Chapter 28 Anything You Want
ANYTHING YOU WANT
DYLAN
I was the luckiest man on the Earth.
Because the woman I had been crushing on for years had agreed to let me fuck her pretty tits.
Katie sat on the edge of the plush couch, her body relaxed but taut. Her dark hazel eyes looked inviting, her hair brushing her shoulder.
She wore the black lace bra that I had asked her to. It looked sexy on her but seemed almost too fragile for what I wanted to do to her. The lace barely contained the swell of her breasts, her soft skin glowing under the dim light of the room.
I leaned over her, my cock already heavy and aching. I saw her slender throat bob as she swallowed at the sight of it leaking pre-cum. My hands moved to her sides, gripping firmly as I positioned myself, feeling her tremble.
I had never fucked a pair of tits before—let alone my crush’s. It was a dream come true, and the haze of lust that clouded my mind made me want to pin her on the couch and have my way with her.
Her eyes locked onto mine, burning with something darker and fueling my desire.
“Look at you,” I whispered with awe, my voice low and thick with lust. “So fucking beautiful sitting there. Like you own me.”
Her lips parted as she glanced between my pulsing cock inches away from her and my face. “Maybe I do.”
Not maybe.
I took her breasts in my hands, cupping them and brushing my thumbs over the lace of her bra. I lightly pinched her hard nipples seeing flush climb her neck.
I couldn’t wait any longer.
Holding the base of my cock, I positioned it underneath her bra and gave an experimental thrust. I bit my lip feeling the taut lace of her bra giving me friction. It looked absolutely filthy and sexy as hell. Grinding my length between the swell of her chest, I watched her gasp and arch towards me,
Her soft, heavy breasts squished around my cock, the sensation of them molding to me making me groan low in my throat.
“Fuck Katie, ” I breathed, my hips pistoning into the delicate fabric and relishing the way her chest seemed to coddle my throbbing cock. “This feels… perfect.”
Katie’s mouth turned into an O as she watched the corner of her room, and I glanced at the mirror. The hot reflection of us made my balls tight.
My hand landed on the couch, clenching the soft material in my fist when I slowed my pace.
“Dylan,” she exhaled, her voice sultry. “This is…”
She trailed off. I nodded, brushing my thumb over her bottom lip. “I know, darling. I know—fuck.”
“I have a request,” she said, her glassy eyes looking at me through her lashes.
I paused, my abs clenching with the tension running through my body. “What is it?” I asked, stroking her cheek when they flushed a deep shade of red.
When she looked away, I thrust between her tits, her gasp making me throb harder. “Don’t be shy now,” I crooned, keeping my pace slow, her soft skin massaging my shaft. “Go on. Tell me what’s going on in your dirty mind.”
She licked her lips and said, “I… I wanted to take a video?”
She questioned me, but I had to stop fucking her plump tits to reflect on her words.
Fucking hell. She was trying to kill me with sweet torture.
She was filthier than I had imagined. I thought spanking would be the kinkiest thing she would ever want, but I liked how she kept proving me wrong.
“Of course,” I said, my voice hoarse with desire. “Anything you want.”
I stayed still when she grabbed her phone from the table and handed it to me. I quickly swiped open the camera app and started recording.
“Go on, darling,” I said, pointing the angle to her breasts and my dick getting the time of his life. “Tell me if you’re enjoying this.”
“I… am,” she gasped when I pinched her nipple, the tip of my cock red and angry, demanding for a release. But I stayed on the edge. I didn’t want to stop so soon.
“You are what?” I asked, my tone mocking.
My thrusts grew harder, and the friction of my cock against her bra sent electric shocks through me.
She blinked up at me as she replied in a husky voice, “This. You… fucking my breasts. It’s so filthy. You are so filthy.”
“That’s right.” I nodded as she let out a soft moan, glancing between my face, my cock and our reflection in the mirror. I knew it was overwhelming her with lust in the best way possible. “Wearing the lingerie that I buy you and ruining them for my pleasure.”
Her soft gasps, my low grunts filled the room, mixing with the heavy rhythm of my hips.
“Shit,” I whispered, tightening my hold on the phone as I warned her. “I’m going to cum—fuck.”
Katie blinked up at me and unhooked the bra, relieving me from the constriction of it, and squished her breasts together, making my mind go blank.
With just one thrust, I came with a low groan. My release spilled over her tits, warm and sticky, splattering across the flushed skin and dripping down her hard nipples.
I panted, ending the video recording and sitting down beside her to catch my breath. It felt like I had ascended to heaven.
I squeezed her hand and kissed her knuckles. “I wish I could show you how grateful I am.”
Katie chuckled softly, running her hand through my hair. “Maybe later. If you’re lucky.”
“I promise,” I said, cupping her cheeks and kissing her.
She hummed into the kiss, pulling away with a small smile.
After coming back to my senses, I helped her clean the slick mess from her skin with the tissues. I ignored the twitch of my cock and made sure I didn’t leave a single drop.
I tucked my dick away and helped her remove the garter belts and stockings. She pinched my cheek when I kept pouting because she had removed her ruined panties with flushed cheeks.
Later. I will steal it later.
I knew she didn’t need my help to get dressed, but I still lent her my two hands.
“You’re awfully clingy,” she said when I hooked her strapless bra and pushed her tube top down her chest.
I hummed helping her don her jeans and kissed her forehead. “You haven’t seen me get clingy, darling.”
Katie rolled her eyes, and we left the trial room almost sated. As promised, I bought the lingerie sets and tipped the employees very well before holding her hand in one and her shopping bags with the other.
Lunch was oddly calming at Taco Bell, where we tried to act like normal people, even though I could feel the sexual tension between us growing. Especially when she licked the guacamole from her thumb.
I wish I were her thumb.
Her leg pressed against mine under the table, and since the table was covered, I kept my hand on her thigh, giving it a small squeeze.
She raised her brow at me, and I shrugged. “I like touching you.”
“If you keep touching me and looking at me like that, I might have to charge you,” she said with a teasing smile.
I rubbed my chest and pouted. “Charging me with hours under your pretty pussy, I hope.”
She scoffed and slapped my chest. “You’re insatiable.”
I rubbed my chest with a grin and kissed her cheek because she looked so fricking adorable.
I wished that moment would never end.
But of course, her phone had to ring. My body froze seeing the caller ID. She didn’t even look at me as she said, “I’ve got to answer this. I’ll be right back.”
Katie stood up and left me at the table, my hand falling on her empty chair.
My eyes narrowed at her shy smile. I’ll have to do something about that fuck-face. Like hell I was going to let her go on that lunch date with him and sleep with him.