Chapter 26 #2
When he broke the kiss, he took a deep breath, blowing across my jaw before trailing his tongue from the tip of one ear to the other.
“I’m going to eat your pretty pink pussy raw.” His words sent tiny shockwaves through me. Whether he wanted me to respond didn’t matter. He lifted me out of the water onto the side of the pool, immediately spreading my legs wide open.
As I lay back, staring up at the stars, he bent my knees. I’d never felt so exposed, so entirely vulnerable around him.
Tingling all over, I slapped my hand over my mouth as he blew across my pussy, taking his time to dart the tip of his tongue around my clit. The sensations were immediate, my body bucking in reaction.
“So wet,” he murmured.
“We’re in the pool.”
His laugh was throaty, sending another series of vibrations dancing all the way to my toes.
“Not the same, Wildcat. You know that.” He flicked his tongue back and forth before sucking on the tender tissue.
All the while, he rubbed fingers down the length, barely darting the tips past my swollen folds.
The moment was freeing, even more magical than before. I wanted nothing more than to let go and around him, I could. There was nothing to hold me back any longer.
Christian pressed one hand against my inner thigh, tickling my skin as he licked furiously. The feel of his rough tongue was incredible. I took gasping breaths, every muscle already tensing. He was even more masterful than before, driving me close to the edge within seconds.
But as usual with him, he pulled back, finally thrusting several fingers deep inside. My muscles clamped around them, pulsing the same way his cock did when filling me.
He was breathless, sucking on my clit until every part of me ached from raging desire.
“Oh, God.” My words seemed lost, every growl he emitted animalistic.
I loved it. He knew exactly how to keep me excited, blissful in a way no other man had been able to do.
His lack of control was showing as he plunged his fingers in and out, flexing them open and even curling the tips so he hit my G-spot.
Bucking up, I issued a single sharp scream. My body was shaking uncontrollably, my pulse skyrocketing as another set of tiny pricks sent goosebumps trailing down my arms and legs.
“Do you want to come, baby girl?”
Was he kidding me? “Yes. Please.”
“Then beg.”
I’d be damned if he didn’t pull me into heavy torment. “Nope.”
He pulled his face and fingers away, doing nothing more than blowing hot air.
I wiggled and moaned, but he didn’t respond. My body couldn’t take the sheer torture.
“Please. Lick me. Suck me. I’m begging you.”
His laugh was even more devilish than before. “Good girl.”
The words thrilled me more than they should and the moment his tongue drove deep inside my tight channel, I couldn’t hold back any longer. The climax was raw, pushing me straight into a moment of sheer ecstasy.
“Oh. Yes. Yes.” I slammed my hand down on the aggregate surface, hoisting my body up. There was no chance of focusing as the powerful orgasm tore through me, but I just didn’t care. The electrified sensations rocked me, keeping me on a sweet precipice.
A beautiful moment of exhaustion slipped through every muscle as I came down from the high. I lolled my head to the side, doing nothing more than concentrating on my breathing.
But he was having none of it. No time to rest.
He pulled me down, forcing my legs around his waist. With his cock precariously positioned against my slickened folds, I flung my arms over his shoulders, squeezing my knees against him.
“Do you want my cock buried deep inside?”
“I don’t think so.”
His wry smile forced a laugh. “Then we can stop.”
“If you do, I’ll hurt you.”
“I’ll take that as your full submission.” Only then did he yank me down, filling me completely.
As before, my body shuddered not only from the power he used, but from the level of pleasure that refused to stop, building to a crazy point. He spun me around, the water lapping at our heated bodies a perfect backdrop.
Pulling out, he held just the tip inside for a few seconds before driving into me again. His cock pulsed, filling me completely. When he finally developed a sweet rhythm, the water splashed over us relentlessly. His jaw was clenched, his eyes pinned on mine.
As crazy as it sounded even to me, for a few seconds, we were as one, moving together in the water, enjoying the closeness and his captivity of me.
A thought that scintillated more than just my body.
I didn’t mind being his, surrendering to his needs since he was so eager to fulfill mine. How was this possible? How had I gone from hating to craving? Did it really matter?
He fucked me long and hard and I studied his chiseled face as beads of sweat rolled down both sides. He was entirely too beautiful.
As usual, my body reacted, another powerful orgasm catching me off guard. I threw my head back, forced to dig my nails into his shoulders. Or maybe I just wanted to mark him as he continued to do with me.
Claim him so no other woman dared touch what belonged to me.
I twirled the ring on my finger, amused that as of now, we were still engaged.
He was rough and merciless, keeping me rolling through the moment of rapture for as long as possible.
When I came down from the second high, I rested my face against his, doing nothing more than trying to catch my breath.
He cradled me against him, rocking back and forth. But he was still hard as a rock, refusing to allow himself any satisfaction.
“I’m not done with you yet.” He nipped my earlobe, striding forward in the water. There was no pushback as he eased me down, spinning me around and pushing me against the wall.
I gripped the edge while he nudged my legs apart, taking the time to brush his fingers down my spine.
Another wave of sensations skittered against my skin as he shoved his hand between my legs, taking the time to tease my aching pussy.
When he gripped my hip, pulling me away from the wall and forcing my back into a slight arc, I closed my eyes.
I knew what he wanted. I realized exactly what he would take.
And I loved it.
He didn’t disappoint, pressing the tip of his cock against my asshole. “You’re just perfect. Did you know that?”
“Of course I am.”
He nuzzled against my neck and pushed an inch inside. “My dirty little girl. Don’t let that go to your head or I might chain you to my bed.”
“What if I like that?”
“A girl after my own heart. Maybe a cage at the foot of my bed.”
“With water and food bowls?” I shivered as he pressed another inch inside, the discomfort raw and real, but tingles of pleasure followed.
“And a collar and leash. Imagine walking you outside, my beautiful pet. Yes, you are perfect.” He drove the remainder of his cock inside, groaning louder than my moans as my muscles clamped around his shaft.
He held me, taking deep breaths as I shifted back and forth. The discomfort was long gone, giving way to the most incredible tingles I’d ever felt.
After biting down on the nape of my neck, he clamped his hands on mine, folding our fingers together. Then he rocked us, moving with utter precision as he pumped slow and easy.
I pushed back against him, enjoying the moment, still gasping for air as the vibrations danced from one to the other. He refused to stop even as his body began to tense.
We both wanted this to last, but his control was slipping.
Panting, I leaned my head against his shoulder while purposely squeezing my muscles.
“You are so… Fucking bad.” His words were even more guttural and I knew the moment he was ready to erupt deep inside.
His sharp growl floated between us, the sound one of utter bliss. As he continued to rock, he pressed the full weight of his body against mine.
“My perfect wildcat.”
This was sweet and amazing, perhaps telling. We were meant for each other. What that meant neither one of us could explain. One thing was certain.
Letting go wouldn’t be easy.
Not for either one of us.