Chapter 5 Gabe
GABE
I'm damn near losing it as Lena kneels between my legs, her hand wrapped tightly around the base of my cock, fingers clamping with that perfect pressure.
She leans in close, her tongue darting out to lap at the head, hot and wet, scooping up the pre-cum beading there. A jolt of fire shoots straight up my spine.
She's bare, still hazy from my mouth on her earlier, thighs slick with her own wetness, ass pink from the spanks I gave, and those full tits rising and falling with each short, sharp breath.
Fuck, the sight of her alone could unravel me.
She knows exactly what she's doing to me.
Her tongue swirls slowly around the tip, teasing in tight circles like she's savoring every bit, before she sucks the head into her mouth, lips sealing hard.
Her cheeks cave in with the suction, pulling deep while her hand works the shaft in sync, twisting slickly on the upstroke. Spit spills over her knuckles, dripping down to drench my balls.
I let out a rough groan mixed with a laugh, surprised by how quickly she's got me on edge.
My fingers slide into her hair, tangling in the soft strands, holding but not pushing. She moans low around my length, the vibration humming through me.
Then she's bobbing deeper, confident as hell, throat easing open to take half my cock without a hitch.
The messy trail of spit from her stretched lips makes every glide loud and obscene.
She drags back slowly, sucking hard until only the tip rests on her flattened tongue, then dives forward again, nose brushing my stomach, hand pumping the base, fast and firm.
Her other hand cups my balls, rolling them, thumb pressing along the seam until my thighs tense and shake under her. "Jesus fuck, Lena," I rasp, voice thick and strained. "You're too damn perfect. Twist harder on the downstroke. Yeah, just like that. You're killing me here."
Her eyes water a little but stay locked on mine, burning with focus as she picks up the pace.
Her mouth works the head with quick flicks and swirls, spit pooling on the floor between her knees.
I can't look away from how she's throwing herself into this, every move raw and hungry.
She goes full-on filthy, pulling off with a gasp to lick long, wet stripes up the underside from balls to tip while her hand flies over the shaft.
Pre-cum strings thickly between her lips and the head when she lets go, and then she's diving back in to deep-throat, her gag kicking softly.
Her throat tightens around me in waves that damn near snap my control.
I buck shallowly into her mouth, fucking that wet heat, and she takes it all, moaning like she's desperate for the choke.
I'm teetering too close already. "Enough," I growl sharply, fisting her hair to yank her off with a wet, sloppy Pop.
She gasps for air, lips swollen red and shiny, chin streaked with spit and pre-cum, a thin string still connecting her mouth to my throbbing cock. "Too fucking good. You'd make me blow right now. Nightstand. Grab a condom."
She stumbles to her feet on shaky legs, wiping her chin quickly but never breaking eye contact, that hunger still blazing in her gaze.
I reach into the drawer, snatch a condom, tear the foil with my teeth, and roll it down my length while she watches every move, licking her lips slowly like she's starving. "Bed. On your back, legs wide. Show me that pussy."
Lena scrambles onto the mattress, dropping flat and spreading her knees far apart, heels dug in as she bares everything.
Her pussy's slick and swollen, clit pulsing visibly, entrance clenching and practically begging. I climb between her thighs, bracing on my forearms, cock nudging her entrance before sliding up through her wetness to grind against her clit.
She whines high in her throat, hips jerking up needily.
"You want this buried deep?" I tease, voice rough as I circle the head right at her entrance. "Stretching you out, owning every damn inch?"
"Yes, sir," she breathes, desperate, hands clawing at my shoulders, nails biting into skin. "Fuck me. Fill me now. Please."
I push in, slow, controlled, the head breaching first, then sinking inch by inch until her walls grip me tight halfway down.
She gasps sharply, eyes rolling back, so I pause, grinding deeply to let her body catch up. "Eyes open. Look at me while I claim you."
Her gaze snaps to mine, pupils blown wide, frantic as I drive the rest in, balls-deep, my pubic bone pressed flush against her clit.
We groan together, raw and ragged, at the stretch. "Goddamn, you're tight," I mutter through gritted teeth, holding still to feel her pulse around me. "Wet as hell. Made for my cock."
"Gabe," she sobs out, legs hooking around my waist, heels digging into my ass. "Move. Hard. I need it rough."
"Slow build first." I drag out to the tip, achingly slow, then slam back in deep, rolling my hips to drag every ridge along her walls.
Her tits bounce with the motion, nipples hard and begging. I dip down, latch onto one, sucking hard with a graze of teeth, tongue flicking the bud while she arches wildly, pussy clamping tightly.
Her nails rake my back, moans breaking into sharp cries.
"Faster, sir," she pleads, fingers yanking at my hair. "Pound me. Ruin me deep."
I give in to what she's begging for, ramping up the pace. I pull out almost all the way before slamming back with a wet smack that jolts her whole frame.
Her pussy grips like a vise, slick walls rippling around every inch as I set a brutal rhythm, hips snapping hard and relentlessly.
The bed groans under us, her tits bouncing wildly with each thrust, nipples scraping my chest.
Sweat slicks our skin where we grind together, her clit trapped against me on every deep drive.
"Fuck yes, Gabe," she cries, voice hoarse and cracking, legs locked tight around me to pull me even deeper. "Pound that pussy. Harder, sir. Make it hurt so good."
A low growl rumbles in my throat. I brace one hand by her head, the other pinning her hip down, fingers digging hard enough to leave marks.
I fuck her faster, balls slapping her ass, loud and steady, cock spearing her core over and over until her juices squelch around the base and soak the sheets.
Her walls start fluttering, clenching like she's already chasing the edge.
I lean in, claim her mouth in a messy kiss, tongue matching the rhythm of my hips, swallowing her moans as she writhes under me.
"You're taking it so well," I rasp against her lips, pulling back just enough to nip at her jaw. "This cunt's milking me perfectly. Gonna fuck you through three orgasms before I'm done. Squeeze harder. Yeah, milk my cock like you own it."
She sobs my name, nails carving red trails down my back, hips bucking to meet every brutal thrust.
I shift my angle, grinding the head against that spot inside her that makes her eyes cross and thighs quiver.
Her first climax hits fast and hard, pussy convulsing in waves that almost drag me over with her, juices gushing hot around my shaft as she screams. "Coming, sir! Fuck, don't stop, Gabe!"
I keep going, pounding through her spasms, pushing her peak even higher until she's thrashing and whimpering, body sensitive as hell.
Sweat drips from my brow onto her heaving chest, and I suck a nipple deep again, biting just enough to make her arch and clench. "One down," I mutter, voice thick from holding back. "Flip over. On your knees. Ass up for more."
She moves fast, eagerly, scrambling onto all fours with her knees spread wide, back arched deeply to present her dripping pussy.
Those pink handprints on her ass are still visible, her swollen lips glistening, entrance begging. I kneel behind her, grip her hips hard, and line up before thrusting in one savage stroke, burying myself balls-deep.
"Oh, God, yes," she moans loudly, pushing back to take me fully. "Fuck me hard, sir. Own this pussy."
I don't hold back, hips pistoning fast and deep, one hand fisting her hair to keep her head up.
Her tits swing heavily beneath her, ass rippling with every slap of my thighs against her skin.
Her moans turn to desperate pleas as I reach around, rubbing her clit in tight circles, thumb slick with her wetness.
"Tell me how badly you need to come again," I command, voice rough, pounding harder to make her jolt forward with each thrust.
"Please, Gabe," she gasps, voice breaking with need. "Rub my clit faster. Fuck me deeper. I'm gonna come so hard. Fill me up, sir."
Her second orgasm rips through her, body seizing as she screams my name, pussy clamping down tight in pulses that milk every inch of me.
Juices drip hotly down her thighs, soaking me, and she's trembling from the force of it.
The squeeze and the sight of her breaking apart shatter my control.
I roar deeply, thrusts turning erratic and brutal through her climax, chasing my own. "Fuck, Lena. Here it comes. Take it all." My balls tighten, cock swelling as I bury deep one last time, pulsing hard inside the condom, spilling thickly while her walls flutter and pull, drawing out every bit.
Our bodies lock together, shuddering until the waves ease off.
All I hear for a long moment is our ragged breathing.
Her body is still pulsing around me in faint waves, her shoulders trembling, fingers bunched in the sheets like she's afraid the room might tilt again.
My arms cage her in, muscles burning from the effort of holding back for so long, and I realize my jaw is clenched so hard it aches.
I force myself to exhale. "Easy," I murmur, my voice rough. "Breathe, Lena."
She lets out a shaky laugh that sounds half broken. "Kind of hard to do when you've turned my bones into soup."
I huff something that might almost be a laugh and press my forehead to hers for a second.
The heat between us softens from sharp to warm. Her skin is flushed, damp, beautiful.
She looks wrecked and soft at the same time, like she let go of something bigger than just her body.
I pull out and roll to the side, giving her room instead of trapping her there.