Chapter 16 #2
“Good thing since you want to scream tonight,” I say right before I spin her back around and bring my mouth to hers.
Our lips collide, and I lift her by the ass to pin her against the door.
Her legs wrap around my waist in just the right spot that her center smooths along my length.
“Feel that, baby? That’s how you make me feel.
That’s how much you turn me on.” I pulse into her, and she groans into my mouth. “Think you can take all of this?”
My lips move along her jaw, nipping at her skin as she glides against my cock. “You’re . . . you’re so big. I don’t . . .” She moans when I nip at her neck. “God, I don’t know.”
“You’re going to take all of me, Blakely, even if it takes hours. Your pussy will take every last fucking inch of me.”
And then I walk her back to the bedroom, keeping my mouth on hers the entire time until I hit the bed and lay her down carefully. Those hypnotic eyes stare up at me as I take off my shirt and toss it to the ground.
Her gaze roams over my chest, she wets her lips, her entire expression making it clear how much she wants this. That gives me all the motivation to continue taking what I’v e always wanted since the moment I met her.
I undo my pants and push them down, leaving me only in a pair of black boxer briefs.
She scoots back on the bed, and I move over her.
I lean down and bring my mouth to hers as my hand slides up her side to her breast, where I squeeze it in my palm.
Her back arches against me as she moans with satisfaction.
“Do you like your nipples to be played with?” I ask while I move my mouth down her neck again.
Pausing at the juncture of her shoulder to suck on her skin, I know damn well it will leave a mark and don’t give two fucks about it.
Because I want her waking up tomorrow knowing who owned her the night before.
“Yes,” she says as I move to her breasts.
“Good,” I say right before I tug on one of her nipples with my teeth.
“Fuck,” she says as she lifts her back, arching so high that her breast slams into my mouth. I open wide and suck hard, taking in her nipple and swirling my tongue around it while my hand plays with her other breast. “Don’t stop.”
Is she insane? The only way this is ending is if she tells me to end it.
I can’t get enough of her. I can’t move fast enough. I want everything from her.
I move to her other breast and squeeze it while sucking her nipple, pulling and tugging. Offering a little nibble that drives her nuts.
“How fucking wet are you?” I ask as I bring her breasts together and kiss between them and then move to her stomach, where I kiss down to her belly button. I spread her legs, giving me room, and then feel her grow uncomfortable for a moment, so I pause. “I want that pussy on my tongue.”
“Halsey . . . I . . .”
“Tell me to stop. That’s the only way I won’t bury my face between your legs.
” I pause for a second, giving her a moment to decide, and when she doesn’t say anything, I tear off her underwear and marvel at how bare she is before I settle between her legs, spread her open, and press my tongue against her clit.
Her legs shoot up to her chest where she grips them as she shifts her pelvis forward. “Oh my God,” she cries out as I flick my tongue across her clit rapidly.
If I wasn’t so desperate to hear her come, I’d take my time with long, languid strokes, but fuck it, I need this. I need to see her lose herself with me in control.
“You taste so fucking good. Fuck, I could spend hours between your legs.” I dive my tongue against her while my hands travel up her body to her breasts where I play with her nipples.
Rolling.
Teasing.
Tugging.
She moans even louder as her body starts to tense.
“I want you coming on my tongue. I want you coming all over my goddamn face.” I bury my mouth even more between her legs, lapping up every ounce of her pleasure, while her orgasm builds and builds.
“Oh fuck, Halsey. Oh God. I’m . . . I’m right there.”
I bear down, flicking my tongue so rapidly that I can barely breathe, and when she’s just about to come, I pull away and press two fingers inside her.
“Oh . . . God,” she groans as I scoop my fingers inside and against her G-spot. Her eyes fly open. Her legs shoot out as her hands grip the sheets. “Fuck . . . ahhhh,” she yells, and it’s the most gorgeous fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
I move her legs open again, continue to scoop upward, and finish her off with my tongue, licking her until she screams my name in ecstasy and falls over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her entire body and making her convulse beneath me.
“What a fucking greedy pussy you have,” I say as I move my fingers against her inner walls, feeling her squeeze them tight.
“You better squeeze my cock like that.” I remove my fingers, and with my eyes on her heady ones, I slip them inside my mouth and suck every last drop of her off me. “You’re fucking delicious.”
While she floats down from her orgasm, I remove my boxer briefs, my erection so fucking hard that it’s painful.
I grip it and start pumping, moving some of the pre-cum over my length to help.
As I stare down at her, I say, “I’m going to fuck you so hard tonight that you’re going to forget your name. ”
Then I flip her over to her stomach and prop her ass up in the air. I smooth my hand over the smooth skin right before spanking her, leaving a red mark right where I like it.
“Oh fuck, Halsey.”
I pause before doing it again and lean forward. Speaking close to her ear, I ask, “Did that hurt?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want it again?”
She takes a second, swallows, and then nods. “Yes.”
I smile and then place a kiss between her shoulder blades, down her spine, right on her ass, and then lift and spank her again.
“Fuck,” she groans. This time, it’s a pleasurable sound. “Oh my God, why do I like that?”
“Because you’re my good girl who likes to be punished.” I spank her again, and she groans into the mattress.
I smooth my hand over the red spot and lean down, pressing more kisses along her back.
“Are you on birth control?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she says.
“Good, because I want this cunt bare. Tell me if you don’t want that.”
She doesn’t answer.
“Tell me, Blakely.”
“I want you bare,” she says, her voice wavering.
Nervous she might be second-guessing that choice, I flip her back over and look her in the eyes. Her dazed, dreamy eyes.
“Are you nervous?”
Her eyes find my cock, and I watch them widen as she takes me all in. “Halsey,” she whispers.
I don’t want her to be scared, so I take her hand, and I bring it to my cock. “Feel me,” I say. “Explore me.”
Tentatively, her hand smooths around my length before squeezing it. She then sits up and pushes me down on the bed. I lie down and sift my hands behind my head, giving her full access as my erection strains up my stomach.
“Jesus,” she says as she straddles my legs.
And at this moment, I’ve never felt luckier. Because I have Blakely, my dream girl, naked and on top of me, touching my cock like it’s the most magnificent thing she’s ever seen. I couldn’t have dreamed this, never in my wildest dreams, yet here I am, experiencing it, feeling it, being with her.
“You’re gorgeous,” I say as she slides her hand up my length. “So fucking beautiful, Blakely.”
Her eyes meet mine.
She wets her lips.
And then she lowers down on top of me and presses her mouth to mine. I roll on top of her, and she spreads her legs, making room for me as I run my length along her slit while my mouth takes control of hers.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I say between kisses.
“I want to own this body.” I grip her breast. “I want to fuck every inch of it. Come all over you, inside you.” I kiss her jaw as her legs spread even more.
“I want your voice hoarse from screaming. I want you waking up tomorrow with the feel of me still between your legs.” I move to her neck.
“I want to ruin you, fuck you so hard that you’ll never think of another cock. ”
She groans, and I press the head of my erection against her entrance. She tenses, so I bring her hand to her pussy and whisper, “Play with yourself. Relax and show me how you give yourself pleasure.”
I sit back just enough to see two fingers making slow circles over her clit.
“Is that how you masturbate?” She nods. “Good.”
And as she slowly starts to relax, I push myself inside her.
“This tight hole, fuck, it will be the death of me.” I roll her nipple between my fingers. “Relax, baby. I need you to relax.”
She lets out a deep breath, and I allow myself another inch.
“Fuck,” she says, her head thrashing to the side. “You’re so big.”
“You made me this hard. The taste of your cunt on my tongue, the sound of your cries in my ear. I want more. I’m going to fuck you so hard, Blakely. Relax so I can make us both come. Keep playing with yourself.”
Her hand moves faster, and I lean down and start making bite marks along her collarbone, only to soothe it with kisses. She sighs again, and I press in another inch. Halfway there. But she’s so tight, I feel like I could come, just like this, half in.
“Baby, please, I’m fucking dying here.”
“Just . . . just press in.”
“No,” I say as I kiss her neck, sweat starting to form on my lower back as I exercise an immense amount of control. “I’ll go slow and savor every moment of this.”
She sucks in a sharp breath of air. “I just need you in.”
Understanding where she’s coming from, I say, “Let out a deep breath.” She exhales, and at the same time, I thrust my hips all the way until I bottom out.
The sensation of being wrapped so tightly by her makes my eyes roll in the back of my head.
“Fuck, this tight cunt is going to make me pass the fuck out.”
I grip the blankets beneath us, my knuckles going white as I feel like I’m stuck in a vise grip. She’s so tight it’s almost borderline uncomfortable, threading between pain and absolute pleasure.