Chapter Fourteen
As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Bethany standing on the balcony waiting for me just as I told her to.
When that crisp air entered my lungs, I felt recharged.
The sight of Bethany as she stood there with lustful eyes was something I’d never get tired of.
Green rays of lights blasted across the night sky.
The shade of the Northern lights matched Bethany’s eyes. It felt like I was dreaming.
“Are you cold?” I asked as I stood in front of her.
“Hopefully not for long,” Bethany smirked.
Her nipples poked through the fabric of her dress and I noticed they were missing something.
Sliding the dress off her shoulder to expose her breast, I saw it was bare.
When I removed the other strap, the same on the other.
A gust of wind caused her to sharply inhale and arc her back causing her chest to rise up and out toward me.
“Why are these bare?” I ask as each thumb rubbed a nipple.
“You said to put on the clamps, you didn’t specify where.” Her eyes dart downward.
I thought my dick was going to explode through my pants.
I’d pushed Bethany’s limits sexually thinking each time I’d gone too far but she never complained.
Pulling the fabric of her dress making it fall to the floor, I licked my bottom lip at the sight of her naked body.
Her large breasts on display, nipples hard just how I liked them.
“Turn around,” I demanded. “Hands on the railing.”
Bethany did as she was told, and her body slightly bent forward while gripping the railing causing her ass to poke out perfectly.
Pulling my hand back, I forcefully slam it onto her ass cheek causing an echo.
Bethany let out a pant. Spanked again. And again.
And again. Watching her flesh go from pink to pinker than red had me salivating at the mouth with desire.
I didn’t stop until an imprint of my hand was there.
There was something about this kind of skin-to-skin contact, so raw it created this amazing connection to Bethany. As my hand made contact with her bare ass dissipating from the point of contact throughout the rest of my body created this intense energy that ran through my body.
Stepping back, I enjoyed the view. Mine. All mine.
“Turn around.”
Stepping closer to her again, I got down on one knee.
The metal glistened between her lips as her juices coated the clamp.
I knew she’d be sensitive to the touch and I wanted to take my time with her tonight.
I was fighting the urge to fuck my name out of her mouth until her brain went numb.
Dragging my pointer finger up her inner thigh, the metal glistened more and I could smell her arousal.
Bethany gripped the railing in front of her.
My finger circled the outside of her lips and she began to tremble.
Parting them with my thumb, her enlarged clit was begging to be set free of the clamp and touched.
Removing the clamp, Bethany let out a deep breath.
Parting her legs so that her pussy was on full display, I let the cold air hit it, watching Bethany try not to get unraveled so easily put a smirk on my face.
I placed my mouth close to the throbbing clit and blew on it slightly making her body tense.
Placing a kiss on it, I looked up to see Bethany looking at me already a mess.
“Not yet baby,” I reminded her.
Wrapping my tongue about her clit, I pulled it into my mouth to suck on.
“Shit,” Bethany panted.
One suck, two suck, three suck, bite … she was soaked. As I trailed kisses up her body, I had both hands on her body gliding up with me as I got to my feet. Pushing both her breasts together, I inserted both nipples in my mouth. One suck, two suck, three suck … bite.
Bethany let out a moan. My hands remained gripping her breasts as I continued my trail of kisses up to her neck.
“Undue my pants,” I whispered in her ear as I slapped her bare ass.
Eagerly she began to unbuckle my belt.
“Slow,” I demanded.
Her eyes pled to reconsider but she knew I wouldn’t. As a reward, I slid one hand down to her clit and began to massage it. This made her content. When she finally got my pants undone, I pulled away from her. Watching her miss me, only from taking a step back, made me love her more.
When I stood in front of her again, I took her hand and put my dick in it.
Bethany wasted no time wrapping her hands around my cock and gliding it up and down using her own juices as lubricant.
I pulled her in and began to deeply kiss her.
The taste of her wine still on her tongue.
Reaching for her hands, I pulled them off the railing and wrapped her arms around my torso.
“When I get you into position, you have fun and don’t hold back,” I said against her lips. “Get comfortable.”
With a simple nod, she placed her hands on my back.
This wasn’t going to be easy doing it in this position but the sight of her under this beautiful night sky, I couldn’t resist. Interestingly enough it was Athena who introduced me to this.
I didn’t lack in the department of making a woman orgasm, but this specific technique prioritized the female pleasure more than I would have thought.
It does jack shit for me as I preferred deep penetration, but I’d give up all my selfish pleasures to see Bethany drown in hers.
One of my hands made its way to her thigh, lifting it and letting her wrap her leg around my own thigh.
I pulled her even closer to me so that her complete weight was on me.
Guiding my erection, I placed the tip just at her opening while my rock hard shaft lay against her vulva.
Bethany inhaled sharply as her body expelled more liquid.
As it lay getting drenched in her juice, I felt light-headed.
How badly did I want to plunge deep inside of her but this would be far better to experience.
My hands grabbed her ass tightly as I slowly rocked her hips upward and down until she found her rhythm.
A light moan escaped her lips. Reminding myself not to take control, I buried my face into her neck to suck and nibble on.
Her breathing picked up and I felt her nails dig into my skin.
Bethany was so wet it was dripping down my leg making my cock twitch.
Her clit throbbing against my shaft was sending me over the edge.
The tip of my cock slightly entered inside of her while she continued to grind against me.
This was purely for clitoral stimulation, which she was thoroughly enjoying, and if I managed not to cum all over her then I’d be impressed.
Bethany began moaning, trying to catch her breath, her leg around me locked, her nails dug into my back as she rocked against me harder and faster.
My hands remained on her ass clutching onto those cheeks for dear life.
“Fuck,” I said against her skin.
“Emilio…,” Bethany could barely sound coherent.
“I want you to cum over and over for me. I want to stand in a puddle of your cum.”
The tip of my cock felt her cum pouring out of her and her body trembled from an orgasm. Before her body could settle, I began rocking my hips against her, grinding as slowly as possible.
“Em-“
“Don’t stop,” I demanded. “I want you to cum until you forget your own name.”
And so she did. Again, and again, and again. Each time the orgasm was more intense, and I was damn near cumming without even fully being inside of her.
With the last effort Bethany had within her to even speak, she panted “I can’t-… it’s your turn.”
Smirking at her thoughtfulness, I hoisted her up by her thighs so that both legs wrapped around my hips and slammed her down onto my cock.
She was soaked and my dick slid right in without any friction.
We both let out a sound of relief and I wasted no time thrusting my hips against her so violently her breasts were flying everywhere.
She lashed onto my shoulder and bit down hard while I rode out the violent pulsations firing off all over my body.
Cum shot out of my dick so hard that I wouldn’t be surprised if it came bursting out of her mouth.
The feeling of hot liquid filling her, warming her and completing me – my face buried into her neck and hers into mine as our bodies seemed to sync as one.
My knees gave out and I fell to the floor with Bethany still wrapped around me. We remained still as I tried to catch my breath with my head resting on her shoulder.
Eventually, I looked up at her, taking in her messy hair and dewy eyes, “You’re the ruin of me.”
Feeling her body trembling, I got on my feet still holding onto her and brought her into the warm apartment placing us both on the sofa where we lay cuddled.
I pulled her onto me so that her head rested on my chest as we lay there letting our bodies sync together.
Her heart beat in perfect time with mine.
Her hand found mine and our fingers intertwine speaking words unspoken.
Synced to one another, my heart exploded.
I’d never be the same man again and I didn’t want to be if it meant having a life with her.
Lifting her hand held in mine up to eye level I kissed it.
“Marry me,” I said in a low calm voice not disrupting our position.
Bethany lifted her head to look at me in surprise. “What?”
“Marry me,” I repeated. “Bethany DeCarlo, I want you to marry me.”
Her eyes sparkled and a wide smile crossed her face as she collided her mouth with mine.
“Is that a yes?” I asked.
“Well I’m already married … but Freya isn’t.”
“Fair enough. Freya, will you marry me?”
“Yes, ástin mín.”
“What does that mean?” I’d been here longer than she had and I didn’t know a lick of the language, mainly because I didn’t care to learn.
“ástin mín means my love.”
My heart felt like it had grown two sizes. “I don’t have a ring.”
“A ring isn’t important to me. I just want you.” She rested her head back on my chest.
“I have an errand to run in the morning. We can go to a chapel afterward.”
“Okay.”
What I should have done is tell her what that errand is. If I was going to marry her, I should tell her the truth about everything. Wasn’t that the right thing to do? I should start with easier things, like Athena. Before I could mention a thing, I heard Bethany snoring.