Chapter 9 #3
“Here’s what I want you to do. I want you to grab on to my head and push my face into this pretty pussy. And I want you to hold it there until you come. Do you understand?”
“Okay,” she whispers as she takes hold of my head with her hands.
Tentatively, she pushes my head back down to her center.
I can tell she wants me to take charge, and I will. But I also want her to learn what she wants and feel like she has some control. Most importantly, I want her to understand that I don’t just want her to feel good; I need her to feel everything.
As soon as she stops pushing and holds me in place, I get to work.
I run my tongue up and down, tasting and teasing her. Then I take her clit between my lips and suck hard, making her gasp. When I release it, I swirl my tongue around it to soothe the sting.
“Silas, do that again.” She’s practically panting.
I groan against her clit and continue licking and sucking. Then I move my hand from her mound and slide a finger inside her tight pussy, pumping in rhythm with my tongue.
“Oh God, Silas. I can feel it.” Her hips start to rock against my face.
I release her clit with a pop. “That’s a good girl. Give it to me. Soak my face with that sweetness.”
I pump my finger in and out faster, then add another finger and scissor them to stretch her a little more. I’m a big guy, and I don’t want to split her in half the first time we fuck.
She’s tightening around my fingers, so I know she must be getting closer.
I suck, lick, and swirl my tongue around her clit as her moans get louder.
Brooke’s hips are grinding and rocking against my face as her orgasm hits. “Silas! Fuck. Don’t stop.”
Not a fucking chance.
Now, my hair is cropped short, but she somehow manages to grab hold of some on the top and tugs as she reaches her peak. A shot of pain rushes through me and nearly makes me come too.
I can barely breathe, but I don’t stop until she releases her hold on my head.
When I do, I kiss my way back up her body and settle between her legs, grinding my dick against her center. I kiss her lips gently, but then she grabs my face and deepens it, slipping her tongue inside my mouth. She sucks on my tongue and rolls her hips. I can feel her pussy soaking my boxers.
When she pulls back from the kiss, she’s breathless. “Silas, that was …” She laughs and shakes her head. “I know for certain that’s never happened before.”
“Is it bad that that makes me happy?” I run a finger over her lips. “I want to be the only one who’s ever made you come.”
She kisses the tip of my finger. “Okay, that works for me. But I think we need to get those boxers off, so we can, you know …” she says, blushing.
“Fuck?” I smile wickedly.
“Yes, that.” She moves her hands from my face to my neck, then down my back.
“Take them off then.”
I don’t move from between her legs, but I twist my body enough for her to reach between us and tug my boxers low on my thighs. When she can’t reach further, she tucks her foot in between my legs and pushes them the rest of the way. Then I kick them off my feet.
When I roll my body back over hers, her silky cunt hugs my dick.
“I don’t mean to rush, and I’m all for making this last all night, but if I don’t get inside you soon, I think I might explode.”
She giggles. “We don’t want that. Do you have condoms?”
“Fuck. I don’t. I didn’t really plan on getting married and fucking my bride this weekend.” I kiss her lips. “Let me call down and have them bring me a box.”
“They can do that?” she says, surprised.
“Yeah, Cupcake, they can.” I wink and start to roll off of her, but she wraps her legs around my waist.
“Silas, can we try it without a condom? I’ve never done that before, and I know it might sound stupid, but I feel like I want to do that with my husband.”
My already-hard cock leaks with pre-cum. “Are you sure? Are you on birth control?”
She nods enthusiastically. “Yes, I’m on the pill, and Eli always wore condoms. The first few times, he even wore two. But we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“Oh, I definitely want to. But don’t mention Eli again right before I fuck my wife,” I practically growl. “And just so you know, I haven’t been with anyone since the beginning of September, never without a condom, and I got tested after that last time.”
“Okay,” she whispers. “So, no condom then?”
“No condom.” I lean down to kiss her, and it’s wet and dirty and full of heat.
She slips her hand between us and takes my cock in her hand, stroking it up and down. “Good God, you’re so thick and massive.”
“Don’t worry, Cupcake. You can take it.” I smooth a hand over her head. “But if it hurts at all, you have to tell me.”
She nods. “Okay.”
Her hand moves up to the tip, and she squeezes once, then moves her hand back down and positions the head of my cock at her opening.
Holy fuck.
I take her mouth with mine, peppering soft kisses as I push in slowly.
Being bare inside her steals the breath from my lungs; her pussy is warm, overwhelming, and far more intimate than I expected.
My body shivers as I take in the sensation.
It’s a first for me, too, and damn if I nearly lose the breath in my lungs from how good she feels. My hips still. She feels like heaven.
I groan when she tightens around me. “You’re taking me so good, baby. Relax.”
She tips her head back, moaning as I hit deep. “I feel so full.”
I push up onto my elbows and frame her face with my hands. “You ready for me to move?”
Her hands run down my back. “I think I’ll die if you don’t.”
Our mouths smash together, and we let the feeling of our bodies coming together carry us where words don’t need to follow.
Without breaking our kiss or our rhythm, I take hold of her thigh and put her leg over my shoulder. The stretch makes me reach even deeper inside her.
Our pace gets faster with every thrust of my hips, and when I feel her walls clench around my dick, I break the kiss. “Come for me, Cupcake. Claim my cock. Claim your husband.”
“Ah fuck! Silas! I’m coming!”
I remove her leg from my shoulder and drive into her, hard and fast, as she comes. My orgasm erupts, nearly stealing my breath.
“Goddamn. You feel so fucking good, baby,” I pant as I paint her inside with my cum.
“Silas,” she says breathily, “I don’t think I’ll be able to move tomorrow.”
“That’s okay. I can carry you.” I press a soft kiss to her lips.
“It was the husband line that did it for me, you know.” This time, she kisses me.
“Huh?” I lift my head to see her eyes.
“When you said to claim my husband, that’s what tipped me over.” She smiles and runs her hand up the back of my head.
I kiss the tip of her nose. “Oh, yeah? I’ll remember that, baby.”