Chapter 15 #3
“I suppose you’re right,” she told him with a smile. “I mean, I was able to take care of myself last night when I got home, so it’s only fair.”
Walker groaned. “Seriously, woman? That was just cruel.”
Gillian smiled. “Hey, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.”
“You think about me while you got yourself off?” he asked.
“Of course.”
“Was I touching you?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me,” he ordered.
Gillian blushed. She wasn’t afraid to admit that she masturbated, but telling him about it was a bit daunting.
“Was I touching you here?” he asked, seeing that she was shy. He shifted above her and one hand cupped her breast.
“To start with,” she said breathlessly.
For a moment, he teased her nipple, then his fingers brushed down her belly. “Here?” he asked.
Gillian nodded as his fingers brushed her clit.
She saw that Walker’s head was lowered and he was watching his own fingers as they played with her soaking-wet slit.
She sighed and put her head back down on his pillow.
She gripped one of his arms tightly as her hips began to undulate under his ministrations.
Then he moved down, until he was on his belly between her legs. He pushed her thighs apart, using his broad shoulders to keep her spread open for him.
Any conversation they’d been having about what she’d been thinking when she’d masturbated had stopped. He was concentrating too hard on what he was doing—and Gillian was too lost in the pleasure he was giving her.
Using one hand to spread her lower lips, Walker leaned down and inhaled deeply. Gillian blushed but didn’t have time to complain as the man between her legs groaned then licked her from bottom to top.
“Fucking heaven,” he muttered before he did it again. Then again.
Gillian writhed and put her hands on his head.
“Mmmm,” she murmured as he closed his mouth around her labia and used his tongue to give her the most intimate kiss she’d ever received.
Walker took his time. Kissing, sucking, and licking every inch of her pussy. By the time he slowly inserted one finger into her tight sheath, Gillian thought she was going to die. She lifted her hips off the mattress to try to take him deeper.
“You are so sexy,” Walker said as he lowered his mouth once more. But this time, instead of licking her, he latched onto her clit. He sucked at it like he’d done to the flesh of her breast.
“Walker!” she exclaimed, and tried to buck him off. But he put his free arm across her belly and held her down as he continued his assault on her extremely sensitive bundle of nerves.
Gillian felt her orgasm rising hard and fast. It felt different from any that she’d given to herself.
She wasn’t in charge. She had to lie there and take what Walker was giving her.
When she felt herself getting close to the edge, she usually backed off the speed of her vibrator and eased into the orgasm.
But Walker wasn’t backing off. He was sending her hurtling toward the edge with no parachute. She was going to fall, and fall hard.
Gripping his short hair, Gillian tried once again to pull away from his mouth.
But he wasn’t letting her go. In fact, he eased another finger inside her body and began to thrust them in and out.
The sounds his fingers made were loud in the quiet of the room.
Gillian knew she was soaking wet but wasn’t feeling any kind of embarrassment at that moment.
Just when she thought she was going to explode, Walker stopped sucking. He didn’t lift his head, or remove his fingers, he just went still between her legs.
Gillian hung on the precipice, torn between being glad he’d stopped and pissed way the hell off.
“Walker?” she croaked.
Then, just as she thought she’d lose the orgasm she’d been climbing toward, he moved.
He sucked harder than he had before and used his tongue to lash her clit at the same time he turned his fingers inside her and pressed against her G-spot.
His pinky finger also brushed against her anus, stimulating the nerves back there.
She was stunned by the simultaneous assault on her senses, and immediately was lost in the throes of the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced.
She bucked and thrust her hips up toward Walker and threw her head back, screaming out his name.
Her muscles shook as the mind-blowing pleasure went on and on.
Gillian had no idea when Walker had changed position.
He was now on his knees, putting on a condom he’d produced out of thin air.
Thankful that he was coherent enough to use protection, she could only moan when he lifted one of her legs and hooked it over his shoulder.
He then put his arm under her other knee and leaned over her.
She was spread wide open beneath him, and she inhaled deeply when she felt the head of his cock brush against her still very sensitive folds. Looking up into his eyes, she saw his pupils were dilated and his nostrils were flaring with every breath he took.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he ordered in a low, gruff voice.
“After that mind-blowing orgasm? I’m totally yours,” she told him.
He grinned briefly, then groaned when he pushed inside her.
It had been a while for her, and because he was so big, she winced as he entered her body.
He noticed, but didn’t stop until they were fused together so tightly, she had no idea where she stopped and he started. Then he reached under her and palmed her ass, pulling her butt cheeks apart and pushing inside her even farther.
At first, she felt as if she were being torn apart, but after a second of adjustment, the pain morphed into complete ecstasy. Gillian clenched her inner muscles and was rewarded with a groan from Walker.
“I know I hurt you, but I couldn’t stop,” he said after a moment. He hadn’t moved once since getting inside her, letting her adapt to his entry.
“It’s okay.”
“It’s not,” he countered. “But you were so fucking beautiful. Tasted so good, I couldn’t stop myself. I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologizing,” Gillian scolded. She reached down and grabbed hold of his butt and kneaded the rock-hard flesh there. Then she tightened her stomach muscles and leaned up so she could reach his head. She nipped at his ear, then sucked the lobe into her mouth.
She felt him lurch inside her, and it gave her such a feeling of power, she did it again. “You like that,” she said.
“I like every fucking thing about you,” he returned.
Then he moved his hand farther up on the mattress, taking her leg with him since it was resting on his arm, which opened her even more. Gillian felt her inner thighs protest at the stretching, but she didn’t care. She felt sexy as hell all spread out under him with his cock deep inside her.
“Move,” she ordered.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you, and I don’t think I can go slow.”
“Walker, I just came harder than I’ve ever come in my life. I’m wetter than I’ve ever been as well. I’m good. Fuck me.”
That was all the permission he needed, apparently, because before the last syllable was out of her mouth, his hips were moving.
Slow at first, as if he didn’t really believe that she wasn’t in pain anymore.
But with every slow slide into her body, he got more and more confident, until he was hammering against her so hard, the sound of their bodies slapping together was loud as it echoed around the room.
At first, Walker stared into her eyes as he made love with her, but after a while, he looked down between their bodies.
Gillian’s eyes dropped too, and the sight of his cock disappearing into her body, then reappearing, shining with her juices, was erotic as hell.
He must’ve thought so too, because a muscle in his jaw tightened and he groaned.
Gillian did her best to participate, to lift her hips into each thrust, but it was awkward with the way her ankle was resting on his shoulder and her other leg was in the crook of his elbow.
But her hands were free. So she brought them up and pinched one of Walker’s nipples as he fucked her.
“Damn,” he said as he thrust harder into her.
Smiling at his reaction, she did it again, played with his nipples much as he’d done to hers earlier. When she noticed he was staring at her chest, she looked down to see her tits bouncing with every thrust he made inside her.
Gillian had never felt this powerful. Yeah, he was on top of her, and she couldn’t move much, but she knew with a bone-deep conviction that she was in control. All it would take was one word from her and he’d stop.
She brought a hand to his nape and tugged him down toward her.
His rhythm stuttered as he did as she requested.
Aware that it wouldn’t be good for him to go back to work with a big ol’ hickey on his neck, she settled for latching her mouth onto one of his pecs.
In about the same spot as he’d marked her earlier.
She didn’t mess around, sucking on his skin as hard as she could.
He wasn’t thrusting into her now at all.
His entire body had gone still, allowing her to do as she wanted.
When she was sure she’d broken enough blood vessels under his skin to leave a hickey, she playfully nipped at him before pulling back. She stared at the mark on his chest with a satisfied smile.
“You did say you were possessive,” Walker remarked with a chuckle.
“If I’m yours, you’re mine,” Gillian told him.
Without a word, Walker pulled out of her body.
“Walker! No!” Gillian complained. But he had her turned and on her hands and knees before she could blink.
Then he was pushing back inside her. He felt even bigger like this, if that was possible.
She fell to her forearms, her ass in the air, and Walker groaned.
“You have no idea how good you feel,” he said.
Gillian couldn’t answer as he fucked her hard from behind.
“I can’t stop,” he said apologetically.
“Good,” she breathed out.