Chapter 21 #2
When she could resist the need no more, she licked all the way up, soaking his dick in her saliva. She blew on the wetness she’d created and brushed a kiss to the top of his cock, coating her lips in his precum, and took him into her mouth, making them both sigh.
Jorja wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked the first few inches of it into her mouth. She sucked, her lips and the inside of her mouth pressing and flexing softly against his shaft and the head of his cock. She wrapped the fingers of one hand around the base, stroking in time with her sucks.
“Jesus.” Gunnar’s hand tightened on her hair, and Jorja met his gaze, maintaining eye contact as she licked and sucked. She tugged on his ass, pulling him closer and encouraging him to move.
“So beautiful with your mouth stuffed full of me.” Gunnar’s praise washed over her.
His hand went to the back of her head, and he moved in time with her.
The next time he pushed forward, Jorja increased the pressure, moving forward until his cock nudged at the back of her throat, making her gag.
She swallowed quickly against the gagging, tightening her hold on his dick.
“Fuck. Beautiful.”
She grabbed onto him with both hands, using them to give her both stability and traction to do it again, sucking as his cock slid over her tongue until only the head remained between her lips, and used her tongue to lick around the head before sucking him back in.
“You are killing me,” he muttered. “Gotta stop, beautiful, or I’m gonna blow.”
Stop, are you crazy? I want to taste your cum in my mouth.
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Gunnar squeezed his eyes shut. If he kept watching her mouth on his cock, there was no way he would be able to stop the orgasm he could feel building from exploding through him.
He rode the edge of it for as long as he dared.
Just before he was about to lose the battle, he pulled her off his dick.
“Enough,” he growled and helped her to her feet, then claimed her mouth, their combined taste on her lips hot and sexy.
He scooped her up and placed her on the bed, spreading her legs wide, placed each shoe-covered foot on the edge, and pulled her butt forward.
Damn, she’d be gorgeous all spread out for me.
He dropped to his knees next to the bed.
The jolt of pain from his leg only heightened the sensations and pushed the orgasm back enough that he could concentrate on her.
He nuzzled and placed a soft kiss on the inside of each of her thighs before he started slowly kissing and licking all around her vagina and clit.
The edge of his mouth made a tiny amount of contact with her vagina and clit as he tasted and kissed his way around, constantly teasing her.
He ran the tip of his index finger around her.
“I can’t wait to suck you right here,” was the only warning he gave her before he wrapped his lips around her flesh and sucked it in his mouth. “Yum.”
He swirled his tongue around her clit, lavishing it with attention as he ran one hand over her stomach, and the other he pushed under her ass, lifting her to just the right height for him.
“Gunnar.”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Love that.”
He smiled up at her, nipped at her thigh, and sucked up a hickey, drawing the blood to the surface.
Marking her just became his new favorite pastime.
It made his balls ache and his dick throb, but mostly the knowledge that she wore his mark on her skin appeased the caveman inside him.
He turned and did the same to the other thigh until she whined, and he went back to feasting on her pussy and clit.
He flattened his tongue at the base of her vulva and moved his whole face against her, then licked one full stroke over her, first his nose and then his tongue running over her clit. The moan she emitted begged him to do it again. Who was he to resist? He repeated the motion.
She clenched her fingers, grasping at the bed clothes with her hands and lifting herself up to his mouth.
Gunnar growled in response and flicked at her clit with the tip of his tongue.
“So good. Love that,” she whispered shakily. “Mmm.”
“Me too, baby.” She was insane if she thought he didn’t. But if she had time to think, then he wasn’t doing this right. He built up a steady rhythm of sucking and flicking her clit, using the cues her sighs and body gave him to tell him what she enjoyed and what she craved more of.
He ran his hand from her belly to her nipples to play with them as he enjoyed the feast of her body.
“Please, Gunnar, so close.”
He released her clit, nuzzling it with his nose. “Not yet, baby.”
“I’m ready.”
“When I say. Not before.” He went back to licking and nipping along her pussy lips before going back to her clit, needing to hear her sexy moans as he sent her flying into orgasmville, petting and praising her softly as he licked her juices from her pussy, only to start all over again, this time adding his fingers into the mix until she hovered right on the edge of exploding under his mouth.
Her thighs shook with need, and she clamped down on his fingers. Gunnar slowly withdrew them and got to his feet, pressing against her body as he kissed her hard and deep on the lips.
“Don’t make me wait, please.” She scratched her nails down his back and shoulders.
Her whimpers were breathless in his ear as he slid his dick up and down over her pussy, between the lips, and catching on the opening but not dipping inside until she lifted her hips to meet the head of his cock and her pussy sucked him inside.
“No hands, huh?” He pressed kisses to the side of her neck, so damn tempted to mark her here too. “Overachiever.”
“You were taking too long. This girl needs.” She smacked lightly at his sides. “I need you to do something,” she reminded him.
“You do, huh?” He smiled against her neck and sank in deep, then slowly dragged his cock almost all the way out and forced himself to hold still. “If you want me, baby, take me,” he growled softly in her ear. “Take me,” he ordered. “Fuck yourself on my cock.”
Jorja muttered something he couldn’t quite make out, and he slammed his eyes shut against the intimacy when she rolled her hips and took most of his cock into her pussy.
Feeling her lifting and pushing from underneath him was almost too much, yet also not enough.
But he refused to make this all about him. “Take what you need, baby.”
He sucked and licked at one nipple, then switched to the other, cupping her breasts in his hands, massaging and rubbing.
“I need…” Jorja whined.
He released her nipple with a pop and pressed a soft kiss right next to it. “What do you need, baby? Tell me.”
“More…”
“More what?” He watched her face, looking for clues. “Deeper?”
“Yes.”
“Mmh, good. Do you think you can take me all the way?
“Deep?
“Hard? Rough, but all yours?”
“Yes.” She pressed against him and rolled her hips. “I need that. I need you to show me…”
He growled in satisfaction. “Good girl. You only have to ask.” He petted and stroked her body as he slid his hands downward.
“If you ask it of me, it’s yours.” He wrapped his hands around her waist and shifted her slightly up the bed so he could kneel.
“God, I love when you clench around me as I push into you.” He set a rhythm which left them both breathless until she was almost at the point of coming again, and knew he wanted to give her more.
She’d begged for more… more was what she would get.
It was better she figured out he was a bastard, right here, right now.
He braced himself then forced his hips back until his dick slid free.
“Asshole, whyyy?” She half launched herself off the bed as she snarled at him.
“So, I can do this.” He petted her pussy, then licked, pushing his tongue inside as she clenched around him.
“I fucking love how we taste together.” When she opened her mouth to whine, he leaned up and kissed her, showing her what he meant, then moved back to flip her over onto her knees and leaned over her back for a sloppy sideways kiss.
“Brace, baby.” He slammed into her, burying himself to the root, pushing her up the bed in one hard movement.
Holding her by the hips to keep her in place, he gave her everything she had asked him for.
Rolling his hips when he was buried deep, grinding his groin against her ass as she cried out.
Then he slowly dragged his cock out before pushing in again.
He refused to hold back, couldn’t have if he tried.
Hard. Heavy. Deep. His balls hit off her clit.
“God, I’m so close.”
He knew she was, how she clenched around him so tightly was almost too much. “I’m the asshole, remember? God wasn’t in the list of names you’ve used for me.”
“It was,” she insisted. “Jerk-God.”
“Brat.” He drove his dick in deep and slid his hands up her sides to her chest to tug hard on her nipples, and bit down on her shoulder, licking the sting away, then straightened. “Make yourself come, baby. Push.”
She did as he ordered and pushed back onto his cock and rotated her hips. “So deep,” she moaned. “So deep, it hurts so good.”
“Yes. Good girl. Again.” He both praised and asked her for more. “Beautiful.”
Her orgasm exploded through her, and she cried out. “Gunnar. Yes…” She clenched repeatedly around him.
“Fucking beautiful, baby.” His voice was unsteady. Determined to hold back, he praised and kissed her until she went limp under him, then he rasped in her ear, “My turn.”
He held her hip with one hand, her hair with the other, and ruthlessly fucked into her from behind, hard.
Harder.
Deeper.
He chased his own orgasm as she came down from hers.
When it hit, it blindsided him with burning fire down his spine as his balls pulled up.
He pushed in until he could go no further and clutched her to him as his dick pulsed, shooting cum into her pussy until it leaked and dripped out, coating her thighs.
“Jesus.” He’d known they had a connection, but he’d never expected for it to be this intense.
He wrapped her into his arms and managed to position them where he curled around her back.
“You okay, baby?” He placed a soft kiss on the back of her neck.
“Mm, yeah. I don’t want to move yet.”
“Awesome plan.” If they moved, he’d have to face the emotions rioting through him.
He already knew he wasn’t quite ready for that.
Nope, it was a much better option for them to stay curled up together and to sleep.
“We’ll just sleep here like this.” He brushed her hair over her shoulder and buried his face into the back of her neck.
Jorja interlinked her fingers with the ones he had resting on her belly. “Thank you.” She stroked her thumb over the back of his hand.
She’d better not be thanking him for sex, because he really didn’t want to get pissed off. It would burst the happy afterglow shit he was wallowing in. “Thank me for what?”
“Tonight, I had fun. You rock at dates.”
Hah, could have fooled him. “It was dinner—”
She half twisted in his arms and glared at him. “No, no, it wasn’t. You let me into a part of your world. One you didn’t share with your brothers. That means something to me.”
He tightened his arm around her waist and shifted to make sure her movements didn’t break the connection they still had.
“For the record, beautiful, I have zero intentions of ever sharing you with my damn brothers. We’re close, but not that close.
” Possessiveness—he recognized the emotion for what it was.
Did he care? With Jorja naked in his arms and his softening dick still buried deep inside her, no—not a chance in hell.