Chapter 29 #3
“Okay.” I smirk, dragging her head back further and take that as my chance to kiss her, my tongue invading her mouth. Her hands clasp my face, as my fingers lazily trail against her bare thigh.
Nudging her back, she stumbles and falls down onto the bed, breaking our kiss. I smile down at her, knocking her legs wide with my knee. The soft, oversized tee rides up her body, teasing me with her tanned skin as it rests just above her hip.
Leaning across her, I hook my index finger into the neck of her top, pulling her towards me so she is sitting up. My hand travels between her legs, my tips brushing delicately across the front of her lace panties. She quivers beneath me. It feels like it’s been forever.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you.” I brush my lips over hers.
She giggles. “It’s been two days,” she answers.
“I mean like this, here, at my mercy,” I groan, pressing against her clit as her legs widen for me.
“Oh,” she says in a breathy voice, her eyes dancing with mine.
“So, Lucky,” I mutter, “tell me about this scene… what’s happening so far?” Excitement bolts through me.
“Well,” she says and her innocence shines out of her.
I tilt my head slightly, looking down at her, fingers still teasing her clit, her breaths shaky. Her fingers claw at my bare chest.
“Talk it through,” I whisper, slipping her panties to the side as I glide my fingers up and down her centre. “Fuck, you’re wet.”
Her cheeks burn pink. “He has just… you know.” She blinks away from me.
“Ate her pussy,” I finish for her and her breath catches at the back of her throat.
“Erm, yes.” Her hips roll, silently asking for more but I don’t give it.
“And then what?” I know what, she told me earlier, but I want to hear the words come from her. Want her to tell me what she wants.
“She wants to…erm...”
She pauses as I slip a finger into her hot opening, sliding deep and burying to my knuckle. Her fingers try to grab over my silky skin and after failing, miserably, she glides them to my shoulders, holding onto me.
“Words, baby.” I pump in and out of her, my thumb teasing her clit.
“Oh,” she pants, and I am sure she is watching me, watching the way I fuck her pussy with my finger.
“What does she want to do to him?” I goad, wanting the words to tumble from her lips.
“Give him pleasure… like he, erm...”
Lining another finger up, I feel her pussy squeeze and I shake my head. “Relax, Athena, let me in,” I croon, slowly easing myself in.
My teeth sink into my bottom lip at how tight she feels around my fingers. I know I have had her like this before, but fuck she feels so good. Her head falls back, her jaw relaxed as pleasure consumes her.
Leaning into her, my lips dust the column of her throat before they’re buried in her hair, my whispers echoing in her ears. “Tell me how she wants to pleasure him.”
Another moan escapes and my cock is throbbing in my boxers.
“She wants to…” She trails off.
My rhythm stays slow and teasing as I rub against her G-spot. I smirk, pressing a kiss to the shell of her ear.
“Tell me.” My voice dances across her skin, my lips dragging along her jaw then drop to her neck.
“She wants to pleasure him.”
A breathy chuckle vibrates against her pulse point. “In what way?” I ask, focusing on my fingers, feeling the way her pulse dances underneath my lips.
“I can’t say it.” She chokes on her intake of breath.
“You can.” My voice is low as I press my thumb against her clit.
She shakes her head. “You know what I mean.” Her trembling voice floats around the room, her cunt squeezes my fingers, but I stop, slowly pulling them from her and she whimpers at the loss.
I steady my gaze on her, her chest rising and falling as she stares into my soul. “Repeat after me.” My lips twitch.
Her eyes are hazy with the promise of an orgasm. Her throat bobs as she swallows. She looks so pretty. Her full lips parted, dark hair tumbling past her shoulders, amber eyes glistening. Her fingers are now curled around the duvet, legs still parted, her pretty wet pussy on show.
“She wants to suck his cock.”
Her cheeks flame red and her gaze bats down. I chuckle.
“Baby.” I grip her chin, tilting her head back. “You want to write about this, right?”
She nods, licking her lips.
“And you want me to teach you, yes?”
Her head bobs.
“Then I need to know what I am teaching. You need to use your words, lucky,” I say, my voice hushed. “So, tell me, what does she want to do?”
She hollows her cheeks and sucks in a breath. “Suck his cock.” She ruses the words out as if they’re a sin.
“Fuck.” Leaning in, my tongue swipes against hers as I kiss her.
Inhaling heavily from my nostrils, I break away and pad around the bed, grabbing a pillow then dropping it by my feet. Her brows furrow.
“For your knees, baby.”
She nibbles her bottom lip. Holding my hand out for her, she takes it as I pull her to her feet.
“I will be gentle. I will be patient…” I press a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “But once we have crossed this line, this is it for me and you. I want to fuck you so bad, eat that tight little pussy, and explore every inch of your body.”
She trembles, her breath heavy.
“Now, on your knees.”
She swallows, lowering herself down. Her palms are on her thighs, waiting for her next instruction.
“Holy shit,” I groan, my palm rubbing my cock through my jeans. “You look so fucking pretty on your knees.”
Her wide eyes lock on mine. My thumb brushes against her bottom lip as I drag it down ever so slightly before I slide it past her lips and into her wet mouth.
“Suck,” I instruct, grinning as I look down at her.
She does as I ask, sucking gently on my thumb, my index finger curled under her chin.
“Good girl,” I praise her.
I want to warm her up, tease her, play, before I slide my cock down that pretty throat. I groan as I pull my thumb out and she’s all needy, waiting for me to say something, anything. But I don’t. I keep my lips tightly sealed.
Stepping back, my fingers fumble with the button of my jeans as I run my hands in the waistband and push them to my ankles, bending at the waist as I do. Slowly standing, her eyes graze down to the outline of my cock in my boxers. Her throat bobs on a swallow.
Next are my boxers. I push them down with my jeans and then step out of them both, kicking them across the floor. Curling my large hand around my cock, I slowly pump up and down my thick girth. Her eyes are wide, her lips parting.
“I’ll go easy on you,” I rasp. “Promise.”
Moving towards her, I curl my hand around the back of her head and let my finger tangle in her hair before slowly tilting her head back. A slow smirk plays against my lips as I continue stroking myself, pleasure slowly building deep inside of me.
Her small hands come up, resting on my thighs and my cock bobs. Letting my hand fall, I wrap my fingers around her wrist and wrap her hand around me, guiding her, showing her, teaching her how to touch me, how to pleasure me.
“You’re doing so well,” I whisper, watching her the whole time as she pleasures me, stroking my cock.
Once she has the hang of it, I tighten my grip around hers and move a little more, giving me the friction and tightness I so desperately need.
“Fuck, yes.” My head drops, my chin to my chest as I watch and ever so slightly, I let her hand go. “Like that,” I pant, my stomach tightening as my orgasm teases me.
“Am I doing it right?” she whispers, her beautiful ambers on mine.
“You’re doing it perfectly.” I nod, tightening my grip in her hair, dragging it back so she has no other option but to look at me and only me.
“I’m getting close,” I rasp and I see the hint of a smile on her lips. “Open that pretty mouth, baby,” I groan.
She parts her lips as I place my hand over hers, slowly pulling away as I press the thick tip of my head on her bottom lip.
I give her a second before I roll my hips forward, sliding into her mouth and I feel the way her tongue curls underneath me.
I halt, my head falling back. I lose myself for a moment at how good it feels and we’ve hardly started.
My cock pulses on her tongue, and I tense myself.
“We’ll take it slow,” I coo, pulling back ever so slightly before my cock slides in further and she gags, her eyes widening. “You’re doing so good,” I praise her, not wanting her to think because she gagged, she’s failed. “Hollow your cheeks.”
She blinks up at me, her cheeks hollow. With my spare hand, I cup under her chin, my fingers that are curled in her hair glide across her shoulder blade as I roll my hips back and forth. Saliva spills from the corners of her mouth and my thumb finds it, wiping it away.
“Fuck,” I groan, sliding myself out. “I’m going to fill your pretty mouth full of cum,” I promise, “but I want to switch things up slightly, for your books, of course.”
Her cheeks go that pretty pink and my heart drums in my chest. This feels so different to every other time.
Every other girl. But not her. Something draws me in, wanting me to keep close.
I can’t explain it even if I wanted to. A tightness pulls across my chest, knocking the air out of my lungs for just a moment.
“On the bed,” I order, and she pushes herself up, sitting on the edge and I shake my head. “That won’t do, baby.”
I step closer to her, leaning down and pressing my hand between her legs as I kneel beside her. The mattress dips as I push her towards the headboard.
My large hands rest on her knees, my cock still aching with the want of release. Pushing them apart, I lodge my body between them before hooking my fingers at the hem of her tee. I drag it over her head and discard it to the floor.
My hand gropes at her full chest, brushing my finger over her hardened nipple. Lowering myself down, I flick my tongue over it, sucking her into my mouth. Her fingers lace through my hair, holding me there but I want her lips locked around my cock.
Rolling myself beside her, I lock my hands around her waist and pull her on top of me.
“Don’t get too comfortable.” I wink at her before I spin her around so her back is to my face.
I trace my fingertips down her spine, then back up again as I tuck her hair over her shoulder.
Digging my fingers into her waist, I lower myself down slightly, my head and neck against the headboard, my body laid underneath her and she’s still sitting on my lap.
Gliding one of my hands between her shoulder blades, I flatten it and gently push her down.
My spare hand is locked around my cock as I line it up at her lips, and she takes me in.
“Move your head up and down, baby, suck me in,” I groan, already feeling the pressure building as my cock twitches against her soft tongue.
She does as I say. My fingers find her hair, twirling a curl around one of them as I guide her up and down my length.
“That’s it. Fuck.” I clench my jaw, my teeth grinding and I feel the trickle of saliva run down the side of my cock.
Uncurling my fingers from myself, I glide my palm down her side and hook her thong to the side, revealing her soaked cunt.
Teasing my fingers up and down her pussy, I take my time to rub her clit, too.
As I do, I drag her hips back and lower her cunt over my lips, spearing my tongue inside of her.
Muffled moans fill the room when I focus my tongue on her clit, my fingers finding her opening.
I sink two inside of her and I feel her cunt squeeze around me, tightening.
She pulls my cock out to the tip, pausing for a moment. I push her forward, lifting my mouth from her.
“Are you okay?” I find myself asking and her gaze dances across her shoulder looking at me.
“Can I touch you,” she asks, her breath all shaky.
“Do what you want, Lucky. Lick the tip and spit on it if you want,” I groan as I feel her fingers tighten around my length as she begins pumping up and down slowly.
My brows raise when she spits on my cock, then runs the tip of her tongue gently over my already sensitive head.
“Oh, fuck.” My toes curl as she takes me into her mouth, her fingers still gliding up and down my length.
A deep moan vibrates through me as I bring her pussy back to my mouth, my tongue quickening through her cunt. I trail up to her clit and sucking her into my mouth.
She quivers. Lapping against the sensitive skin, her back arches. Her hot mouth slides up and down my cock, her fingers still locked around me, but her movements have become laxed, slow even.
“Keep going,” I pant, pleasure making itself known, my skin blistering in goosebumps. Pulling my lips from her, a string of her arousal attached as I watch. “Please,” I beg, my fingers rounding her ass as I dig my fingers into the sensitive flesh.
She swallows me down, her body jolting forward as she gags, her cunt contracting as she does. Arousal seeps from her, but my tongue is there, swiping it up as I massage my tongue over her clit, sliding a finger inside of her with ease.
She takes me to the back of her throat again, seeming to have found a rhythm that she is comfortable with. Her head bobs up and down and stars burst behind my eyes, my orgasm coming in thick and fast.
“Fuck, yes.” I roll my hips up, peeking around her ass as I thrust into her mouth, fucking her throat.
She gags again but I don’t stop. I’m too far gone, ready to chase my release.
“Athena, oh fuck,” I hiss.
Her fingers tightening and I shoot my cum down the back of her throat, throwing my head back against the headboard as my pleasure obliterates inside of me. My chest heaves, black flecks burst in front of my eyes and my heart is pounding.
“Shit,” I hiss, leaning up and wrapping my arms around her as I pull her against me. Slowly, I roll her down my side and tuck her under my arms as I catch my breath. “I’m sorry.” I half laugh through a pant. “There is no way you haven’t done that before.”
Her cheeks flush. “I just have a good teacher,” she whispers, pressing her finger to my lips against her arousal.
“That was…” I puff my cheeks out.
“Did I do okay?”
I shake my head. “You did more than okay.” I drag my bottom lip behind my teeth.
“Yeah?” she asks, her voice barely audible.
“Yeah.” I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, losing myself in her golden ambers, wondering how the hell she landed in my arms.
I am infatuated with her. It takes all I have to drag my eyes from hers before cupping behind her head and dragging her lips to mine.
I am fucked.