Chapter 22 - Landon #3
“Good. Full.” She stared at me with a look of pure want.
We were down to single word sentences now. That was a good sign. I pumped my fingers in and out, guiding her ever closer to that sweet spot I so badly wanted her to find.
“You’ll get more later,” I said. “But I want you to focus on this right now. I want you to relax into my hand.”
My head dropped again and I resumed licking her swollen clit while I thrust my fingers inside her.
My tongue took sweeping licks upward, bringing her own fluids up with me to her throbbing bundle of nerves.
I concentrated my attention right there, licking small circles and nipping at her in turn.
My fingers delicately stroked that sensitive spot inside, curling up each time I pulled out.
I could tell she was getting wound up, her breath getting heavier and her pussy tightening in anticipation.
I looked up and saw her eyes were closed.
“You have to look at me,” I said. Her lids were heavy, but she lifted them to gaze down at me. “I can tell you are close. You’re drenched. If I tell you to come, you’ll do that for me, right?”
She moaned, as I continued fucking her with two fingers. “I’ll do it.”
My rhythm picked up, faster now. “You’ll do what? I need you to say it.”
Nicole bucked against my hand, the easy roll of her hips taking on an erratic motion as her climax drew closer.
“I’ll do as you say, Landon,” she whimpered, her breath catching in the back of her throat. “I’ll come for you.”
“Good. Now breathe with me, and let go. I want you to come, Nicole. I want to feel you come around me.” I pressed my lips back to her clit and swallowed her in, my fingers pushing hard against her inner wall.
And she shattered. Her whole body spasmed on my hand, flooding renewed wetness that squirted around my lips and down my wrist. She let out a low, breathy moan that nearly undid me too, but I held back. I let her ride it out, not stopping until the tremors started to subside.
I pulled back from her and slowly pulled my fingers out. “That’s my good girl.”
Even with her orgasm still coursing through her in subtle jerks and shivers, she had that look of pure want, which set me on edge in anticipation. I could smell her arousal flooding into the sauna again, mixing with the scent of sage and burning wood.
My cock strained flush against my stomach, and I eyed her to gauge her reaction. She looked as if her mind was muddled, and a soft moan fell from her lips.
I was overcome with a primal urge to fuck the shit out of her right then, but took a breath and waited.
Nicole reached for me and brushed her fingers over my cock.
It involuntarily jerked at the contact. I gritted my teeth, breathing too fast and unsteady.
She finally put her entire hand on me, closing around my shaft and pulling up.
With her thumb on my tip, she then rubbed against the slick bead of pre-cum forming there.
Then she moved closer and leaned in to kiss me, her tongue pushing past my lips without hesitation.
Part of me wondered if she could taste herself on my tongue, and the thought got me even hotter.
“Tell me what you want,” I breathed against her mouth.
“I want this—” She tightened her grip on my dick. “—inside me. I want you, Landon. Now.”
“Get over here, then. You can have as much of me as you can take.”
Nicole moved over me, straddling herself around my thighs, nearly flush against my cock.
She lowered her gaze and continued her eager exploration of my body.
I reached my hand up and felt her nipple get hard again even with the constant heat pushing up around us.
I cupped her firmly, letting out a low moan.
“What are you waiting for?” I asked, and palmed her breast.
She lifted up and positioned herself so that her pussy just about kissed the tip of my dick, and I could feel her warm juices coating me.
“Go slow,” I said, anticipation still crawling in my skin.
She lowered down onto me, resting about halfway as she let out a hum.
“Good girl. Now take a bit more. Go ahead.”
She sank deeper, enveloping me completely as her core hit my pelvis. I cursed under my breath, consumed by how fucking well she took me. How perfectly she fit. Nicole then started to move up and down, the slick sounds of her arousal slapping into the air.
“That’s it. Fuck me, you’re incredible. You’re fucking perfect,” I breathed.
She continued to push into me, increasing her pace. I pulled her in tighter, my fingers roving obsessively over her hips and ass. I felt pleasure ride over me and moaned at the sensation.
“How are you this tight?” I gripped harder at her hips.
Her only answer was to make the most needy, pitiful sound I’d ever heard. My cock throbbed hard, and I jerked my hips once to drive even deeper inside her. I couldn’t take it anymore. The feel of her tight, wet pussy clenching around me meant that restraint was no longer an option.
I planted my feet firmly on the floor and held her waist against me as I used my other hand to push myself into a standing position. Her legs naturally found their way around my middle so she was suspended flush against me. I took a few steps to get clear of the bench, then stopped.
“Do you like this?”
She nodded.
I crushed her tighter against me and used my hands to maneuver her up and down, all while keeping her from slipping off of me.
My legs got into a rhythm too, so that when I pushed her down onto my cock, I used the force from my thighs to propel upward at just the right moment.
She was whining against me, her breathy moans sending tiny pulses to my cock with each thrust.
“You’re doing so good for me,” I murmured.
The feeling of her bouncing up and down on my cock was winding me up. My grip on her hips tightened. Her walls were clenching around me, and I could feel her orgasm building again. Her pupils were fully blown. Fuck, she was close. She was fucking going to come again.
“I can feel it, you know, when you squeeze around me like that. So fucking good.”
At my words, Nicole’s breaths grew heavy and she clenched tighter. I could feel her coming over the edge again and I sped up my movements to a demanding pace.
“Come with me this time?” she asked, her voice ragged.
I felt a tug inside my chest as I replied, “Fuck… I don’t think I have a choice. You’re going to make me come so fucking hard, Nicole.”
“Don’t stop. Please. Please, don’t stop,” she pleaded.
I pulled her down over my cock at a punishing pace. Her pussy tightened and then clamped down around me once, twice. She cried out, her body succumbing to a series of spasms as she fell apart in my arms.
I fucked her through her orgasm, and my own ripped through me at the same time.
My vision slipped for a second, blurry under the force of the climax that seized my entire body.
Fingers possessive on her hips, I continued to move her up and down as her arms lost tension and her head dropped to my shoulder.
But I wasn’t going to stop until I had fully emptied myself inside of her.
She was still so tight around me, little echoes pulsing from her walls as my cock gradually grew limp inside her.
With legs weak and shaking, I took us back to the bench and set her down carefully before leaning back against the hot wood, sweat running in rivulets across my shoulders and down my chest. My hand drifted through her hair as she shifted next to me, and the tension that had been wired through every fiber of my body for days was gone, replaced by something light and clear and impossibly good.
She looked up at me, cheeks flushed, eyes bright, and that crooked smile of hers made my chest thrum all over again.
“How’d I do?” she asked, voice teasing but breathless.
I let out a soft, fucked-out laugh, pressing my lips to her neck, along her jaw, and finally nipping at her ear.
“Feels like you’re the magical antidote to everything,” I murmured.
Nicole’s blush flared, and she grabbed her towel, wrapping it around herself with a flick of movement that somehow made my pulse skip. She tossed my towel toward me without breaking eye contact.
“How about you buy this antidote some dinner?”
I laughed again, and draped the towel around my waist. “As soon as I get the feeling back in my legs.”