right off—she freezes before adopting a smile.
“What are you doing?”
I pull the can of whipped cream from behind my back. “Want to cross another item off your list?”
She bites her lip as she tiptoes over to me, then places a leg over each of mine, sitting herself on my lap.
“You still have an appetite after all that dinner?”
“For you?” I ask, my hands inching under her shirt and grazing along he soft skin as I pull it off. “Always”
She leans in to kiss me, and I wind both arms around her back, then flip us so she’s lying on the mattress. An excited giggle falls from her lips, and her eyes sparkle under the candlelight.
I press a kiss to her mouth before I stand up, bringing one ankle up to rest over my shoulder. Reaching down for the cream, I pop the lid, give it a shake, then squeeze a trail from her foot down to her knee.
“I feel like I’m going to need another shower after this,” she says, throwing her arms over her head as I start to lick and kiss my way down her leg.
“I’ll clean you thoroughly with my tongue.”
I spray more up her thigh until it reaches her hip. Dropping to my knees, I let my tongue continue on its path as my fingers trace lightly up and down the other.
I take my time eating along the path of cream. When her thighs are clean, and her chest is heaving, I squeeze more up the middle of her stomach, stopping between her breasts.
She makes a frustrated little groan when she realises I’m not eating her pussy… yet.
“Patience, baby.” I chuckle as I start to crawl up and over her body. “I’ll get there.”
“You always want me to be patient.” I see her hands fist the sheets as my mouth moves up her torso.
“Because you let me be the first to earn my place here. I have all the time in the world to show you how much that means to me.” I lick up the rest of the cream until it finishes on her chest. “How much you mean to me.”
Her hips squirm underneath where I’m hovering over her. I reach for the can again, shaking and squeezing a drop on her pebbled, pierced nipple. My mouth closes over her, gently sucking the cream away, earning me a long, breathy moan.
My hand brushes her inner thigh, leaving a teasing graze over her cunt as I move to her other leg, then back again. Maevyn arches up, and I decorate her with more cream, covering both nipples this time. I kiss, lick, and suck over her skin, my cock feeling heavy, aching under my sweats.
I press into her, grinding my dick up and down in slow movements, matching the unhurried pace in which I lavish her breasts. She wraps her legs around my lower back, rotating her hips, trying to chase more, and I moan over her nipple.
Her pussy starts to grind against me, harder and faster. I grab onto both ankles from behind me and slide off her body until my knees hit the floor. She gasps when the cool cream lands on her clit, her breath hitching when I suck it clean off her.
I push her legs up, splaying her open for me, and draw more cream from her clit and all the way down her arse.
“Oh, fuck,” she breathes, lifting her head off the mattress to watch.
I try to keep it slow like I’ve been doing from the start, but if her pussy is in front of my mouth, I can’t help the way feral hunger takes over.
I greedily lap her up, licking and sucking from top to bottom.
I don’t miss an inch of her soft skin. I spray more cream over her and do it all again.
When I clean her up, I place my thumb over her back hole while my tongue flicks over her clit.
“I thought we could try something else tonight, too,” I murmur.
She writhes over the mattress. “Will it feel this good?” she asks, ending with a moan.
I reach my hand under the covers where I hid the toy earlier and hold it up for her to see.
Her brows pinch. “What’s that?”
“Remember the other day, when I asked if I could fuck you here?” I graze my thumb over her arse.
She shivers. “Yeah…”
“That I wanted to fill both your holes at the same time. Make you a needy mess for me?”
Whimpers fall from her lips as she nods. With two fingers I massage her, gently working my way in and stretching her as I continue to eat her pussy.
Her hands fly into my hair, combing through the strands as she grinds against my mouth. With gentle ease I thrust my fingers into her arse as I devour her. My other hand comes to her mouth, muffling her cries as I feel her release coat my beard.
I lick my lips, slowly drawing out of her, then reach over to her bedside table. Opening the top drawer, I find some lipbalm, the notebook and pen I bought her, and a random assortment of trinkets.
“What are you looking for?” she asks between deep breaths.
“Some lube.”
“Bottom drawer.”
I open the bottom drawer and find a shoebox inside. Shifting the lid, I see the toy she used on herself the other week, a little bullet vibrator, and a bottle of lube.
I move back between her legs, tossing the bottle on the bed, and press her knees to the mattress. I spit on her back entrance, then eat her arse until she’s a panting mess.
When I’m satisfied she’s ready for me, I finally push off my sweats, and pre-cum leaks all over my stomach. I reach for the double penetration toy, coating my cock in lube before placing the cockring over my shaft. Another ring goes around my balls, the base of the dildo now resting against them.
I coat the silicone in a generous amount of lube and toss the bottle on the mattress, nodding my head at Maevyn.
“Move up, baby.” My voice is husky, dripping with need.
Maevyn shuffles up until there’s enough room for me to kneel on the mattress. I run a hand over her stomach as the other one guides the dildo into her arse.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” I say.
She nods, her eyes squeezed shut, one hand fisting the sheets and the other pinching her nipples.
We both gasp as the toy goes fully inside her, my cock brushing over her clit.
When I ease back, I press my cock to her pussy, my mouth falling open as I push into her.
She’s so wet as she clamps around me, beautifully stretched out. I keep my thrusts slow and shallow.
“Doing okay?”
Her brown eyes look up at me, pleading. “I want more. Fuck me harder, Thief.”
I reach a hand beneath me, feeling around the base of the dildo for the button on the bullet vibrator that’s tucked into the shaft, about to be buried deeper in her arse.
A buzz fills the room along with Maevyn’s gasp as she throws her head back into the mattress. The vibration echoes through me, stimulating my balls until a shudder racks up my spine.
I grip Maevyn’s hips, thrusting into her hard and making her tits bounce. I draw out slowly, then slam into her again. She cries out, turning her head to the side to bite against her arm, where it’s still thrown over her head.
Her walls flutter around me, coating me in wet heat. Soft grunts and muffled moans fill the room as I thrust hard and deep.
“Give me your eyes, Mae.” My voice is almost unrecognisable as it turns raw and demanding. “Want to see those pretty eyes when you shatter around me.”
She looks up at me, eyebrows pinched, biting down on her lip to rein in her moans.
I groan as my dick thickens inside her, threatening release. I move a hand to her stomach, splaying my fingers wide as I gently press just above her clit and fuck her harder.
Sweat beads at my temples, and my throat grows dry as I heave in lungfuls of air. Maevyn writhes beneath me. I bring her legs up, one at a time, until her feet rest over my shoulders, and I hug her thighs to my chest.
“West!” She’s practically sobbing as I push on her stomach, bite her ankle, and fuck her as fast as I can, watching her begin to shatter.
“So beautiful when you come for me.”
Her eyes squeeze closed, and her back arches off the mattress.
“Eyes, Mae,” I grit out, shifting my hand so I can rub over her clit.
Her walls pulse around me, and she wails behind her palm. The second her eyes open, looking at me with devotion, I throw my head back, a moan ripping from my throat as my release fills her.
My head is thumping from the intensity.
As I regain my breath, I switch off the vibrator, then slowly pull out, discarding the toy to the floor, and fall over Maevyn’s stomach.
“Westley Andrews, you are something else,” Maevyn says as she runs her fingers through my hair.
I turn my head, pressing a kiss to her ribs, then prop my chin on her stomach.
“And you’re everything I ever hoped for. I must have wished on all the right stars to have found you.”
She smiles softly, eyes shining in the flicker of candlelight. “Guess I stopped hiding long enough to be found.”
“I’m really happy you let me be the one.”
And I’m damn sure I’ll be the only.