Chapter 3 #2
She’s shivering so hard, but I have to do it again.
I sweep my tongue lightly over her clit—I know she’ll be sensitive by now—but in moments she’s grinding up against my mouth, and I suck it in once more, running my tongue over the tender tip while I fuck her hard, driving my fingers deep.
In moments she’s coming again, panting and mewling, her lovely cunt grasping at my plunging fingers.
My body is on fucking fire. I pull away from her only because I have to.
Have to get naked. I kick my way out of my boots, my jeans, my boxer briefs, then I lower my body onto hers.
I press my wet, needy cunt onto her thigh, and it feels too damn good.
I slide back and forth, the pressure building until I know I won’t be able to take much more.
Then I shift higher, grinding my hips into her; my mound, my clit, pressing down on hers.
She wraps her arms around my back, holding me tight, kissing and biting into my neck, and need spirals to an unbelievable height before I come in a heated rush of devastating pleasure.
“Oh, fuck! Evie! Jesus fuckkkk…”
My pussy convulses as my clit grinds against hers. My breath is one heavy pant after another. And I can’t stop coming. Wave after wave washes over me, making me tremble, and I bury my face in her hair, breathe her in, try to get my body to calm down.
I have never felt anything like this.
It’s not enough.
“Fuck. I will never get enough of you, Evie. What have you done to me?”
“Mmm, I could say the same,” she replies, a dreamy smile on her lovely face.
“Good. Because I am nowhere near done with you yet.”
I stand, making sure I have my balance before I pick her up. She lets out a small yelp, then giggles, and I can practically feel her body vibrating as I carry her across the loft to my bed.
I lay her on her back on the white down comforter, and she looks like some kind of God damn angel laying there with her pale blue hair spread out around her face.
She smiles up at me, and says, “You know, I’m not done with you, either, Dru.”
“Ooh, she’s sassy,” I tease. “And I would love nothing more than to spank the sass out of you right this minute, but we have to talk about it first.”
“Really?” she asks, her crystal-gray eyes glowing.
Oh, yeah. If this woman isn’t a sub, it’s only because she doesn’t know it yet.
“Yeah, really. But we negotiate when we haven’t both just come and I’m not about to fuck your brains out, sweetheart.”
“Hmm. Okay,” she says with a pout that’s too damn adorable.
I lean down and kiss her lush pink mouth, then nip her lower lip. “No pouting, or you’ll pay for it later,” I growl at her.
“Promises, promises,” she sasses, and good God, I need to spank that delectable ass.
“Meanwhile…” I say, trailing off as I yank her down to the end of the bed, get on my knees, and wrap her legs around my shoulders. “You’re going to come for me again right now, darlin’.”
“Mmm, okay.”
She giggles again, but the giggling stops as soon as I plant my mouth on her luscious, wet pussy.
And she tastes so damn good, like honey and desire and her warm come.
I drink her in as I lick her from her hole to her sweet little clit, then back down again, teasing her for a few moments before I take her clit into my mouth and suck hard, ramming my fingers inside her.
She’s so, so wet, and I slide right in, then curve my fingers to hit her g-spot, rubbing it mercilessly.
“Ohhhhh!” she cries out. “Yes!”
She comes so fast, so hard, I think we’re both a bit shocked by it. Her hips buck, but I only drive my fingers deeper, suck harder on her clit, and before her orgasm ends, another one begins, and she’s shivering under me while I suck and lick and fuck her faster.
“Ooooooooh, God!”
“One more time, baby girl,” I demand.
“But… I can’t,” she claims, out of breath, her voice a harsh murmur I love to hear.
“Oh, but you can,” I assure her.
I go in with my tongue again, pushing it into her sweet hole, fucking her with it while I tease her clit with my fingers, then rub it in circles as I reach up and pinch one of her plump nipples between my fingers.
The moment I pinch her she comes again, yelping and shaking and giggling as her body explodes.
And by the time she’s done I’m laughing with her.
She’s just too damn sweet, and so fucking adorable, I can barely stand it.
And my body is fucking on fire.
I climb on top of her once more, her tits so soft under mine, and I align my clit with hers and begin to arch into her.
She grabs my hips.
“Dru? I want to make you come. Please?”
“Whatever you want, baby,” I tell her, craving her touch.
“Really?” she asks with a small squeal, making me laugh again.
“Yeah, really.”
“I wasn’t sure. I’ve dated some butch women and some non-binary folks and… well, sometimes they’re pretty disconnected from the femaleness of their bodies. And last time we spoke, you identified as enby, so…”
“I still do, sweet girl. They/them or she/her. Or ‘Sir’, but we’ll get to that later. But this is my body, and it’s made to feel pleasure as much as yours is. Just tell me what you want to do.”
“I want to lick you. I want you to come in my mouth. But I’m so worn out from coming…”
“Yeah, I bet you are. Stay right there.”
I take her hips and slide her further up on the bed.
Then I climb on and straddle her, moving up the bed until my pussy is right over her face, and I’m pulsing with heat and need so sharp, it drives deep into my body.
She grabs a pillow and shoves it under her head for leverage, then her warm breath is on my skin, and I can barely stand to wait.
What will her mouth on me feel like?
I realize my legs are trembling with such acute anticipation, it’s almost like pain. Then her hands slide over my thighs, and she caresses them with her fingertips as I brace myself on the headboard.
She feathers her fingers over my inner thighs, then closer, closer, and it’s such delicious torture, a part of me wants it never to end, except that I need her to touch me. And she does, those silky fingers lightly stroking my labia, slipping over the wetness there.
“Can I fuck you?” she asks tentatively.
“Yeah, fuck me, Evie.”
She slides one finger inside me, and I have to bite back a groan.
Then her hot tongue flicks at my clit, and I can’t help the noises that escape my throat.
Her finger slides deeper, then out, and when she impales me again, she’s added another finger, and she starts a slow, rhythmic fucking.
My hips move in time with her, grinding down just a little, and she finally captures my clit in her mouth and sucks.
I try to hold back; I really do. But Jesus god, her mouth feels so damn good, her tongue and her lips working me so flawlessly, as if she’s known my body forever. Pleasure is roaring through me, from her sucking, hot mouth, from her fingers fucking me deep and slow, and oh, God, I’m gonna come.
“Mmm, yeah, baby, fuck me…”
My cunt starts to clench as pleasure rolls over me, hot and powerful, and I shiver as I come, then come harder as she sucks my whole clit into her mouth.
My climax is like a God damn storm, whipping through my system, making me shake so damn hard I have to grip the headboard to hold myself up, and finally I just grind down hard onto her face, into her hand, and what starts as a low growl turns into a yell that I have to throw my head back to release.
“Ahh! Fuck, yeah! Ah, ah, ahhhhhh!”
When it fades away I collapse on top of her, trying to hold my weight off her, but I’m so far gone I can barely think straight.
I roll onto my side and wrap her up in my arms, my head buzzing, my body still shivering all over, and it almost feels as if I’m still coming, a hard clenching of pure pleasure deep in my belly.
How is that even possible?
But then, how is it possible that my mad crush, the luscious and lovely Evie Taylor, is here in my bed with me? That every fantasy I’ve ever had of her is coming true in such spectacular fucking fashion, I can barely believe it?
She nuzzles into my neck, and a sense of utter contentment I’ve never felt before takes over, warming me from head to toe. I don’t know what to do with this feeling. But I decide there’s nothing more I need to do tonight.
Except fuck her again once I catch my breath.