Chapter 32 – Phoenix #2
I rest my forehead against hers and inhale her breaths. “I like being with you too.” The heat of her cunt on my bare cock has me asking for something I have no right to ask. But I do it anyway. “Are you on birth control?”
“I have an IUD,” she replies, and I feel relieved at her answer. Oral contraceptives can fail if the person misses one or is on medication that might affect it. I have a four-year-old who is living proof of that.
Jordie swirls her opening over the head of my erection, and Jesus, I have no idea how I’m supposed to have a conversation when she does that.
But I rally. “I can go get a condom if you want, but I get tested twice a year as part of the company’s preventative health care program. The last time was four months ago, and I haven’t been with anyone except you since then.”
Or for quite a while before that.
She pauses, thinking about it for a long while before saying, “That seems very intimate for two people just scratching an itch.”
“And what if I want more than itch scratching?” I ask.
I’ve built walls around myself, walls I thought were impenetrable until Jordie started chipping away at them, like I’m a prisoner, and she’s trying to help me break out of my self-imposed cell.
I hold her gaze, my face serious. “I want to feel all of you, raw and without anything between us, but it’s your decision, sweetheart. ”
“You want more?” she asks, and I do my best not to nod like a bobblehead figure.
“I’ve built walls around myself, walls I thought were impenetrable until you started chipping away at them.
It’s like I’m a prisoner, and you’re breaking me out of my self-imposed cell.
” I touch her face softly. “So yes, I want more, Jordie. If you don’t right now, I underst—” My words are cut off when she sinks down onto my cock.
“I want more too,” is her simple reply. Well the words are simple, but the meaning is much more—a complicated thing that affects more than just the two of us. Though with her slickness hugging me, I’m not sure I can have a coherent conversation about it right now.
Gripping Jordie’s hips, I slide her up and down my length, both of us groaning at the satisfying sensation. “You feel perfect,” I tell her, “but I want to take you from behind.”
Coyness touches her smile, and she nods. “Yes please.”
I kiss her deeply, our tongues tangling with want and unabashed need as Jordie flexes her thigh and ass muscles to slide up and down my erection. The pull of her pussy against my cock is absolutely the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life. I need to stop this before I pull the trigger way too soon.
Reluctantly, I pull her off me and set her on her feet before fiddling with the control panel for the side jets.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“Turning off the top jets. I’m going to bend you over, and I don’t want them spraying you in the face.”
“That’s what he said,” she replies cheekily, and I laugh, cupping her face and dragging my thumb over her abused lips.
“I’m going to be rough with you, goddess, and pound into you until your knees are weak. I want you to tell me if it’s too much.”
Jordie pops one questioning eyebrow. “And you’ll stop?”
“Fuck no, I’m not stopping,” I scoff. “I’m your sex coach, not your kindergarten teacher. I’ll tell you to bend over and take every inch while I spank your ass for being insolent.”
Rising to the challenge, she props a hand on her bare hip, looking sexy as all hell with her long, wet hair hanging over her shoulders. “Bring it, Coach Hale.”
I spin her around, drawing a surprised gasp from her mouth as I grab her hands and press them against the wall. “Leave them there,” I order. Then I lift her by the waist and pull her back until she’s in the position I want her, bent at the waist and ass on full display. “Widen your legs.”
She complies, but I want her fucking spread for me, so I use my foot to kick hers out a few more inches.
Then I pluck the vibe from her finger and wash it before hooking it on my own finger.
Pushing the little button on the device, I find a continuous buzzing setting and press it against the top of her spine.
Jordie jolts, and I spank the left side of her ass cheek. “Oh!” she gasps, but instead of recoiling, she juts her ass out further, putting the most beautiful arc in her spine. I drag the vibrating toy slowly down the center of her back, following the alluring curve.
“You look so pretty spread out for me like this,” I tell her, my voice raspy with desire. My dick is so damn hard I could drive nails through concrete with it. I nestle it between her ass cheeks, remembering she named anal as something she wanted to try.
I’m tempted—very tempted—but she’s going to need a lot of preparation to take me like that.
Taking my sweet-ass time—pun intended—I move the vibe around her waist and let it rest at the juncture of her hip and leg.
Not on her pussy, but close enough she can probably feel a slight vibration in her core.
My other hand snakes around her, and I pull back my hand, delivering a smart slap to her cunt. Jordie sucks in a quick breath, but then her body seems to melt.
“Damn, why did that feel so good?” she pants, pressing her perfect behind against my groin.
I lean forward and nip her ear, letting my fingers rest between her legs. “Because you’re a nasty little girl who wants to wake up tomorrow morning with my handprint on her pussy.”
She gushes against my fingers, and I smile, slipping the vibrating toy between her legs as I continue to speak into her ear.
“Because my girl likes when I give her pleasure.” I buzz her clit for a few seconds before pulling away and smacking it again with my other hand. “And a little pain. Don’t you?”
Jordie lets out a hissing, “Yesss,” as I alternate between using the vibe on her and spanking her cunt. Over and over until she’s bowing and arching her back, which causes her ass cheeks to slide up and down my rigid length.
“It gives you balance to have both,” I tell her, pressing my mouth against the spot beneath her ear as I continue my two-handed assault on her pussy. Vibe. Slap. Vibe. Slap.
“Phoenix, please,” she whimpers.
“Please what, baby?”
“Please fuck me.”
I tut. “Such a dirty mouth, Miss McNamara.” Jordie cuts her eyes toward me, and I chuckle at her flat stare. “I want you to come before I fuck you.”
Returning the vibe to between her legs, I move my other hand around and press two fingers inside her sex from behind. Then I find the spot inside her that makes her head drop down between her shoulders as she rocks against me.
“There. That’s the spot,” she says, her voice tight as a bowstring.
I finger-fuck her while keeping the toy on her clit, and five pumps later, she’s coming all over my hand while she screams my name. With her body still trembling from the orgasm, I pull my fingers out, replacing them with my cock, and I drive home.
“Fucking perfect,” I growl as she strangles me with her pussy walls. I pull out and slam back in through the resistance of her tightness. Then I grip both her hips and ride her, my eyes downcast to where I’m stretching her open for my brutal thrusts.
“God, you’re so big,” she cries, her voice quivering.
“Take it,” I grit out. “Take every fucking inch of me.”
And she does, shoving against the wall to match me thrust for thrust, our bodies like a well-oiled machine.
I lean over her back and bite the side of her neck, sucking away the sting with my lips and tongue.
She’s wild, bucking beneath my torso as she strains for another orgasm.
Covering her hands with my own on the wall, I hold her in place while I rut into her like an animal.
I’m close—really close—but I’m determined to make sure she gets there with me.
My balls mimic the squeeze of her pussy, tightening up against my body, and I know we’re both about to go over the edge. Releasing one of her hands, I cup her chin and turn her face toward mine.
“In case you’re wondering, goddess, this is me claiming you. You’re mine.”
Then with the steam of the shower enveloping us, I close my mouth over hers and kiss her deeply as we come together, her pulsing around me, and me spilling inside her heat.
This is forever, a little voice says inside my head.
I only hope she feels the same.