Chapter 30 #2
“That’s it, good girl, you’re taking me so well,” he praises me, holding me in place as he uses me but I’m not mad.
Sex has never been like this for me. It was always just a chore, something to tick off the list. But this? This is so much more than sex. There’s a connection, feelings, rawness.
I let my head fall back as pleasure flutters in my lower stomach. He lowers my leg down, distracting me for a moment.
“Don’t stop,” I beg, and he smirks down at me.
“Don’t ever plan to,” he groans just as he pulls his cock from me and I whimper at the loss of him, the loss of feeling so full.
He crawls behind me, tucking himself against my body as his large hand hooks under my thigh and pulling my leg wide.
“Up on your elbow,” he mutters and I do as he says just as he realigns himself, sliding deep.
“Oh God,” I moan, my head falling back against his chest.
“Feels good, right?”
He nips at my ear and I pant as I catch his gaze across my shoulder. Hooking my arm behind his head, I pull his lips to mine, kissing him as he fucks me. Our teeth clash, tongues dance, and my insides are alight with pleasure.
“So, so good,” I whisper against his lips.
“I’m not ready to cum yet,” he groans, thrusting his hips, his cock sliding in and out. “I want you any way I can get you.”
I turn my head, my eyes fluttering closed. His relentless pounds are bringing me closer to the edge.
“Soon, I am going to flip you on your font and fuck you from behind.” His words send a pulse between my legs and I clench around him. “You like that idea, Lucky? Like the idea of me taking you from behind?” he whispers against my ear and I moan in response.
“I don’t think I am going to last,” I whimper, my orgasm teetering.
“Don’t you dare fucking come,” he growls and I feel his grip loosen on my thigh.
“I can’t, I can’t…” I pant, the ache between my legs intensifying. My stomach coils tight and that familiar cooling sensation dances up and down my spine.
Growling, he pulls his cock from me, and I roll on my back, pressing my thighs together to try and dull the aching want. His large hands push them wide, as he hovers his face over my pussy and spits.
Oh my God.
His palm rubs his saliva into my clit, and I watch as he works me up.
“Royce.”
Panic scratches at my throat as he continues to rub, my hips lifting, begging to be filled. Lifting his hand, he waits a beat and then he slaps his fingers down on my clit.
Ah. I moan, my back arching and I know I’m going to cum. He is going to work me up so good that I won’t be able to stop it.
“Your pussy is so pretty, so swollen.” He lowers his mouth down over me, sucking on my clit as two fingers swirl at my opening.
“Royce, please, I can’t.” Tears burn at the back of my eyes, it’s too much.
His tongue glides through my pussy, teasing against his fingers just as he pushes slowly into me and drags his tongue back to my clit.
My fingers grab the duvet; I am a whimpering mess. My hair sticks to my clammy skin, my nipples are hard, and I want his hot mouth everywhere.
Releasing my clit, he glides his wet lips over my burning skin. Fingers still buried inside of me, he locks his mouth around my pert nipple, sucking my full breast into my mouth as he licks and bites the skin. My hips roll up, meeting his thrusts and I can feel wetness between my thighs.
Watching him work my body in a way it has never been worked before is enough to send me free falling through the stars. Never has it felt this good.
“I’m…” I pant. “Oh God, Royce, please, I need to.” As soon as those words are off my tongue, his fingers are ripped from me and his mouth lifts.
A wicked glint crosses through his eyes and I tremble.
“I am fucking obsessed with you,” he groans, rolling himself up and reaching for my hips.
He spins me over on my front, and I press my upper body up onto my elbows.
He drags my ass up, and I wait for him to impale his cock into me, but he doesn’t.
Furrowing my brows, I look over my shoulder and see him lying on his back, his cock rock solid with precum sitting on the tip and I lick my lips.
He flicks his tongue against my clit, moaning as he does and my eyes begin to roll. I’m done for. I am going to cum so hard. One finger presses into my pussy and my hips move back and forth.
“Royce, I’m… I’m...” I can’t even form words, I am too far gone.
“Come on my tongue,” he groans, using two fingers he spreads my pussy lips, rubbing his tongue harder, faster.
“Yes, yes,” I whisper, my eyes rolling, my orgasm splintering through me.
I don’t have a second to catch my breath. His hands are on my hips, his body behind mine as he slides his cock straight into me, stretching me and he hits so so much deeper in this position.
“I want one more from you, lucky.” He tilts my hips slightly, his hips a piston, his cock sliding in and out.
Looking behind me, my lips press into my arm, and he catches me watching him. His fingers trail over my hips and squeeze my ass, pushing against me as I push back.
“Needy little thing, aren’t you?” he groans, a gentle laugh catching at the back of his throat.
Widening my legs and lowering my upper body, he sucks in a breath as I squeeze around his cock. “Fuck, that felt so good,” he murmurs, each stroke getting harder.
The familiar build up is already teasing me. How is it even possible?
I feel his body over my back as he curls his hand around my neck, giving it a gentle squeeze before he is pulling me back towards him.
I am straddled over his lap, his cock still buried inside of me.
His lips press against my neck, his hand still curled at the base of my throat, and I rock my hips over him, but fingers dig into my hip as he holds me still.
“Nah uh,” he whispers into my ear. Rolling his hips up, he fucks me like this, me on top of him, him in control. “Put your feet on the mattress,” he orders.
I press them into the mattress. His fingers fall from my throat and reach for my other hip. He widens his stance and in doing so knocks my thighs open further and he slides deeper, hitting that delicious spot and I clench, sucking him in.
He guides me up and down his cock, using me how he wants to and I don’t care. Bubbles pop deep inside of me, that sweet, delicious ache growing as each second passes and my moans grow louder.
“Yesss, that’s it, baby. Come all over my cock,” he hisses, his body jolting forward.
Once again, I am a mess, whimpering as I come, my ears ringing, stars bursting behind my eyes.
“I’m going to fill your cunt full of me,” he grunts, just as I feel his cock pulse inside of me.
We collapse on the bed. He pulls me on top of him, and I rest my head on his chest. His fingers brush my hair away from my face as I listen to the rapid beats of his heart.
No words are spoken. Nothing needed to be said.
We had both sealed our fate.