Chapter Forty-Five #2
Ivory groans into my mouth, all but trembling with need as he kisses me dizzy, pawing at me and pulling me so that we’re flush. I can feel his heat and his hunger, and it’s intoxicating. Hypnotizing me even more than I’m already at his mercy.
This feels vital, us together. We’re like oxygen at high altitude, disorienting but necessary in the shallow.
Yanking him back, I pull him toward the en suite, because I have an idea for something that might soothe him. And he doesn’t question it. He comes when I call him, like he’s my pet. It’s so sexy I’m thrumming already.
Once we’re in the bathroom, we stop mauling one another long enough to breathe.
He gazes down at me, dark eyes alit with that ravenous craving as he whispers, “My Angel…”
“Are you okay?” I ask breathlessly.
He drops his forehead to mine and whimpers. An answer without words.
No…
“Take a bath with me,” I hum, stroking fingers through his silky strands of ivory.
He nods fast, pressing kiss after kiss on my bottom lip, like he physically can’t stop, hands on my neck and my chest.
I pull away just long enough to turn the water on and toss some fragrant oils and salts in. Then I undress us both in tandem. Naked, he sits on the edge of the tub, the sumptuous stone ledge around it, and I straddle him, our taut, heated bodies melting together.
It’s still wild to me, the way I feel so whole with him. Connected to my body in ways I never did before he touched me for the first time. I don’t disassociate when I’m with him, because he understands me; who I am, what I want.
I don’t feel like the parts of me aren’t mine. I know they are, and it’s fine, because he sees me. He makes me feel perfect, in every confusing facet of my identity. Like I’m not limited to one gender, one form.
Despite him pissing me off afterward, what I said to him that night was true. With him, I don’t have to be Ari or Angel. I can be both, but most importantly, I can be myself.
I am… myself. And I just can’t fathom that such a treacherous person is responsible for me feeling whole for the first time in my life.
I just wish I knew what it means… If it’s going anywhere. If it ever could.
“My beautiful little bird,” he sighs into my mouth as his hands cherish down my waist, thumbs drawing tender circles on my hips. “You make everything good.”
“Let me make you feel good,” I purr, letting his erection rest between my thighs.
We get into the bath, and as much room as there is for us to spread out in here, I’m instantly back in my place, seated on top of him. Writhing on his shape, clenching and burning when he slips between my cheeks in the water.
“Is that lube water-resistant?” He hums.
I chuckle, reaching for the tube. “Why are you acting like you’re not responsible for every item in here?”
A lazy grin forms on his full pink lips. “Don’t be fresh, baby bird. Just do what you gotta do to get me inside that sweet pussy.”
“Fuck, Diablo.” I slump forward on him, kissing him slow and ravening.
In an attempt to lubricate us in the water, I stand up, squirting lube onto my fingers. But before I can slip them between my cheeks, he grabs me and spins me around.
“Bend over,” he growls.
I’m shivering, throbbing as I bend, and he wastes no time opening me and licking me long. Deeply consuming licks and sucks, his whole tongue painting me up and down until I’m mewling and my knees are giving out.
I don’t even notice that he’s picked up the lube himself until he stuffs two wet fingers inside. No warning, so coddling. Just slow penetration that racks my body with chills.
“Ohh… God,” I choke, slipping my wet hand around myself, rubbing and kneading to match the gradual tempo of his fingering.
“Mmm tight pussy, sweet thing,” he marvels. “So very tight and hot and soft…”
“Fuck me, Diablo,” I plead, head spinning. “I need it in me.”
“Necesito,” he growls. “Turn around and come here.”
Spinning, I bite my lip as he grasps my hips and licks between my legs. Black irises shining up at me, erotic obsidian desire holding me captive. His mouth works me over, licking and sucking on every sensitive inch of me, praising in his dedication.
“Uhh… eat my pussy, baby.” I fist his hair, head tipping back.
“So so sweet.”
Before he can lose himself too much in devouring, he lifts himself out of the water, pulling me forward. I spread my legs and allow him to guide himself into me, my body welcoming him with nothing more than a firm nudge.
My eyes roll back and I gasp. He groans, this soft choked noise that’s the sexiest music to my ears as he pulls me down onto his every solid inch.
“Dios… pajarito… todo lo necesito. All of you.” His voice is hoarse, tone sonorous in bottomless devotion.
It gets me dripping just as much as that fat curve brushing over my deep sensitive spot.
He brings us down into the water, holding my hips and helping me ride. Swiveling and rocking on him, I take every inch, forward and back, bearing my weight on my knees and gripping his shoulders.
His mouth is on my chest, lapping and sucking my nipples, winding me up faster and stronger than I can ever process. Bathed in warm water, flower petals and the moon’s glow, I’m fucking him like it’s my purpose. Like my body was made for his.
“I’m… close, Papi,” I shudder, losing my mind over the sensation of our wet abs trapping my erection.
“Si?”
I nod fast.
“You wanna come, bad girl?”
“Fuck fuck fffuck…”
“Te sientes tan bien, baby… Mmff, love, you feel so fucking good.” He cups my chest, sucking rough yet worshipping on my nipple. “You love Daddy sucking on your perfect tits?”
“Unghfuck, yes,” I cry, pulsing into the water. “Yes yes yes.”
“Mmm… pretty girl. I can feel you gripping me… are you close, sweet thing?”
“Uh-huh… yea, I’m… gonna…”
He grabs my face and snarls over my mouth, “Come in me, baby girl.”
I can barely breathe. I’m falling…
“Si, Papi. Déjame…”
He pulls me off of him, kissing between my thighs while drenching me in lube. And then he turns around. I have to close my eyes for a second, because I know I’m going to come, and I don’t want to yet.
Not until I get to slide in…
“Penétrame, chicita mala,” he croaks, arching his back for me. “Uhh, push it in me, baby. Nice and deep…”
“God, fuck me…” I mewl, shaking as I angle my dick.
Twirling and dizzy, press the tip in, holding him open while he shivers. His head drops forward as my hips surge, and I feed it into the extremely tight, scorching hot fist of his body.
I didn’t get to watch it like this last time… It’s the most captivating thing I’ve ever seen.
He whines out this jagged sound, and I can see his wet flesh quaking. “Lindo… fffuuck, uhh… godfuckingdamn.”
“?Me sientes, Daddy?” I purr, and he nods fast.
“Si… fuck yes, baby girl, your dick is so big.”
Lord have mercy… I’m not gonna make it.
But I’m forcing myself to hold back with everything in me, because this is too incredible to stop. This is a combination of Angel and Ari I’ve never felt before. It’s giving me life.
Reaching beneath him, I cup his balls, and he whimpers.
“You’re shaking, baby.,” I breathe. “You like it?” My hand runs up the length of him.
I’ve never felt anything so hard… Damn.
“Mmmmyess… “Fuck me, chica. Fuck that thick swollen cock into my ass… Hard.”
Thrusting forward, I give him all of me, my pelvis crashing into his cheeks. He sobs and leaks into my hand. I squeeze it out, then bring it up to his mouth where he licks my fingers clean.
“How do you taste?”
“Mmm… so good.”
“You like the sweet cum I fuck out of you, Diablo?”
“Fuck yea, baby.”
“God, you’re such a slut for me.” Digging fingers into his hips, I draw back and slam in, again and again. Harder and harder with each thrust, I’m high on the way he looks, bent over in front of me, jostling around with my rough fucking. “Taking a pounding and loving it.”
“Guhhyesss. Fuck, sweet girl, fuck me harder. Use me.”
“Dios, I’m so deep in you.” Smack smack smack. “Tómalo, baby.”
“I’m taking your big cock…”
“No one knows what a greedy whore you are, huh, Ivory?” I rasp, unleashed in pure, delicious obscenity. “That you come down here and bend over for this little girl’s big dick?”
“God, fffuuuck, Angel, I’m gonna come…”
I’m going so hard I can barely process where I am or what I’m doing. I’m a machine, made to pump into him until we both explode. It’s going to happen.
Any… second…
“Baby, ohh, feel it. Feel me stretching you. Fucking your ass…”
“Uhh más, pajarito… Use my ass… up.”
“I’m so close, Daddy… I’m gonna come in you.”
“Come hard in me, baby girl. Fill me up.”
I’m cracking down the middle. “Mmm ffuuuckyea, I’m busting in your ass, Manuel Blanco.”
He loves when I say his real name while we’re fucking.
“Fuck fuck fuck, come deep in me… quiero… spill your seed in me, baby.”
His body immediately grips mine so tight, it pulls the orgasm right out.
Blowing off like a goddamn explosion, my anatomy is rocking, convulsing. Throbbing head to toe, aching so hard it hurts as I shoot it in and go still, keeping myself as deep as physically possible.
“Take every drop, Ivory… feel it in your stomach.”
“I do, I’m… fffucking c-coming. Uhh, baby girl, you’re making me come so hard with that sweet dick in me… in m-my wet… fucking… Oh God, oh fuck!”
Holy moly… This is by far the dirtiest thing that’s ever happened.
Cupping his nuts, I feel them twitching while he shoots. Yanking him upright, I pull his back to my chest, kissing and biting and sucking his neck and shoulders, petting his wet cock while it sprays and dribbles down his abs.
“God damn… fuck, my cock is… aching, baby.” He chokes and sputters and grips my arm, chest heaving, long dick heavy as it finally stops throbbing.
And I’m just watching it bob, watching him and how purely beautiful he is. Giving up every bit of control for me. Making me El Diablo in this moment.
Kissing and licking his wet flesh, I’m humming out the deepest satisfaction I’ve ever felt. Our hearts are joined. I can feel it.