Chapter 24 #4
As soon as he says it, I close my legs. God, is something wrong down there?
Do I have a nasty ingrown hair? Do I smell?
Oh, God. My heart starts racing for other reasons.
He doesn’t want to freak me out? Does he have an STD?
Is something wrong with him? I watch him roll the condom on his dick.
He tilts his head when he realizes my legs are closed.
He rests his hands on my knees and says, “I don’t normally do this, Lucy, but I really––” he tilts his head, nodding, “really want to eat you out.”
Oh.
Butterflies swarm my stomach. I squeeze my legs shut, unable to bear the pulse in my pussy any longer. He wants to eat me out? Okay, now I know why he started the sentence off like that. I’m a little freaked out by the thought. I’ve never had someone’s face down there, let alone someone’s mouth.
“You do?” I ask, and it sounds like a squeak.
He licks his lips and nods. “I really fucking do, baby, but only if you want me to.”
I’m too lost in my own world to register that he’s blushing. “Why do you?” I ask, dumbfoundedly, but I’m also dead serious. I want to know why.
He gives me a lopsided smile. “Because I…” He looks down at my legs. “I don’t know. You look…” He laughs nervously. “It’s okay, we don’t have to.”
I inhale. “Do you want to try?”
He nods excitedly. “Yeah.”
“Okay,” I say, letting my legs relax a little.
They fall to the side, and his eyes are between my legs.
My gut swirls, anticipation rolls through me.
I think I might not like this. Then he kisses my thigh, and my body is on such high alert that his mouth feels like a searing hot burn.
He travels up and looks at my pussy. Then he gently kisses it, and the first touch sends me into a moaning fit.
His tongue flicks, and I moan so fucking loud that I can’t stand it. I crawl up his headboard.
“Are you alright?” he asks with a small smile he’s trying to hide.
I shake my head. “Let’s try that another time.”
He nods. “Are you okay?”
I shrug. “Just a little uncomfortable with your face down there.” I scrunch my face. “It feels good.” I shrug. “Like really good, but…”
“Okay,” he says, getting the gist of what I’m saying. I’m totally freaking out on the inside. “Get over here.”
He doesn’t wait for me to relax. He meets me at his headboard, gripping his hand to the top of it.
He kisses me, destroying the awkwardness I had a few seconds ago.
He kisses me like he doesn’t expect anything out of it.
Our bodies are far apart, so I inch closer, feeling like if he doesn’t lie down on me, I might float away.
I let my body fall under him, my head lands on the pillow. He’s on top of me now, holding most of his weight on his forearms on either side of my shoulders. He’s being careful with how much of him is on me. I like that he is careful, but I want him to be less careful.
“You don’t have to be — you don’t have to be that careful, Bens.”
He half-smiles against my mouth. “I’m barely keeping it together. If I’m any less careful, I’m not going to make it last.”
“I don’t care,” I say, petting his face. “I don’t want you to hold back anymore.”
His eyes land on my lips, his hips press against my opening. His dick’s not entering me yet. We’re just dry humping while naked. It still feels amazing, so I moan in his mouth.
“Ready?”
I nod, feeling my heart flutter. I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe this is actually happening.
He aims, and as soon as his tip enters me, I inhale and hold my Camdenth.
He pushes a little, but it doesn’t slide in. “Relax, baby.”
I nod, but I can’t seem to. He’s so tall above me and looks completely out of my league.
I exhale, and he enters a little more. I moan, trying to handle the pleasure and pain coursing through me. He stops about halfway in when I’m trying to catch my Camdenth.
“Wait,” I mutter.
He stops immediately. He’s propped on his forearms above me with his face very close to mine and his eyes on my eyes.
“You good?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“You sure?”
I adjust my hips and moan. “Yes. Just — give me a second.”
He gives me a second. He kisses me while he gives me a second. His mouth is gentle. His hand is in my hair. He is Camdenthing hard, and I can feel his pounding heart in his chest.
I roll my head back and mutter, “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Keep going.”
He pushes against me, filling me more and more. I lift my hips to let him in deeper. And the moan that leaves my throat has me terrified of my own voice. I don’t know what that was, but it didn’t sound like me. He pushes the hair out of my face, keeping his gaze on my eyes.
“You’re really tight, babe.”
“Oh,” I Camdenthe. Is that what it is?
He glances down, so I do, too, and I notice he’s not all the way in yet, but the sight of the connection makes my insides clench.
“Fuck,” he mutters, pushing further inside of me.
I grab onto his shoulders and moan. He kisses me when I moan again. Then he snakes his hand between us and rubs the top of my pussy. I cry out, trying to pull away from him.
“Bens––” My voice stutters. “B-B-Bens.” The pleasure is thick and unbearable. I tense up, and then he sits up, staring down at his dick inside of me.
A new kind of pleasure rolls through me when I watch the look in his eyes. He rubs my clit again, and I fall onto the pillow and arch my back. “Aw, my god,” I cry.
He starts thrusting against me slowly, and it’s starting to finally feel less painful. I think he must’ve been widening my entrance this whole time. Now that he’s fully inside and able to move around, it feels a lot less like pressure.
“Holy shit, baby,” he mutters when he’s back to hovering above my face. His eyes watch me as I uncontrollably moan under him. “Look at me,” he begs. My eyes are rolling to the back of my head. My body won’t focus on his words. He says again, “Look at me, baby.”
I look at him, and he nods. “You feel so fucking good, Lucy.” He slams his hips into me, and a cry bursts out of me. “I don’t want to keep you a secret, baby. I want you all the time.”
I moan, holding onto his shoulders. He can’t simply mean that. He’s only saying that because he’s inside of me.
He says again, “Look at me, baby. Do you hear me?”
I nod. “I do,” I cry.
He kisses me and starts pounding his hips against mine, and I start to feel it in my ears.
He lifts my legs up and continues thrusting against me.
My back arches again, eyes rolling back.
He pinches my nipples, and I’m about to explode under pressure.
He slips that same hand down to my clit while his other hand holds my legs up.
Never in my life has anyone ever touched my clit other than myself, so all it takes is his fingers to rub once, twice, and I’m orgasming the best orgasm I have ever felt.
It’s intense. It’s making me shake. I moan loudly.
And it’s all from a distance because my mind’s in euphoria.
Waves of the feeling consume me until my pussy is left swollen and throbbing.
He bangs into me over and over until his legs jolt. His lips land on mine, and I think he’s coming. I grab his face and kiss him with my tongue. His hips buck a couple times inside of me until he falls on my body and rests his head right next to mine.
“Lucy,” he mutters in a warning tone. “Lucy, baby. What have you done to me?”
My pulse is racing, and my head’s empty.
I thought the tension in my body would be gone, but instead, I want him again.
My body’s buzzing in ways I’ve never experienced before, and his sated eyes do something to me that I don’t know how to explain.
I hold his head in my hands and wonder what the hell he’s done to me.