11. Dempsey
11
Dempsey
H ow the fuck did I get here? How am I a lucky enough bastard to have my face between this Queen’s legs, preparing her to take my cock that wants to explode just thinking about being inside her?
I press a finger to her soaked entrance, and she inhales.
“Pepper, remember your safeword is bunny. Don’t be afraid to use it.”
“I know. Thank you.”
Reaching up, I lace my fingers through hers as my other hand pushes a finger into her pussy in a slow rhythm, going deeper with each pump. She’s tight. I expected her to be, but there was no way for me to prepare for the ecstasy that comes with it.
This is such a fucking gift that she’s giving me. I haven’t touched a woman since I came into Katy’s life. Not solely because of her. She was a child when I became her bodyguard. Because this world is fucking cruel, and women have it worse than any man. Putting my protection into Katy and then Owen has been my sole purpose, and I’ve put everything I have into it. Except for that day…
“Hey?” Katy caresses my hair, and I look up her body into her eyes. “Where’d you go?”
Leaning down, I suck her clit into my mouth. I don’t want to talk or think about that day. I want to be in the here and now and savor every second of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity she’s trusting me with.
When I enter a second finger, she clamps down on me, and the thought of my cock feeling this makes me safeword in my head.
Bunny. Bunny. Bunny.
Think of that blue fucking bunny because I can’t blow my load before I’m even inside her.
By the time I manage a third finger, she’s a writhing mess.
“You’re almost ready for me. How about an orgasm to get you the rest of the way there?”
“Oh, fuck. Yes, please.”
Her neediness is evident in her breathy plea. I don’t make her wait and go back to devouring her pussy. The piercing shocked the fuck out of me, but I honestly shouldn’t be surprised. Katy is bold and ballsy, and piercing her genitals is right up her alley. And it’s hot as fuck. She wasn’t kidding when she said it was a bullseye. The jewelry is pierced right under her clit, and the opening of the horseshoe ring directs me exactly where to go.
Her moans are the most erotic thing I’ve ever heard, and my eyes occasionally drift to the baby monitor, hoping she doesn’t get too loud and wake up Owen.
I move my fingers in a “come hither” motion, and Katy almost lifts off the bed.
“Oh my god. What…what are you doing?”
Her breaths come in short quick puffs as I stroke her G-spot and suck on her clit. She’s right on the edge. I can feel her walls fluttering around my fingers, ready to tip over the edge of release any second.
“Fuck. Oh, Viktor. Oh fuck. Ahh.”
The dam breaks. Her pussy convulses around my fingers and sucks me in. I can’t wait for my cock to feel this.
Katy’s orgasm begins to subside, but I’m not ready to give up my treat. I continue to lazily lick her after reluctantly pulling my fingers from her dripping pussy.
“Strip.”
“What?” Her forceful tone takes me by surprise.
“I said, strip. I won’t ask again.”
Holy fuck. I won’t make her ask me again. I sit up on my knees and awkwardly take off my boxer briefs. She watches me with hungry eyes.
“Any surprise piercings for me to find?”
Brat.
“Why don’t you find out for yourself.” To my surprise, she shifts her position and grips my cock without any hesitation.
Not a brat, clearly a vixen.
I stare at the ceiling as her fingers explore. There’s nothing to find, but I didn’t expect her to so willingly look when I told her to. She once again surprises me.
“Pep—FUCK.” I clamp a hand over my mouth to contain my outburst as Katy’s hot mouth surrounds the tip of my cock. “You just…oh fuck…you could’ve fucking…warned me. Fucking Christ.”
My soul has left my body via her mouth. Just the tip. That’s all she has in her mouth. One hand squeezes the base of my cock while her tongue laps at the pre-cum that I know has to be leaking out.
She pops off, and my body convulses.
“It’s salty.”
Oh fuck. Now she’s talking about my pre-cum. I’m having trouble holding my shit together. I’m a grown man struggling with prepubescent boy problems. She licks my tip like an ice cream cone, and I praise every deity I can think of. This woman is going to kill me.
“Katy,” I plead through gritted teeth.
“Pepper. Call me whatever you want during the day, but at night, when you’re mine, you call me Pepper.” She sits up on her knees and pulls me in for a kiss. I can taste remnants of me on her tongue. “The level of spice you’ll get will depend on how good of a boy you are.”
Gone.
Fucking fried.
Mush.
What’s a goddamn brain?
I don’t even have thoughts to explain what those two words just did to rewire my brain chemistry. I’ll bow at her feet and be her good boy any fucking day.
“I’m yours, Pepper.”
“Good.” She caresses my beard and taps the tip of my nose with her finger. “Go sit against the headboard.” I open my mouth to question or object, but she puts a finger over it. “Now.”
I shuffle around her and lean my back against the headboard. Her smile is beautifully devious as she crawls up my legs. My heart stops at the sight of her swaying breasts, and I need my mouth on them again. The moment she sits up, I do just that. The sweet taste of her breastmilk flavors my tongue, and I moan around her nipple. I suck like I’m a starving man.
Katy’s hips move forward, and her wet pussy glides over my cock. My jaw involuntarily clamps, and she gasps in pain. Horrified I hurt her, I pull away, or try to. Katy grabs my head and pulls me back to her nipple.
“Do it again.”
I suck her nipple deep into my mouth and bite down. Milk squirts in my mouth, but it’s overshadowed by the guttural moan of pleasure Katy makes.
Fuck she’s perfect.
Her hips grind over my cock in rhythm to my sucking and biting, and I’m losing my mind. It’s all too much. I can’t concentrate on one sensation over the other.
Katy reaches up and pulls out my hair tie, running her fingers through and pulling at my roots. I’m a madman lost in lust and pleasure when I feel her hand curl around my cock again. Her hips rise, and my tip coasts over her entrance.
I want inside her. I want inside her so fucking bad.
She lowers. She lowers so. Goddamn. Slow. It takes everything in me not to buck up and drive myself into her. Katy’s hips sway back and forth, edging me inside her. I know my biting has become more aggressive, but she makes no move to stop me—her panting and moaning increases with each passing second.
I know she’s taken all of me when she’s seated and breathes a long, contented sigh.
“Tell me what to do up here. What do you like, Viktor?”
“I. Like. You.” I punctuate each work with a small thrust, and her hands fly to my shoulders for leverage.
“Looks like I don’t have to do all the work up here myself.” She sways her hips in a circle, and I see stars.
“Pepper.” I grit my teeth, and I growl her name in warning.
“Does it not feel good?” She rocks side to side, and I grip her hips to stop her.
I drop my head to the headboard and take a few cleansing breaths.
“Hey, Viking? I don’t care if you come in five seconds or fifty minutes. You’ve already given me an orgasm. It’s your turn. Chase your pleasure. You have my permission to be rough if you need to be. That’s why I’m up here. Ultimately, I’m in control.”
She’s giving this to me. Katy’s letting me take my pleasure from her. She’s trusting me.
“I’m so feral for you right now. I don’t think I can handle anything more than quick and dirty.”
She rests her forehead on mine and smiles. “Then it’s a good thing I have a shower.” She scratches her nails through my beard, and I buck my hips up, causing the sexiest moan. “Again.”
“Hold on, Pepper.” I dive my lips to her neck and tighten my grip on her hips before taking us both for a ride.
She feels so fucking good surrounding my cock. I want to feel her come all over me again, her pussy sucking my cock.
“Can you come again?” She bobs her head furiously, and I sink lower onto the bed. Adjusting our angle, her piercings rub against my body stimulating her clit. I’m teetering closer to the edge than I’d like. I want to make this as good for her as it is for me, but I’m struggling.
“Tell me. Tell me when you’re going to come. I’m waiting for you, Pepper. Get there for me baby.”
“Close. I’m so close.”
I know what will help, and I want one more taste. I lean down and capture her nipple between my teeth. I suck it in and feel her walls clamp down on me.
“Oh fuck,” I mumble around her peak in my mouth.
“I’m coming. Fuck Viking.”
Thank fuck. I pump twice more before my cock fills her. Her pussy milks the come from me and it’s fucking, hot and sexy and…messy. It’s messy .
“Fucking shit, Katy.” I pull her off me and push her down my thighs. I stare in disbelief at my very naked, glistening cock.
Naked.
No condom.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuck!
“What the fuck, Viktor?”
“We…there’s no…we didn’t use protection.” My brain is mush for a completely different reason than before. “I’m so fucking sorry. Shit.” I crawl out from under her. “Fuck I’m an idiot.”
“For which part? The sex? Sex with me? I’m clean and on birth control.”
There’s venom in her questions. She’s pissed, and I can’t blame her. I took advantage of this situation.
“I-we shouldn’t have. Fuck. I’m an asshole. I’m sorry.” I can hear her protesting, but I can’t comprehend the words. Leaving her room, I go straight to the guest bathroom and lock the door.
Fuck.