Celeste Chapter 9 #2
I thought he was leaving me, but he wasn’t.
No, he pulled me upright. Then, he shrugged off his cut and took it to the chair in the corner.
I watched as he hung it on the back of it, then sat and removed his boots and socks.
When he was through, he came back to me.
His hand went over his neck, and he had his T-shirt off in one pull.
It was tossed to the floor. All he was left wearing were his jeans.
The bulge in the front of them was enormous.
My nipples were burning, and between my legs, I was sopping wet.
My clit throbbed. But I didn’t try to touch myself.
Something told me that would be a big no for Hulk.
Instead, I motioned him closer. He moved.
I ran my hands up his body as far as I could reach.
That put me at his pecs. They were chiseled pieces of marble.
His skin was so warm. And his nipples were tight buds.
I scratched my nails over them, causing him to jerk and groan.
“You’re so beautiful,” I breathed, tracing his musculature and the outlines of his various tattoos.
“I’m glad you think so, but it’s nothing compared to what I know you look like under those clothes. I need you naked, Celeste. I need it more than my next breath,” he growled.
“Do you want me to remove my clothes, or do you want to do it?”
“Me. You sit still and let me unwrap my gift.”
The tone of his voice made me shiver. He sounded like he wanted to devour me.
I’d never had a man sound that way about me, like he would die if he couldn’t have me.
And like the latest dream of mine about him, he removed my clothing as if it were hiding a treasure.
But there was no slow peeling off the layers.
Instead, he was almost frantic to get to what was inside, like a kid at Christmas.
Hulk had my top off in two blinks, then my bra was ripped away.
His slightly rough movement made my body ache more.
I’d secretly always wanted a man who would be part beast in bed.
It seemed I might get that with Hulk. His hands cupped my overflowing breasts.
I’d hated them since they started to develop when I was ten.
By fourteen, I’d been a size C. Now, I was a DD.
However, seeing them cupped in his huge hands, they seemed the perfect size.
Hulk kneaded them then plucked one of my distended nipples hard, making me cry out. More wetness soaked my pants.
“Goddamn, look at these beauties. They’re so much better than what I pictured,” he said hoarsely.
“You pictured my breasts?”
“Hell yeah, I did. I’ve tried to imagine what every inch of your body looks like naked. God, I gotta,” he muttered.
“Gotta w—” My question was cut off by me choking on a gasp.
Hulk had sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and was sucking aggressively on it.
I felt the pull from it to my core. Automatically, my hand came up to cup the back of his head, drawing him closer.
His hand continued to massage the opposite breast while his mouth and that hand played with the first one.
He was making these rumbling sounds of appreciation.
All I could do was let him feast. However, I didn’t sit there taking without giving.
While he was busy, I ran my hands all over every inch of his body I could get to—his shoulders, broad chest, upper back, and down to his ribs.
I wished I could get my mouth on him, but the way he was nursing, it wasn’t possible.
I scored my nails down his back and arms. That move made him suck harder and squeeze more.
Unable to stand it, I maneuvered my arm until my hand could slide down his abs to the waistband of his jeans, then further.
I moaned when I encountered the rude erection he was sporting.
It was incredibly hard and big. I was dying to see it.
He jerked when my hand cupped it, but he groaned, sending vibrations through my breast when I squeezed, then stroked up and down.
I wanted him to be desperate for me like he was making me for him.
Suddenly, Hulk reared back, letting go of my breast with a pop. His eyes were electrified. As he stood, my hand slipped free, but I didn’t have time to mourn it. Hulk gripped my waist as he stood, bringing me to my feet with him.
“These have to go,” he panted as he popped the snap and tugged down the zipper of my jeans. Wanting him naked, too, I tore at his fastenings.
When both our pants were undone, he shoved mine down, and he kept bending until they were to my feet. I held onto his shoulder so I could balance as I stepped out of them. This move left me standing there in nothing but the thong I had on. It didn’t cover much, and the way he purred, he liked that.
I gasped and jumped because Hulk buried his nose in the front of my thong. His hands gripped my ass cheeks hard. Then he rubbed his face back and forth.
“Hul—, I mean Kai, what are you doing?” I asked hoarsely.
His muffled reply made me even more aroused.
“I’m learning your scent. You smell amazing. And I want your scent to be all over my face. It’ll mark me the way I’m gonna mark you with mine.”
All I could do was whimper. His dark chuckle drove the fire inside of me higher.
Hulk shifted his face up to the thin string that made up the sides of my thong.
There was a tug, and then as it gave away, he moved to the other side.
I realized he’d torn my thong loose using his teeth.
The other side suffered the same fate. With them loose and my legs slightly parted, my thong dropped to the floor.
Hulk’s hands shifted back to my hips, then he pushed, causing me to fall back onto the mattress.
I landed with my legs hanging off the side.
My legs were shoved much further apart, and then I cried out as a warm, wet, slightly rough tongue licked from my entrance to my clit.
When he got to my nub, Hulk paused so he could suck my clit into his warm mouth, where he proceeded to thrash it with his tongue.
As if that wasn’t enough, a rough finger petted through my folds, then teased the opening to my vagina before thrusting slowly inside.
That was all it took for me to come. I cried his name as I did. Hulk eagerly lapped up my natural lubricant. He hummed. My orgasm seemed to drive him to make me come again, based on how his tongue, teeth, lips, and fingers got moving faster and pushed me toward a second orgasm with a vengeance.
“Oh God, Kai, it’s too much. I’m gonna come again,” I warned him.
He paused long enough to say, “Good. That’s what I want. Cover my face with your sweetness.”
As he kept driving me insane, I knew I wanted to feel and touch him.
After this, I had to get his pants off. It took him barely two minutes to push me to the pinnacle, then I fell over it.
I yelled louder and longer than the first time.
And the devil refused to stop while I was coming.
Finally, as the second climax eased, I pushed at his head.
His hair wasn’t long enough for me to use it to pull him away.
Reluctantly, he lifted up but only after two more licks, a suck and kiss to my throbbing clit.
“Yessss,” he drawled.
“I adore what you’re doing, but I want to see and touch you, Kai. Please, let me take off your jeans. I need you naked with me,” I pleaded.
“If that’s what my Troublemaker wants, I can only comply…this time,” he smirked as he rose to his feet—towering before me.
I ran my eyes from his shiny mouth to the bulge in his jeans.
Pushing myself to a sitting position, I reached out and grabbed the waist of his pants.
Working them a little, I got them free and down to his knees.
Underneath, he wore a pair of tight briefs.
Breathing raggedly, I dragged those down to his knees, too.
His cock popped free and bounced. It was so rigid, it stood straight out. I gulped.
His cock was the biggest I’d ever seen, whether in person or in porn. It was in proportion to the rest of him. Unable to resist, I forgot to get his pants the rest of the way off. Instead, I latched onto his cock. He groaned.
I cupped his sac first, gently kneading the two large balls.
Then, I circled his base with my hand, only to find that my fingers didn’t quite meet.
His thickness prevented it. Veins stood out along the entire length.
The head was dark purple and shiny, with precum oozing from the slit.
I stroked my hand up and down, making sure not to touch the head.
I did that a few more times, while fondling his balls. I knew it was making him crazy that I didn’t touch the most sensitive spot, the head. He let me get away with it for a couple of minutes before he gruffly said.
“Touch the fucking head, babe, before I take it away,” he threatened.
Not wanting him to do that, but still wanting some control.
I touched it, but not the way he expected.
Instead of using my fist, I swooped in and sucked the head into my mouth hard.
As he gasped, I thrashed it with my tongue, mimicking how he had tongued my clit.
Feeling good about making him moan, I added hand pumps to the sucking.
I smiled when his hand grabbed my hair at the scalp, and he pushed me further onto his cock.
My mouth was open as wide as possible. Hell, when I went to the dentist, they didn’t make me open this far.
The tight fit made it hard for me to do much tongue motion, but the sounds Hulk made told me he wasn’t caring.
When I got enough of his cock in my mouth to trigger a gag reflex, Hulk groaned. Surprise, I didn’t have one.
When the tip touched the back of my throat, he didn’t force me to take more. I chose to do it. I pushed further, making it slip into the top part of my throat. Holding my breath as I swallowed a few times, I hummed.
“Jesus fucking Christ! Celeste, babe, God, that’s it. Take it,” he said raggedly.
I did. I kept working up and down his long length until he pushed me backward, causing me to lose hold of him and to land on my back. I lay there panting and trying not to reach between my legs to relieve the tension that sucking his cock caused. Hulk kicked free of his jeans and briefs.
Suddenly, he was looming directly over me. He was breathing hard.
“I need inside of you right this second. Will you let me inside of you?”
“Yes, I’ll gladly let you inside,” I whispered. The time had come. I was both thrilled and nervous. He was so big. God, please let him fit.
However, he didn’t move. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Are you on birth control?”
“Ah, uhm yeah, I am.” Shit, I’d forgotten about protection. I didn’t have any condoms with me. I assumed he did, though.
“Thank God,” he muttered.
Then my legs were pushed further apart until they were fully spread as far as they could go. His hips tucked in snuggly, then I groaned as I felt the blunt tip of his cock touch my entrance.
“Wait, what about a condom?” I reminded him.
“I’m safe. I assume you are, right?”
“Yes, of course I—” my ability to finish my comment was cut off as Hulk pressed further inside.
I was soaked, yet the stretch burned as he slowly parted my swollen channel. He pushed at a slow, steady pace. Even with the burn, it felt incredible.
“Tell me if you need me to pause. Celeste, you don’t know how unbelievable you feel. So fucking snug. I want to pound this pussy, but I won’t. I won’t hurt you,” his voice said roughly.
“Just get in there and give me a minute to adjust, then you can take me however you want.”
His eyes widened. “Are you kidding me?”
“No, I’m not. You have no idea how hot I’ve been in bed at night, imagining you taking me. And your inner beast was barely leashed. It was rough and savage, but I wanted and adored it. I’ve never had that done to me. I’d like to see what it’s like.”
His lips drew back from his teeth as he growled and pushed deeper. I held on to see if I’d asked for more than I could handle.