Chapter 25 Bash
BASH
Ifist my hand in my girl’s hair because I need to touch her. I need to calm myself down if I’m not going to come the moment her tongue touches my dick.
She bites her bottom lip as she undoes my jeans with clumsy fingers. It doesn’t take much for my cock to spring free, and I’m delighted when her eyes light up with almost a horrified surprise. She hasn’t seen it before, and I can already tell what she’s thinking.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll make it fit,” I tell her, cupping her face and tilting her jaw up to look at me.
Her nostrils flare out and her lips part.
My hips instinctively press forward toward her, and she wraps her hand around the length of me.
Her pretty pink nails wrapped tightly around my thick cock is an image I’ll have burned in my memory forever.
“I don’t know how…” she starts, looking up at me from under those lashes.
“You’ll be perfect,” I grind out the words, because my dick is pulsing, throbbing. I need to come, and I want it to be in her mouth or in her pussy. I just need to jerk my hips against her and know that I’m filling her with hot cum. I don’t care where it is as long as it's my girl.
She sticks her tongue out, licking up the length from base to tip, and I make a whimpering sound that should be embarrassing. It’s not because she smiles, she likes that she can do to me what no one else can.
I grip the shelves and try my hardest not to push her to give me what I need right now. I want her to go at her pace, but at the same time, I need relief. I need her.
She licks all around the tip again before she opens her lips, taking the head inside.
I’m not going to last long. I’ve never had a wet mouth on my cock before, and she’s just as fucking good as I knew she would be.
She sucks gently and then a little harder, trying to figure out what I like based on the sounds I’m making.
I fucking love it all. Every swipe of her tongue, every pull of her lips, I want more.
When he tilts her head back slightly, opening a little wider, giving me access to her mouth and throat, I lose it.
I take over, pushing my hips forward, letting more of my cock disappear into her mouth.
It’s too big, and I don’t want to hurt her.
She needs practice taking my size, but I know she’ll be able to let me fuck her throat eventually.
She wants to be so good for me, and I want to feel her swallow my cock while her nose is pressed against my hip.
I speak for the first time since the mask came on, stroking her face and feeling the way the head of my cock makes her cheek bulge. “You’re doing so good for me, baby. Aren’t you?” She nods, her mouth full of me and her eyes watering.
“I’m not going to last long baby, because you feel so good. Can I come in your mouth?” My girl nods without any hesitation. “Will you open your mouth for me and let me see my cum all over your tongue?” I fucking whimper as I push inside her mouth again. I’m almost there.
All it takes is her wet, pink tongue to flick across the head of my dick and it’s spasming, shooting jet after jet of sticky cum in her mouth. I grip the wood above her head so hard it cracks in my hands, and I groan for her so loudly someone on campus had to have heard me.
She’s holding my muscled thighs to keep herself steady, and only when I pull back, my cock popping out of her mouth does she obey my request.
My pretty girl licks her lips and then opens her mouth, letting me see my mess. I stroke her face and her neck that is starting to bruise. Anger flares inside of me that someone hurt her. I’m going to spend the rest of the night making her feel so good, she won’t feel any pain.
Fuck it.
My cock is hardening just looking at her wild blonde hair and glossy lips. I need to make her fully mine.
I rip my mask off and toss it because I want my mouth on her. No, I fucking need my mouth on her.
When I pull her to stand, my hands slide along her sides, her hips, her arms. It is such a tragedy that she has such a beautiful body and I only have two hands.
Finally, I lift her easily into my arms and spin her around to a shelf that I hadn’t ripped apart already.
Her soft thighs wrap around my hips and my cock grinds against her panties.
I know I should take this slow, but all it would take is to move that tiny, lacy fabric out of my way and I’d be buried inside of her to the hilt.
I guide her backward until her shoulders meet one of the tall research shelves lining the library wall.
The towering bookcase frames her completely, and I brace one hand beside her head, the other settling on her hip.
For a second I just look at her.
Really look at her.
So many years of searching, and she’s finally here.
“You’re the other half of me, baby,” I murmur quietly, peppering kisses around her face. “The only time I feel whole is when I’m with you.”
I rock my hips forward, and we both moan at the pleasure it brings.
My hand lifts slowly, cupping the side of her face.
“I have loved you for as long as I can remember. I’m in love with you, Livingston, and I’m never letting you out of my sight again.”
My thumb brushes along her cheekbone before my hand drifts down her neck, over the soft curve of her collarbone, and across her chest until my palm rests over her rapidly beating heart.
I just feel her there beneath my hand, warm and soft, her body firm in all the right ways, like she was perfectly made to fit against mine.
I dip my head slightly and breathe her in. Her hands are in my hair when she whispers, “I love you, Sebastian. More than I can even describe.”
Those words are more than I could have ever asked for.
My fingers tip her chin until she’s forced to look at me. My thumb strokes slowly along her cheek as I study her face, memorizing every detail.
Instinctively, my hips press against hers, the movement driven by something primal. For a second, the ache in my chest becomes almost painful.
I need more. I need everything she’s willing to give me.
Her breath catches when I yank down the front of her dress, exposing her pink-tipped breasts. I dip my head, pulling one nipple in my mouth and sucking. I can’t explore her leisurely right now, but as soon as I get her back to our bed I’m going to spend the whole night kissing every inch of her.
“You’re my soulmate,” I tell her simply, pulling my mouth from her breast. My dick nudges against her panties and I feel her flex her hips as if she’s trying to wriggle closer.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.
” Emotion flashes across her face and I see her eyes start to shine with unshed tears.
The sight hits me harder than anything else tonight. Neither of us moves. Then my eyes close the second my mouth touches hers. I just breathe her in.
Livy’s lips are soft against mine and I can taste myself on her tongue. The kiss is slow, unhurried, nothing frantic about it at first.
My hand slides up her side as I deepen the kiss, and when our mouths part, I exhale softly against her lips.
“I need to be inside you so deeply that you never forget me.” The words leave my mouth before I can stop them. Her breath catches slightly and her fingers tighten against my shirt as she nods.
My mouth finds hers again, slower this time but deeper, my hand sliding up her thigh and moving it higher on my hip.
My dick is nudging against her tight hole, only the thin cotton separating me from filling her.
She gasps as I reach down and in one swift motion her panties are off and in my hand, my dick nudging her wet core.
The moment she locks her legs around me, pulling me toward her, something inside my chest snaps.
Ten years of searching for her, wanting her, imagining what it would feel like to hold her like this, and now she’s wrapped around me like she’s always belonged to me.
I kiss her harder this time, the control I was trying to keep slipping through my fingers. My mouth moves against hers with rough, pent-up hunger, and she answers instantly, kissing me back with the same desperate intensity.
God. A groan tears out of me before I can stop it.
“I was going to take you back to my room tonight,” I murmur against her mouth, my voice rough with restraint. “Lay you down in my bed and take my time with you… make you feel good for hours, but I can’t wait.”
She makes a small sound of protest against my lips.
“Please… now.”
The words go straight through me.
My hips shift forward instinctively, pulling her tighter against me before I can stop myself. I plunge inside her, and I know it hurts her by the way she flinches in my arms and cries out my name.
“I’m sorry, baby. I’m going to make you feel so good,” I promise her, and God help me, she’s fucking beautiful, eyes rolled back while I fill her to the hilt.
I force myself to slow my breathing, reminding myself she trusts me and that I need to take care of her even when my body is begging me not to stop.
My hand drops briefly between us to find her clit.
I rub her there, and the small movement makes her gasp.
I slowly start to move inside her, my thickness stretching her with every pump of my hips.
By some miracle I manage to keep an even pace when all I want to do is mash our bodies together and bottom out inside of her sweet heat over and over until I fill her with cum.
Her wide green eyes snap to mine when I hit a spot that she likes.
A slow smirk pulls at the corner of my mouth as I lean in and kiss her again, softer this time but just as hungry.
Livy’s arms tighten around my shoulders, and I adjust her so that I can thrust up inside of her at a better angle.
She’s so fucking tight, if I hadn’t already come in her mouth, I would have already exploded inside of her by now.
My girl’s fingers tighten on the back of my hoodie as her eyes search my face.
A flush spreads across her cheeks, but she doesn’t look away from me.
She’s close. She’s going to come all over my cock, and I can’t fucking wait.
I keep rubbing her clit, kissing her just under her ear where it makes her moan, and I pick up my pace, thrusting deeper, harder.
God, I fucking need her.
“Sebastian…” The sound of my name on her lips only makes the heat in my chest burn hotter for her.
I’m running on instinct now, doing whatever feels right in the moment.
My hand slides down her thigh and I shift her slightly in my arms, guiding one of her legs higher along my hip so she’s pressed even closer to me.
My mouth finds her neck and then her shoulder.
I feel her trembling, and I know she’s close.
I bite down on her shoulder, and that’s all it takes.
My girl’s pussy grips my cock, and I think I’m going to lose it, but somehow I manage to keep my pace even, thrusting inside of her and letting her ride out her orgasm.
“Good girl,” I murmur against her skin, pressing a slow kiss just where I bit down. “I promise I’ll go slow next time,” I tell her, thrusting my hips harder. I need to fill her. I want to watch my cum drip down her pretty thighs when I’m finished with her.
“Wait, wait,” she suddenly says, and her voice is hazy, clouded by the pleasure still coursing through her body. She’s breathing hard, trying to get the words out.
“I’m not on birth control,” she says finally, her head falling back because I just hit her spot with my cock. I’m not slowing down.
I lean forward and brush my lips softly against hers.
“I was counting on that,” I murmur.
Her eyes widen, and then I rest my forehead against hers, my voice dropping lower as I fuck her pretty pussy.
“I’ve been dreaming of coming inside of you since the first night I stalked you right here in this library,” I tell her quietly, gritting out the words and thrusting harder. “Now be my good girl and let me fuck you.”
I don’t know if it’s my words or the way my fingers are digging into the soft flesh of her hips.
Maybe it's my cock stretching her, filling her, pulsing inside of her as I start to come. I feel Livy’s pussy tighten even more, gripping me and trying to pull me deeper inside of her.
My name leaves her lips in that breathless tone I’ve come to love so much.
We come together, her body trembling for the second time tonight and milking my cock until I fill her to the brim.
As I hold her, whispering soothing words of praise, it occurs to me that while I spent so many years finding her, I will spend the rest of my life making sure I never lose her again.