37. Stefan
37
STEFAN
“I’m going to kiss you, and then I’m going to fuck you into next week.” Her eyes widen at my words but I don’t give her a chance to think, I just do.
Covering her mouth with mine, I wrap her in my arms and sit on the end of my bed with her straddling me. Her amazing tits smash into my chest, her pointy nipples pressing into my pecs. The urge to taste them slams into me. Moving my lips from hers, I kiss along her jawline, down her neck and finally, finally, I reach her tits. Mashing my face between them, I inhale and smile.
“Did you just sniff my tits?” she asks. Before I can offer her an answer, I take her nipple into my mouth and suck. Her head drops back, pushing her chest into my face and I happily lose myself in the valley of her breasts. I alternate between her tits. When I’m not sucking and biting one, I’m massaging the other, tugging on her nipples.
The sounds coming from her have my dick harder than steel. My shaft slides between her ass cheeks and now all I can think about is taking her ass. “One day, Wren, I’m going to take your ass,” I tell her, squeezing her ass for emphasis, “but right now, now I’m going to fuck you. Any last words?”
She shakes her head and with her eyes locked on me, she lifts up and hovers over the tip of my cock. She’s smirks, thinking she’s running the show when she begins to swivel her hips over my tip, not sinking down on my shaft.
Gripping her hips in my hands, I stand up and she gasps. Walking over to the window, I press her back into the glass and with a flick of my hips, I impale her on my dick. She gasps at the intrusion and I pause, letting her adjust to my girth.
“Move,” she demands when I do nothing.
With a nod, I move.
Back and forth I thrust my hips, bottoming out with each stroke. Her pussy hugs my dick as if they were made for each other. She presses her lips to mine and my movements slow down as we kiss while we fuck.
I’m close to coming but I cannot come before her. “I need you to come, Wren.”
“I’m close,” she pants. Then she begs, “Suck my tits.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Lowering my head down, I suck her nipple into my mouth. Her walls contract around me, and when I bite the tip and then suck, she bucks her hips like a rodeo queen. Then she lets out a guttural growl, and it sends me over the edge too.
Together we ride out our orgasm, bucking and moaning. Drawing every last inch of pleasure out of one another.
Resting my forehead against hers, our hurried breaths mingle together. “That was…”
“Yep,” she agrees, then her eyes widen and she stiffens in my arms. “Ummm, we didn’t use protection.”
“I’m clean,” I quickly tell her. She eyes me. “I recently had a physical and asked them to test me.”
She nods. “Oh, me too. I, umm, I’ve never not used protection before and it’s ahh, been a while since I had sex.” She pauses. “And I have an IUD.”
“I’m not worried,” I tell her.
“You’re not?” I shake my head. “I would have thought after the Alicia thing you’d be extra careful.”
“Well, yeah, with a bunny I would, but I’m not worried with you.”
“Why?” she screeches.
“Because you’re perfect, Wren. In every way.”
“I’m not perfect, Stefan.” Rejecting my statement, she lowers her gaze.
“Look at me, Wren.” She lifts her gaze to mine. “To me you are, and I won’t hear you talk negatively. Now, let’s eat, I seem to have worked up an appetite.”
“Can I shower first?”
“Want help washing your back?”
Nodding her head, I place a quick kiss on her lips and walk us into my shower. We get a little dirtier before we get washed and while she dries her hair, I head down to the kitchen and finish dinner.
“Oh My God,” Wren states, “That was so yummy. I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”
“Great sex will do that.”
“Who said it was great sex?” she teases before taking a sip of her wine. We cracked open a bottle of red to go with our rooftop dinner.
“I do believe in the shower earlier your exact words were, ‘Oh My God! Oh My God! Oh My God! No one has fucked me so good before’ or something like that.”
“I think the water in the shower made you hear things.” She seductively glances at me over the top of her wine glass. “But I’m happy for you to try again. After all, practice makes perfect.”
“Game on, woman.”
Placing my wine glass down, I walk over to her side of the table. She stares up at me through her long lashes and smirks. Taking her wine glass from her grasp, I bring it to my mouth and drink the last sip. Her mouth pops open in shock, and she follows the movement of my hand as I return the empty glass to the table. Leaning into her, I press my lips to hers and I transfer the wine from my mouth to hers.
She wasn’t expecting that, and some of the wine runs over her chin and down her neck. She licks at the corner of her mouth, while I lick the path of the wine drop. Once again, ending up in her tits. “This is fast becoming my favorite place to be,” I mumble between her breasts.
“That so,” she teases. Lifting my head, I nod. “So I should walk around topless from now on?”
“I’d be okay with that.”
“Of course you would be.” Shocking me, she rips her top off but covers her tits with her arm. “But if I’m topless, you need to come to the party too.”
“I’m happy to go topless.” I quickly strip my shirt off and look at her in a what ya got now kind of way. A smile graces her face, and I’ve never seen her look so carefree … or beautiful.
“I think you can do better than that.” Her gaze drops to my sweatpants, and she waggles her eyebrows. With my eyes locked on hers, I push down my pants and stand before her. Naked. My dick—which is at half-mast—is at eye height. Wren licks her lips, and once again shocks me when she grips my hips and pulls me to her. She drags her tongue over the tip of my dick, circling around the slit. Then she opens wide and sucks my shaft deep into her mouth. Lifting her hands, she holds on to my ass and begins to blow me.
My head drops back, and I stare up at the dark sky as Wren sucks my dick. Not gonna lie, I’ve had plenty of blow jobs over the years but never has one ever felt this good. Wren relaxes her throat and takes me all the way in. Her eyes water and she gags but she doesn’t give up. She keeps sucking and when she squeezes my balls and presses on my perineum, I come. Shooting my load down her throat, she gulps down every last drop. Then she licks my shaft clean.
Pulling back, she sits before me topless, with a smug look on her face.
“Fuck me, Wren, that was … everything.” Her cheeks darken at my comment and she lowers her head. “Don’t shy away from me now, not after you just sucked my dick like a pro.”
“Thanks, I think.”
“Definitely a compliment.”
“Then, thank you, and you’re welcome.”
“You are something else, Wren. Who knew that underneath your ball-busting exterior was a secret wanton hussy.”
“A girl’s gotta have a few secrets.”
A laugh escapes me. “What do you say we leave this mess for the morning and I take you to bed and show you just how appreciative I am for you and your mouth?”
“I’d like that.”
Pulling her up, I slam my lips to hers. Once I’ve kissed the life out of her, I throw her over my shoulder and make my way down to my bedroom, where I show her just how much I appreciate her and tonight.