Chapter 25 #2
“In New York…” I relent as Lucy stares at me, clearly not coming back to bed until I answer her. “…when I’d go to the club, I’d have—” a laugh breaks my words as I shake my head, amazed that I’m about to admit this. “…I’d have the women wear a red wig.”
She arches an eyebrow, giving me a flat look.
“Think about it, Lucy.”
After a few moments, realization flashes in her eyes. “A red wig… because of… me?”
I nod. “Does that freak you out?”
She shakes her head and replies with a soft, “No.”
I want to ask what’s going through her mind, but she lets it go and moves on.
“Hmm…” As she saunters toward the bed, she presses a pointer finger against her lips in mock contemplation. “What’s your favorite body part?”
Without hesitating, I answer, “Your lips. God, I fucking think about these lips all the time.” I swipe a thumb across the lower one as I cup her cheek.
“I think about kissing them until they’re swollen and branded.
” Tilting her head, she smiles before sucking my finger into her mouth.
“I think about what they’d look like wrapped around my cock. ”
Soft, delicate fingers grasp my length as it hardens between us. As she continues to suck, Lucy swipes the precum already leaking from the slit around my swollen head. It jumps in her hand, responsive to her touch and eager for what’s coming.
Her lashes flutter as she pops off my thumb. “Why haven’t you let me suck your cock yet?”
A groan leaves my lips at hearing her talk so dirty.
“I’ve always… had trouble… controlling myself.
” At her questioning look, I explain further, “I usually grab onto the back of a woman’s head and…
lose myself in the feeling. In the moment.
It wasn’t a big deal in New York because that’s what the club is for—to find people who like the same things you do.
But Charlotte always told me it made her feel like a cheap whore.
” I rub the back of my neck. “I never wanted to make you feel that way.”
“You never do, Lawson.” My breath catches as Lucy positions herself on her belly, lowering her head to kiss my tip before she looks back up at me.
“I like it when you treat me like your dirty little slut.” The words are teasing, but they quickly turn serious as she continues, “You praise me, and I love it. I like you telling me when I do a good job. It pleases me to please you. And afterward, you care for me and make me feel loved.”
“But I don’t want to hurt you.” I grit my teeth as she drops her head again, swirling her tongue to lick up the glistening mess I’ve already made.
One of my hands moves to her hair, and she stares at me through her lashes. “Maybe we should get a pair of handcuffs. That way, I can maintain whatever pace I want.”
A growl rumbles in my chest when she sucks the first few inches as she laves her tongue against my crown. “You’ll never get me in a pair of handcuffs, rainbow. The need to touch you is too strong. I’ll never deny myself that privilege.”
“Never say never,” she whispers before sliding her mouth down as far as she can take me.
I fist the sheets, wanting so desperately to grab onto her head and force my length down her throat. I watch in awe as she bobs, taking more of me with every pass as she relaxes her throat.
“Fuck, baby. Show me what those pretty lips can do.”
“Do you want to film me while I do it?” She settles into a role as she pulls off my cock to kiss my abs. “Do you want to film your good girl taking your cock so deep that I choke? Do you want to be able to replay the moment when you fill my mouth and watch it coat the lips you love so much?”
My insides tighten, and I have to steel myself before I answer. It’s the first time she’s willingly asked me to film her. I jolt back to reality when her tongue darts out to slowly lick the slit on my head.
“Grab your camera now if you want the memory.”
Warmth blooms in my chest as she wraps her lips around me again. I widen my legs to make more room for her and gently—so fucking gently—wrap a hand in her hair as I guide her head. “Some things are meant to be savored in the moment, rainbow.”
Her full, berry smile around my cock is the most rewarding vision. She makes little noises that vibrate up my shaft, gagging when she takes me too far and purring with pleasure as she starts to undulate her hips against the bed .
“Do you feel empty right now, Lucy? Would you rather my cock be deep inside your pussy instead of your mouth?” I’m giving her an out before it’s too late and I come down her throat.
She stares at me defiantly, moving over me so slowly and pulling back all the way with every pass. Saliva pools from the corners of her mouth when she gets to my crown, where she pays extra attention to the flushed skin that’s angry, purple, and so fucking hard I’m ready to burst.
“God, you’re such a good fucking girl. I wish you could see how well you’re taking my cock. I am so fucking stupid for not doing this sooner.”
I burn the image to my memory, wishing I hadn’t waited so long to let her do this. Lucy takes my cock like a pornstar, making love to it with her mouth and giving me a high-definition cinematic experience to replay in my brain over and over in the moments when she doesn’t warm my bed.
“Lucy, I’m about to come,” I warn, delicately smoothing her sweaty hair away from her face so I can watch without anything obstructing my view.
She nods, humming her approval just as my balls tighten and an explosion of heat flows out from the base of my spine. My hands shake, wanting to force her head down, but I have other plans for her this time.
“Don’t swallow,” I command as my cock twitches. I flood her mouth, and she moans while my creamy release leaks out, more than she can hold. After I finish, I help her to her knees and rise. “Open your mouth and show me.”
Lucy’s lips part to show me my cum. More drips out, spilling down her chin and onto her breasts .
“Good girl. Now, give it to me.”
When her eyebrows draw together in confusion, I move my mouth to hers, and her eyes widen in understanding, cheeks growing even more red.
A little moan leaves her lips, sliding into my mouth along with my salty release.
When I take it all, I maneuver her back against the pillows and roughly jerk her legs over my shoulders.
“Lawson!” Lucy cries out in surprise, lips still painted milky white. “Holy fuck.” She releases a breathy whimper as I feed my cum into her glistening pussy.
“That’s right, rainbow. This pussy is mine.
It’s meant to take every ounce of my cum so you can be full of me all the time.
I want you dripping me everywhere. At the office.
At home. At your fucking parents’ house.
Whenever we’re out, and some asshole thinks he can approach you like he has a chance in hell with my girl.
This pussy stays full of me. Do you understand? ”
I watch my essence disappear into her body. I don’t release my hold, wanting it to travel as deep as it can before I fuck more into her. I lower my tongue to her center as she writhes and moans, twisting in pleasure as I eat her with vigor.
“Lawson!” she cries out as she comes.
I shove it all back inside her with my tongue, waiting until her breathing has calmed before I lower her legs and position myself at her entrance.
Slowly, I push my way inside her. “Do you understand?”
Lucy lets out a keening wail, nails clawing at me as I rub against her clit, smearing our combined releases. “Fuck, yes. Yes! ”
“Good girl.” I kiss her long and hard, just like how I fuck her. “You’re so fucking perfect, baby. Such a perfect fucking girl.” My hips snap forward, driving into her at an angle I haven’t achieved with her yet.
“Yes. I’m your good girl. I’m your good girl,” she whines over and over.
I can feel her walls tense around me, and as another orgasm crashes through her, I keep praising her, and we go back and forth like a beautifully broken record.
A record we play on repeat as I make love to her throughout the rest of the night and into the early hours of the morning.