Chapter Seven #2
The corners of her eyes crinkle up in a smile. Hope pulls back, gripping the base of my cock firmly in her fist.
My hand naturally finds its way to the back of her head and gets entangled in her raven locks.
Her hair is soft and silky, and my fingertips melt into it.
I only let it rest there, however, and don’t interfere with the magic she’s working on my cock.
Hope bobs her head back and forth. With the gentle bounces, her tits jiggle, and it drives me wild.
Fuck, with the show she’s putting on for me, I am not sure how long I will last.
Hope twists and pumps her fist while sucking on the tip of my erection. She lets out sultry moans each time she pushes deeper, sending mind-blowing vibrations down my shaft.
I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.
This isn’t all about me. I tug her hair until she gets to her feet, and pull her into me.
“Still cute though,” I tease.
“Now you’re just taunting me.”
“It’s my turn to tease, isn’t it?” I shoot her a wink and feel silly immediately afterward, but I push past it.
With a firm grip on her thighs, I hoist her up so our hips meet.
She wraps her legs around me as I carry her to the musty bed.
Really, she deserves a king suite with a claw foot tub and a view to die for.
“You’ve done enough pleasing for a lifetime, Hope. Let me take the wheel.”
***
HOPE
Wilson cups the small of my back as he lays me down on the bed. I wouldn’t have minded fucking against the door frame, but I see he’s trying to be a gentleman, and it’s working. I’ve never felt more seen and heard than at this moment. The way his eyes drink me in like I’m the only woman on earth…
God, I could come right now.
Wilson immediately drops to his knees and forces my legs open.
Propping myself up on my elbows, I look down at the beast kneeling before me.
His salt-and-pepper hair is perfect as ever, and I can’t believe I finally have him.
He’s mine, and I am his. I don’t care about the setting, only that we are together.
Wilson hooks his fingers in the seam of my panties and pulls them all the way off. I’ve been naked in front of hundreds of men since I started working at Velveteen, but never have I felt sexier than now.
Wilson licks his lips, staring at the aching clit between my legs. He lets out a growl, and I can see by the pained expression on his face that he wants to dive in, but he’s holding back.
It’s driving me crazy.
I rest my toes on his firm, muscular shoulders and wait for him to rock my world. His rough hands travel up my thighs, prickling my skin with goosebumps. Wilson gently kisses my inner thighs, making his way up to my knee. Like a needy little slut, I let out a whimper.
A mischievous smirk spreads across his face. He sticks his tongue out, pressing it against my soft flesh. He licks his way down my leg, to the crease between my thigh and pussy. At a snail’s pace, he makes his way to my throbbing cunt.
Wilson laps at my clit with the tip of his tongue, before concentrating all pressure in the perfect place. My moans become wanton and wild and in no time, I lose control of my mind and body. Without warning, two desperate fingers prod at my entrance, and he slides them inside of me with ease.
Butterflies flutter and explode inside of me as his fingers glide in and out of my soaked pussy.
With each push inside of me, he curls his fingers upward.
The pressure against my clit is done with expert precision.
In no time, I feel dizzy, light-headed, and all the pressure of our pleasure mounts in my core.
And release. Long, explosive release. My body thrashes and convulses, but I dig my heels into his shoulders to steady myself. Before my walls cease their pulsing, Wilson gets to his feet, grips his cock firmly, and presses himself inside of me.
A shudder escapes from the very depth of my core.
“Oh, fuck.” I wasn’t ready for that.
Wilson lets out a soft chuckle. Only his tip has breached my entrance, but I already feel overwhelmed.
I had his lengthy cock inside my mouth earlier, but that never could have prepared me for his girth.
I claw at his shirt and force him towards me.
Our lips crash together, and the passion between us ignites.
Holding him close only makes it more intense.
In one final push, his entire length is inside of me.
A perfect fit.
I cup his face as we kiss, and we only stop to take a breath and let out a suppressed moan. Wilson’s hips thrust faster each time his balls slap against my ass. If this isn’t heaven, I don’t know what is.
Wilson slows down, his thrusts transforming into deep and hard strokes. My nails dig into his back, and I hold him close when he buries his face in my neck. His heavy breaths tickle the sensitive skin of my ear.
Wilson stops abruptly and pulls back.
I pout at him, but understand why.
“Get on your back, Wilson. I want to ride you.”
Wilson obeys my command and gets into position with his back against the wall. His eyes are filled with amazement as he watches me swing my leg over his hip.
His mouth hangs wide open as his gaze darts back and forth, roaming over my body.
“Everything okay, baby?” I say, as I grip his cock and line it up.
“No, yes.” He licks his bottom lip. “Just want this memory burned in my mind forever. You look so fucking perfect right now.”
“It’s going to get better while I bounce on your dick,” I purr.
It’s about time he gets a taste of his own medicine.
I gyrate my hips as I work my way up and down his length.
His legs shake, practically vibrating beneath me.
I’ve turned him to jelly. He gains his composure long enough to sit up, his hands gripping my ass, guiding me on my path.
He thrusts into me as I move. Our bodies are in perfect harmony, two puzzle pieces fitting together perfectly.
Two minds in unison focused purely on one another’s pleasure.
“Slow down,” he grumbles, “I’m—”
“No, you’re going to come in me, Wilson. Come inside my pussy.”
“Shit,” he moans.
We share one final kiss before his cock pulses inside me. His hot release fills me, and Wilson lets out a rough groan against my mouth. Pleasure surges through me as I rock against him a few more times. He shudders, the sensation too much, and I finally pull away to give him a chance to recover.
“You’re amazing,” I say, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Both of us are completely spent, hyperventilating as if we’ve just run a marathon, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of him.
Wilson turns to his side and puts his arms out.
I turn around, pressing my body against his.
I’ve never felt this close to anyone before, and I want to savor this moment forever.
He puts an arm over me, his hand cupping mine, and pulls me close.
In his strong arms, I drift off into the best nap of my life.