Chapter 22 #2
“Shirt off, sugar. I want to see those perfect tits of yours bounce while you’re riding me.
” I teased my fingers over her stomach as she whipped off her shirt, not wasting any time as she revealed her full breasts.
Pressure tingled at the base of my spine, my hips bucking up as my cock twitched, desperate to be inside her.
I trailed my hand up until I cupped her luscious curves and brought my mouth to them. I rolled my piercing over the sensitive nubs before sucking and teasing them into stiff peaks. She ground her hips on my length, her wet folds sliding up and down my shaft.
“Sugar.” I rolled my hips. I was so fucking close, but at this angle I couldn’t sink into her. Pleasure lit up my nerves like an electric shock as she did it again. “You better not make me come before I’m even inside you.”
She smirked, her eyes twinkling with mischief, until I rolled her nipple at the same time my pelvic bone ground against her clit. The smug look vanished, raw hunger immediately replacing it.
“Take what you need, sugar.” I cocked a brow in challenge as I played with her sensitive nipples. She didn’t hold off much longer as her hand reached between us, lining me up at her entrance.
She rolled her head back, her eyes fluttering shut, and her mouth parted as she sank down on me. It was almost too much. I memorized every inch of her face, wishing I had Kellan’s artistic talent so I could recreate this moment and have it immortalized on my body.
But then again, I didn’t want any other man seeing her like this. No one besides Kellan, Merrick, and me got to see her with her walls down, ecstasy written clearly across her face. No, I’d just have to reenact it every fucking day as I drove into her sweet pussy.
She rode my cock, sliding up and down the hard shaft until I thought I was going to lose my mind. A grin curled on her lips as if she knew exactly what she was doing.
“Two can play that game, sweetheart.” I sucked on her nipple, rolled my tongue piercing around her sensitive flesh while I bucked up into her, meeting her thrust for thrust.
She dug her nails into my shoulders, needy moans slipping from her lips as her back arched. I slid one hand down between her legs as pleasure built at the base of my spine, my cock ready to explode at any moment.
My thumb swirled on her clit, and her hips faltered as though the ecstasy was too much, coming from too many places all over her body to make her limbs obey her brain.
With one final nip to her stiff peaks I pulled away, drinking in her pleasure as her climax crashed over her.
She shook from the pressure, her needy lungs drawing in rapid breaths as she tried to fill them, her pussy clenching around my aching cock.
I gritted my teeth and pushed through it, working her orgasm through her body with each thrust until her limbs were liquid, her grip on my shoulder barely holding her upright. I pounded into her, moving my soaked fingers to her back entrance.
Her eyes widened as I used her arousal to push into the tight hole. “Are you ready to be taken here, sugar?”
“Y-yes,” she stammered, lust fogging her amber orbs. Sweat dampened her brow, her hair fanned out around her shoulders as she met me thrust for thrust.
I pushed my finger into her ass in time with my thrusts, her pussy fluttering around me betraying just how close she was to another climax.
I pinched her clit with my other hand, and we both exploded.
My cock drove into her, and with one last thrust, I filled her completely.
I got as deep into her tight channel as I could, like I never wanted to be pried from her body.
Her core squeezed every drop of my cum from me, like she was claiming it as her own.
We both caught our breath, sweaty brows pressed together, her eyes still closed as she let the pleasure soak into her bones.
I brought the finger that stroked her clit to my mouth, lapping up every last bit of arousal I could as she watched me hungrily.
Neither of us could ever get enough of each other.
“I can’t wait to see you with all your holes filled, sugar.
” I winked, loving the way pink spread across her cheeks. “Do you think you’re ready for that?”
“I’m more than ready,” she said, her core clamping around me to emphasize her point.
If it were up to me, we’d stay like this all night, but before I could protest, Giana lifted herself off me, biting her lip as my semi-hard length and my finger dragged against her inner walls.
I raised a brow in challenge, but she shook her head with a laugh.
“There was another reason I brought you out here.”
I grimaced as I checked the car for anything to clean up with.
I didn’t care about myself, but I didn’t want my sugar to be uncomfortable in her jeans.
She pulled some wipes out of her purse and gave me a wink.
“I’ve realized I need to be prepared at any moment to either wipe blood or cum off my skin. ”
I snorted, unable to contain my laughter as she preened and handed me a few wipes to get myself cleaned up. We both got dressed and climbed out of the car, meeting in front of it. I gripped her hips and lifted her onto the hood before hopping up beside her.
I wrapped her in my arms, holding her as tightly as I could while we both stared up at the sky, watching the stars. “Anne used to tell me about the stars when she visited me. I used to think I’d have no one to watch them with until I found you.”
She nestled into my chest, and I stroked her hair, breathing in the sweet citrus and lavender of her shampoo.
“I’ll always watch the stars with you,” she said, amber eyes meeting mine. Electricity seems to zap between us, an unbreakable connection we would never walk away from. “But that reminds me of the second reason I brought you here.”
Giana reached a hand into her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. She handed it over to me tentatively, gaze glued to my face like she was anticipating my reaction. A crease formed between my brows as I kept one arm under her head and used my free one to unfold the paper.