Chapter 33
“Wait. What are you doing?” Kristen demanded, trying not to panic when she suddenly found herself thrown over his shoulder.
“Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this moment?” Garrett asked, wrapping one arm around her legs, ensuring that she didn’t fall off while he reached up with his other hand and-
Oh, God...
“How many?” Kristen somehow managed to get out when he kneaded one cheek and then the other while she hung there, struggling not to moan.
“Christ. I lost count years ago,” Garrett said as she felt him turn his head and press his lips against her hip.
“That really doesn’t explain why I’m currently hanging over your shoulder,” Kristen pointed out as he took his time massaging her bottom, alternating between kneading it and gently caressing it as he carried her back into the bedroom.
“Doesn’t it?” Garrett asked as she felt his hand moving lower and-
“Oh, God...” Kristen moaned when she felt his finger sliding teasing her lips.
When she felt his finger push past her lips, Kristen closed her eyes and moaned while he took his time, slowly pushing his finger inside her only to pull it back and do it again. It felt so good, she thought when the next moan had her grabbing onto his hips and holding on.
While she hung there, Garrett took his time driving her crazy, every slow thrust of his finger left her desperate to push back, needing to move, but the position kept her from doing anything more than moaning against his back.
It felt so good, Kristen thought, moaning his name one minute only to grumble the next when he pulled his finger free and she suddenly found herself being placed in the middle of her bed.
She watched as Garrett, who looked really freaking determined for some reason, climbed onto the bed with the large and incredibly thick appendage standing between his legs, leading the way. With a satisfied sigh, he grabbed what appeared to be an extra-firm pillow and-
“You were right,” Garrett said conversationally as he reached down and hooked one arm beneath her knees and picked her up off the bed so that he could place the pillow beneath her hips.
“About what?” Kristen asked as she watched him settle between her legs.
“I was overthinking it,” Garrett said as he leaned down and had her breath catching in her throat with the first swipe of his tongue. The second had her spreading her legs further apart to make it easier for him and the third...
God, the third had her moaning as the move caused his tongue to slide over her clit.
He took his time, alternating between pressing kisses against her slit and licking her, leaving her lying there, moaning softly as she ran her fingers through his hair.
He definitely knew what she liked, Kristen thought as he flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit before taking it between his lips and gently suckled.
“That feels so good,” Kristen moaned only to softly groan when he ran his tongue over her clit, teasing it before he pressed one last kiss against her slit and sat up.
She watched as he wrapped his hand around his cock and slowly stroked it as he moved closer, the move leaving her with no choice but to rest her legs over his.
“What do you want, Kristen?” Garrett asked, shifting so that the next time he stroked his cock, the tip teased her slit.
“I thought we agreed that you should really know this,” she said with a heartfelt sigh that turned into a strangled whimper when he traced her lips with the tip of his cock.
“We did,” Garrett murmured absently as he took his time sliding the tip between her lips and making it really difficult to focus.
“Then, you may continue,” Kristen said, licking her lips as she gestured for him to keep going.
“That’s very generous of you,” Garrett said, running the tip between her lips one last time before he released his cock and-
“Why are you doing this to me?” Kristen mumbled weakly when he grabbed her by the hips, pulled her up, the move causing her back to leave the bed and her bottom to rest on his thighs.
“I’m curious about something,” Garrett said, shifting as he grabbed hold of her legs and-
“Oh, God...”
-slowly rolled his hips, the move causing his very thick, and very hard, cock to settle against her slit.
“When did you fall in love with me?” Garrett asked, looking completely relaxed while she lay there, struggling to make sense of what he was saying.
“What?” Kristen somehow managed to get out as he moved the underside of his cock between her lips.
“When did you know that you loved me?” Garrett asked, keeping his hold on her with one hand while he reached over with the other and began caressing her clit with the pad of his thumb.
“When I made you walk the plank?” Kristen said, really hoping that was the right answer because she honestly wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take before she ended up begging him to-
Chuckling, Garrett continued caressing her clit in lazy circles while his hips moved, his cock sliding back and forth, teasing her core and making her ache to feel him slide deep inside her.
“It was difficult not to feel your undying love when you poked me with a stick to see if I was still alive,” Garrett said, making her lips twitch only to make her moan again.
God, this man was evil.
“I also nudged you with my foot,” she pointed out.
“It was a heartwarming moment,” he said, nodding solemnly as he pulled his hips back until the tip of his cock was resting against her entrance.
“It really was,” Kristen said, licking her lips anxiously as she waited for him to push inside her.
“But it wasn’t the moment when you realized that you were in love with me, was it?” Garrett murmured, his gaze flickering to her while he took his time teasing her clit.
“It was the moment when I realized that you could take one for the team,” Kristen said with a hopeful smile that quickly died away when the thumb teasing her clit suddenly went still. “When did you turn evil?”
“When you suggested that we head down to the community pool and try again if I pulled through,” Garrett drawled while she did her best not to wince.
Clearing her throat, Kristen said, “I’d really like to change the subject now.”
“And what would you like to discuss?” the evil bastard asked conversationally while she lay there, wiggling her hips in an attempt to get his focus back where it needed to be.
“My needs?” Kristen managed to get out as she rolled her hips only to moan when the move caused the thick tip to tease her.
“When?” the evil bastard determined to drive her crazy said as he pulled his hips back just enough to allow the tip to tease her.
For a moment, Kristen didn’t say anything as she slowly narrowed her eyes on him while she debated her next move, until finally, she realized that she didn’t have a choice. She opened her mouth and-
“Ow!” Kristen winced, grabbing onto her side as she moved to pull her legs back only to have the large man, who clearly forgot that she’d used this move when they were ten to get out of dodgeball, move out of her way.
It saved her ass then, and it looked like it was about to save her ass now, Kristen thought, forcing herself to bite back a satisfied sigh that would only make this more difficult as she curled up onto her side and waited for the right moment to make her move.
“Kristen?” Garrett said, sounding concerned as he shifted on the bed behind her and-
“This is just sad,” the man who was clearly in denial said as she took him by surprise and launched herself at him.
“Now, it’s my turn,” Kristen said with a satisfied sigh as she used her new position to her advantage and took over, pushing him back onto the bed as she grabbed his obscenely large arms and pinned them to the bed.
“Now,” Kristen said, shifting to get more comfortable, “where were we?”
“You did that sad fake cramp thing that you pulled in fifth grade that had the coach letting you out of class out of pity, then, you jumped up, seemed to have startled yourself, turned over too quickly, which caused you to land face-first on the bed, grumbled to yourself, pushed yourself up, muttered to yourself, then seemed to have regrouped there for a moment before you climbed onto my lap and slapped your hands against my chest, grunted a bit there until I took pity on you and laid back. Then, for some reason that I still don’t understand, you started yanking on my arms until I took the hint and let you pin them to the bed.
Then, you released a satisfied sigh for some reason, shifted, and then nodded to yourself,” Garrett said, earning a pitying look.
“It’s honestly so sad that you can’t accept defeat,” Kristen said, shifting to get more comfortable while she debated her options, make him admit defeat or-
“Oh, God...”
“Who says I lost?” Garrett asked, making it really difficult to focus as he shifted beneath her, the move causing his cock to rub against her again.
“Me?” Kristen said, wondering why that came off as a question while he kept moving, teasing her with the tip until it once again found her entrance.
“I have the woman that I’ve loved my whole life on top of me, naked, and incredibly beautiful and her soft pussy drenching my cock,” Garrett said softly as he leaned up and brushed his lips against hers. “I’d say that I was winning.”
“Except you’re not the one in charge right now,” Kristen reminded him as she slowly pushed back, taking the tip inside of her.
“Are you sure about that?” Garrett asked, shifting beneath her seconds before she felt him push inside her, the move causing her to close her eyes on a moan as she focused on just how good he felt making his way inside her.
“Yes,” she mumbled weakly as she felt the thick, soft tip slide inside her as he stretched her, filling her better than anyone ever had before.
When he couldn’t push any more of his cock inside her, he slowly pulled back until just the tip was inside her and pushed back inside her, making it easier to take a little more.
He kept doing that, over and over again, until finally he was all the way inside her and she found herself sitting on his thighs.
“Tell me,” Garrett said, pulling his arms away and forced her to slap her hands on the bed so that he could cup her hips in his hands.
“I don’t remember,” Kristen lied, shifting on top of him, the move causing her back to arch as the large cock deep inside of her twitched, sending a jolt of pleasure throughout her body.
“Liar,” Garrett said softly, leaning up to brush his lips against hers as he used his hold on her to move her.
“Garrett, please,” Kristen said, not quite sure what she was begging him for as she began rolling her hips, unable to resist moving on him, needing to move, as she licked her lips.
God, he felt so good.
“When?” he asked, shifting one hand between their bodies and-
“When you snuck into my room after I had my tonsils out so that you could hold my hand all night,” Kristen found herself admitting when his thumb began teasing her clit again.
“And when did you stop?” Garrett asked, rolling his hips to meet her, the thumb playing with her clit driving her crazy and-
“When?” Garrett asked when she suddenly found herself rolled onto her back and the hand that had been teasing her clit kneading her breast as he took over, taking her in long, slow strokes that left her trembling.
She opened her eyes to find him watching her, his gaze searching hers as he kept moving and-
“Never,” Kristen found herself admitting as she reached up and cupped his face in her hands and pulled him down for a kiss that quickly turned hungry.
As he kissed her, he kept moving, kept rolling his hips, taking her at a pace that had her moaning softly only to have him move faster, thrust harder, fucking her harder, the move sending pleasure throughout her body, making it difficult to hold back her pleas for him to move faster, to fuck her even harder, until finally, she felt him swell inside her seconds before he released a loud groan, tearing a scream from her throat as pleasure suddenly exploded throughout her body, leaving them lying there, struggling to catch their breath as Garrett broke off the kiss and-
“Please don’t hurt me again,” Kristen found herself whispering as she watched his expression soften.
“I promise,” Garrett said, brushing his lips against hers as she found herself slowly exhaling, praying that this wasn’t another game.