9. Emma
My pulse raced as I darted out of Chase’s arms towards my bed, I didn’t even have time to be embarrassed at how small and messy my flat was as I stripped to nothing. I crawled under the covers as Chase stalked across the room with a hungry expression.
He undid his belt slowly as he sauntered towards me. His nimble fingers unfastened each button on his shirt, his green gaze refusing to leave mine, “I love that look you have on your face,” he rumbled. The bed dipped under his weight as he crawled to me.
Discarded clothing littered the tiny flat.
He took my mouth roughly, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, my body already sore from being thoroughly loved the night before. He leaned his forehead against mine, my heart hammered in my chest as we both caught our breath.
“What look do I have on my face, professor,” I mewed, fully intending to be a tease.
“The look of a woman who has no idea who’s about to fuck her,” he growled grabbing the side of my neck pulling me to him as he ravaged my mouth once again.
I was soaking wet, I felt the wet spot on the sheet as his tongue dominated mine. He was so fucking good at dirty talk, everything he said got me hot, the way his voice dropped octaves made him even sexier.
“The way you touch me,” I moaned as he shed the rest of his clothing, “I can’t explain what it does to me.” I rambled taking in his body for the first time.
Chase was the epitome of sex. He had smooth tanned skin, toned biceps with thick veins that met the thicker vein in the side of his neck. His abs were lean and toned, he wasn’t bulky like some of the men described in my books, but athletic. Like he could run for two days without tiring. The “v” shape cut that led to a light dusting of brown hair drew me in. My eyes met the most massive cock I’d ever seen.
He was huge, it was no wonder my pussy was so swollen and sore. His cock jutted out, a bead of pre-cum on the tip begging to be licked clean. It was thicker at the base and swollen with need.
“You like what you see, kitten?”
I couldn’t speak, just nodded.
“You’ll take the entire thing like the good girl you are,” he peeled the covers back, his minty breath skimmed across my cheeks as he pressed gentle kisses all over, “Before I plunge my cock into your sweet little cunt, you’re gonna sit on my fucking face and let me drown in your explosion.”
My whole body shook with apprehension and need. I’d never done such an explicit position with anyone before. I was worried about suffocating him. Oh God, was my asshole going to be close to his mouth?
“Don’t make me beg kitten,” his mouth closed around my throat, sucking and pulling on the sensitive skin. “I want to be face deep in your pussy.” Another flood of wetness pooled between my legs, my pussy throbbed in the rhythm he was sucking.
His mouth made its way to my breasts; modest size, but nowhere near big. He pulled the nipple into his mouth pulling at the hard peak, his tongue flicked it back and forth before sucking with a loud pop releasing it. I was groaning and grinding against him.
“Emma,” I looked at him, nothing but the street lights lighting up my tiny flat, “Ride my face like the innocent little kitten you are.” He shifted our position so he was lying flat. My thighs spread on either side of his face, “Fuck you smell fucking delectable.”
Feeling awkward, I slowly settled my pussy over his lips, feeling the first graze of his tongue on my clit. It was like a live wire the way he set me off. I screamed his name immediately, losing all sense of embarrassment. The flat of his tongue licked my entire core greedily, flicking and sucking my throbbing pussy. I rocked on his face hard, controlling the placement of his tongue. Right where I wanted him, his hands came up behind me gripping and spreading my ass cheeks. He devoured me just like that as my vision blurred. Seeing spots I came with a gush, my juices flowing down the sides of his face as he continued his assault relentlessly.
“God Chase, shit,” I moaned, drawing out the last word. His licks turned lazy. He lapped up the remaining juices before flipping me to my back in one swift motion.
His lips crashed down on mine in a flurry. His tongue shoved its way into my mouth, still tasting of me. I could smell my arousal on him as more seeped out of my pussy.
“You taste like honey kitten,” he kissed my neck bringing one of his hands to my throat replacing his mouth, “I’m going to fill you with my come.”
Without warning, he rammed into me. The wet sound of our bodies obscenely mixed with my choked cries. My peripherals were going black as he gripped my throat tightly. I could feel tingles in my clit, another orgasm threatened to take over. Just as I was about to pass out, he released his grip enough to allow me to suck in air.
The orgasm slammed into my body. I saw stars and screamed louder than I ever had. My legs shook as they spread around him soaked in my liquid. He slammed his hand over my mouth muffling my cries as my pussy pulsed around him. He came inside of me in a rush of hot liquid, I felt his cock throb in me as he released. He stilled inside of me, warming his cock in our come.
“God fucking dammit, Emma,” he breathed, his heart thundered in his chest against my own wildly beating vessel, “you’re a work of art. I love painting your pussy with my come.”
“That was,” I inhaled loudly, his arms curled around me, his dick still in me as it softened, “That was incredible.” He smiled at me kissing my forehead. Our pulses finally settled, the soreness of the evening settling in.
My pussy felt like it ran a marathon. My lips and face hurt from his intense grip. Chase liked it rough, which was fine, I was no virgin myself. I’d never been with anyone quite as zealous as him. I finally felt like I was living out my own love story. A daydream played in my mind, of me and Chase, destined to be soul mates. He would be the one to finally heal my loneliness, finally making me feel wanted.
I loved the feel of his athletic body cuddling my smaller one in his arms. I felt safe. Not that I was ever in danger, it was just nice being wanted by a man.
“Kitten,” he nuzzled into my neck, “Get ready for round two.”