17. Greedy
GREEDY
CHELSEA
I let out a muffled moan when Sean leaned close and fed his cock to me, filling up my mouth slowly. His masculine taste and thick girth overwhelmed me with pleasure.
Blinking up at his powerful frame, I watched his face, the small bob of his Adam’s apple and the hot look in his eyes darkening when he slowly filled me up.
I relaxed my throat as much as I could, but he was everywhere. His thickness making me clench, his manly taste overwhelming me and his groans making me shiver.
There was no way I could run. Nowhere I could escape his slow but deep thrusts with my head pressed on the cold tile.
It turned me on.
“You look absolutely fucked out, darling,” he whispered, his finger feeling my hollowed cheeks as I struggled to fit him in my mouth.
His dick throbbed, his husky groan making me clench.
“Good girl,” Sean grunted, cupping my face and thrusting inside my mouth.
I squirmed, but his hold stayed firm. My fingers dug into his thighs, feeling them tense and relax. Strong muscles flexed each time he thrusted and exhaled.
Water trickled out of my eyes, but I didn’t care. I kept my gaze on his face and let him use my mouth.
I liked it. I liked it a lot.
This side of the sweet, playful and caring Sean. As if he wanted to put me on a leash and collar and use me as his pet .
My knees hurt, but I stayed put, keeping my throat relaxed as drool seeped out of my lips and trailed down my chin. I wanted to please him until I swallowed his cum.
“Fuck, Princess,” Sean moaned, his lips parting as he watched his cock pull out and slid inside me. “If only you could see yourself right now. You look like you were made to suck my cock.”
His filthy praise made me clench, and I couldn’t stop another moan from escaping my mouth. He chuckled and pressed closer, the tip of my nose bumping against his hot skin.
“Dirty little Princess,” he whispered and pulled out. I gasped for air as drool leaked out of my mouth.
“My dirty little princess,” Sean repeated, cupping my jaw and leaning down to kiss me. My eyes widened when he turned the kiss messy, forcing me to open my mouth until he tasted himself. “You’re so perfect.”
He straightened up before sliding inside my mouth once again, and I didn’t waste time to be his good girl and take him as deep as I could.
I hummed and groaned when he started fucking my throat earnestly.
Each thrust was perfect. My jaw was starting to ache, but I knew he was close by the clench of his abs and flush on his chest, neck and face.
His hand remained on my head, either petting me or stroking my cheek tenderly, which was the opposite of his thrusts.
He was both rough and gentle.
“I’m gonna cum, Princess,” he said, his breathing harsh as hips jerked and cock throbbed inside me. His head threw back and he let out a deep groan that made my toes curl.
Sean was about to pull out, but I whined and held his hips to follow his cock to keep him in my mouth.
Another groan and I felt him come. Thick warm cum erupted in my mouth, but I was too focused on his taste that I didn’t realize he had pulled out until the warm spurt of his cum painted my neck and breasts.
I gasped and looked up at him with blurry vision. He was panting too, jerking himself off until everything came out. I licked my lips and tasted his musky, male scent and glanced at the white cum on my hard nipples and flushed skin.
“Fuck, Princess,” he sighed, kneeling down and cupping my face. “You are greedy. Wanted to swallow everything, huh?”
I blinked at the buzz in my ears when he wiped my tears and kissed my forehead. “You okay, Princess?” He asked, his voice soft as he helped me up.
My knees gave out, and I stumbled on him. His arms wrapped around me and pressed me close to his chest, his heartbeat racing fast. “S-sorry, I feel heady,” I apologized, clutching his arms for support.
“No need to apologize, pretty girl.” He kissed my head and turned on the shower. He checked the temperature of the water before pulling me after him. “Can I wash you?” He asked, tucking my hair behind my ear and making me look at him.
Blood rushed my cheeks. I felt shy and embarrassed. I was covered in his cum, and he didn’t care about it.
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied, my voice barely audible when I kept my gaze on his neck. I took a deep breath when he leaned closer. Warm water trickled over us. His skin felt hot, but his lips were hotter as they pressed against mine.
I jumped and pulled back, covering my lips, and stared at his wide eyes. “But you…”
“What?” He frowned. “You don’t want to kiss?”
“I do, but, “ I frowned. “You’ll taste yourself.”
He seemed confused. “What about it, Princess? I don’t care if I taste my cum. You gave me one of the best blowjobs of my life and made me cum. Of course I want to kiss you.”
I swallowed, ignoring the harsh words that played in my head spoken by my ex and focused on the wonderful man standing across from me.
Instead of answering him, I leaned on the tips of my toes and kissed him. He quickly claimed my lips in a gentle kiss, his cum smearing both of our skin. But neither of us cared, our lips moving together in a sweet rhythm, our hot breath caressing each other’s cheeks.
It was a lover’s kiss.
The warm shower felt calming and Sean stayed true to his words of washing me.
He shampooed my hair, conditioned it, and washed my body with a fresh shower oil that smelled like rainforest. I had never used shower oil, but it felt like something a rich person would use and smelled like.
I squirmed in his arms when he passed the loofah over my breasts and gave me a stern look to stay still.
“You’re teasing me,” I gasped when his mouth covered my nipple, kissing and biting it.
“No,” he replied, licking the now-red nipple before giving the same attention to my other breast. “I’m just showering my pretty Princess.”
“ Tease ,” I whispered when he pulled back and squeezed my ass with a wide grin playing on his lips.
We washed up, and he told me he would help me lotion my body. I relished in his warm hands kneading my sore muscles while applying the lotion. I blushed when he told me lay on my stomach on his bed so he could apply calming lotion on my ass. I yelped when he kissed my ass cheek.
“You’re a weirdo,” I mumbled underneath my breath and shrieked when he slapped my ass.
“What was that, Princess?” He asked playfully before turning me around and raising his brow.
“Meanie,” I pouted, making him chuckle. Sean paid attention to my knees, which felt sore with skin tender. He gently applied the calming lotion on my legs before kissing them and dressing me in his baggy tee.
I watched his low-rise gray sweatpants when he dried my hair. I licked my lips and fumbled with my fingers. I didn’t know what I was expecting from him tonight, but he had definitely exceeded them. I didn’t know what to make of it.
“Come on,” he said, keeping the dryer down and dragging me to bed. “Time to go to bed. You were nodding off.”
I yawned and got under the sheets. I wanted to fight him, maybe demand more kisses from him until they got heated, but I felt sleepy and my stomach felt tense, so I stayed put.
His warm chest pressed against my back and I passed out within a few minutes.
Unfortunately, I woke up in the middle of the night because of my stomach cramping and feeling something wet and sticky underneath me.