Chapter 10 - Grant
If her kisses are heaven, her pussy is ecstasy. She tastes so damn good. I try to go slow, but when she bucks against me, I lose that restraint. I grip her ass, lift her up and show her everything my tongue and lips can do. I swirl my tongue around her clit, suck, then lick from her entrance to her clit over and over, getting dizzy on her moans, her whimpers, and her taste.
“Grant,” she moans.
I almost pause, waiting for her to tell me to stop, but she just tightens her hand in my hair. I groan and increase the pace, feasting on her the way I need, using her moans and needs to guide me.
“Oh, oh, just like that. Please, please-”
I pull her tighter against my face until she comes for me, panting my name as her heel presses into my back, forcing me against her pussy. I lap at her entrance, curling my tongue until she shivers for me.
Licking up her body, I turn and suck her nipple again, swirling my tongue the same way until Charlotte turns me to kiss her. She tugs at my belt, struggling to get my jeans undone. I grin against her mouth.
“Good?” I ask.
She nods. “Yes. Now it’s my turn.”
I nibble her bottom lip and let her get my jeans undone. She pushes them down with my help until I’m naked with her. She hesitates, with her hand right above my cock. Her deep blue eyes meet mine, shrinking my world to this bed. “Can I touch you?”
“Yes, baby. Have whatever you want. Touch me however you want. I won’t ask you to do a damn thing that I won’t do,” I promise.
She strokes me gently, testing my restraint as her fingers wrap around me, exploring me. I slip my hand between her legs and gently push a finger into her. When I curl it, her back arches and she whimpers. I kiss her hungrily, using my tongue the same way I use my finger. When she lifts her hips against me, I work a second finger in and she pants.
“You won’t hurt me.”
“It might hurt the first time,” I warn. “Filling you that first time ... it could hurt. I know I’m big, so if it’s too much…”
“Stop stalling Grant, please. Please,” she pants.
I groan and pull her against me, grinding against her. I pull away to grab a condom, slide it on, then pull her to the edge of the bed, making her giggle. She watches me without fear, just need. She nibbles her bottom lip and strokes over my chest.
Guiding myself to her entrance, I pause. “Are you-”
“Yes! Either you slide into me, or I am going to ...”
She doesn’t get a chance to finish her comment. I fill her slowly. She shudders and her lips part on a silent moan as she arches back. She grips the sheets as she grinds against me. I gently ease out of her, then thrust again.
“Oh, Grant,” she pants.
“Fucking hell, Charlotte,” I groan.
She’s so tight, so perfect, everything I need. I slide into her again, loving how hot and wet she is, how she moans for me, how her hips roll to meet mine. We’re perfect, belong together and letting her go when she’s mine, completely mine ... it’s not possible.
I brace myself on the bed next to her and choose a slow, even pace, one that’s burning through my restraint too quickly. Charlotte wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me when she’s not moaning against my neck, biting me softly, struggling to meet every thrust.
“Just like that, baby,” I encourage. “You feels so good, sound so good.”
“Don’t stop,” she begs.
And I give her what she needs, pounding into her. I savor every panting moan, every touch, the wet sounds that echo under the slapping of our bodies as she gets closer and closer to the edge. She squeezes her thighs around me and kisses me hungrily.
I palm her breasts, cup her head, dig my fingers into her hair. Do whatever she needs, touch her, tighten my hold on her. She’s mine. Mine.
“Mine,” I growl.
She whimpers and nods. “Yes, yes. I’m so close. Grant, I just ...”
I reach down to rub her clit and she bursts for me, coming as her nails sink into my shoulders. I pull out, flip her over, then fill her again. She arches back so I fill her even deeper. I fuck her hard, filling her completely until she’s yelling my name into the sheets. I palm her breast, layer her slick back with kisses, and rub her clit until she comes for me again.
I follow right after, groaning her name as I press my forehead against her shoulder.
We collapse together and she sighs. “So good.”
“I’m glad to hear it, baby,” I say before gently easing out of her.
She whimpers and I hurry to take care of her. I cuddle her close after tossing the condom and stroke her hair as I feed her gentle kisses. “How do you feel?”
Laughing, Charlotte kisses me again. “I think you created a monster.”
“Did I hurt you?” I ask.
She shakes her head and tries to roll on top of me. “I want more.”
I shake my head, chuckle, then grin. “We’ve got a lot of positions to cover.”
I kiss her again before rolling with her across the bed, eager to get as much of Charlotte as possible. There’s no way I can let her go. Not when she’s this perfect for me. I can’t imagine settling into loneliness the same. I can’t imagine giving her up after a month, so I won’t. I’m going to give her every reason to stay, show her all the ways I can take care of her, help her grow, and please her.
Starting with round two.