Chapter 16 #3
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” I say as I continue to pump, my balls tightening.
Fuck, I need to stop, or I’m going to come way too soon.
“Out on the ice, I think about you.” I pause my strokes and let her breasts naturally fall.
“I think about your fuckable mouth.” I stare down at it as I move up her body and run the tip of my cock along her soft, plump mouth.
“I dream about making you gag. Of you taking me to the back of your throat and swallowing.” I tug on her chin with my thumb, parting her mouth open, and I slide my cock inside.
I angle my body so I can better slip inside.
“Take my cock. All the way, Wylie. Fucking take it.”
She opens wider, and I slide inside, hitting the back of her throat where she gags, then I pull out.
“Yes, baby, like that. Eat this cock.”
I pump in again, going a little farther. She gags harder, her eyes watering, and for a moment, I fear that I went too far until she sucks hard on my dick as I pull out. When I’m all the way out, she smiles and says, “More.”
“Fuck,” I grunt and then pulse into her mouth, twice in a row, loving the sound of her not being able to handle my girth.
I grip the headboard, and I thrust into her mouth again.
And again.
And again.
Each time, she gags and tugs on my cock on the way out to the point that my dick exits her mouth with a pop.
“Fuck, baby.” I pulse into her again. “Even during the game, I kept thinking about this sinful mouth and your greedy cunt.” She runs her teeth along the underside of my cock, and I see stars.
I pull all the way out and breathe heavily, my cock throbbing, precum on the tip, my balls looking for a release.
But not yet.
Not fucking yet.
She needs to come with me.
So I go to my nightstand, where I pull out a vibrator and some lube, wanting to do some exploring.
“Has anyone played with your ass?” I ask. She shakes her head. “Will you let me?”
“Yes,” she says breathlessly.
Satisfied with her response, I apply some lube to a thin vibrator and then reach under my bed where I pull out a triangular wedge pillow and place it under her hips, angling her upward.
Then I adjust her leg straps again so they’re pulling her tight and wide.
When I’m pleased with her positioning, I bring the vibrator to her ass and slowly press it inside her.
“Oh God.” She’s resistant at first so I pause.
“Wylie, I need you to unclench.”
“I’m sorry,” she says as she takes a deep breath. “Just new.”
I stop for a moment and look her in the eyes, wanting to earn her trust. “You know I won’t hurt you, right?”
Her eyes connect with mine as she nods her head. “I know.”
“Then trust me, okay?”
She nods and lets out another breath, unclenching. Once I believe she’s ready, I inch the vibrator inside her, and when I feel like it’s in a good spot, I ask her how she is.
Her breath is already labored as she says, “Good.” Pleased with her response, I realize just how fucking fun this will be. The thought of her coming apart at my hands makes me want this so much more.
With her consent, I turn on the vibrator and watch her eyes widen as a new sensation pulses through her.
“Oh my God, Levi.” Her expression is so fucking sexy. Confused. Elated. Turned on. “This is . . . oh God, I can’t . . . this . . . oh fuck.”
“Different, right, babe?”
“Very,” she says as she squirms against her straps. “I . . . fuck, I like this.”
Smiling to myself, I lower my mouth between her legs and bring my tongue right to her clit. I’m not playing around now, I’m ready to tease her. Edge her. Make her scream my name.
“Oh fuck,” she cries as I suck her clit into my mouth. I want to bring her to her apex fast. I want her crying in desperation for me to make her come. I want her so fucking crazy mad for release that she lashes against the restraints and begs me.
I want her to remember this forever. Wanting this forever.
Keeping her spread with two fingers, I play around with her sensitive nub, swiping it with my tongue and making short, concise flicks, which I know will heighten her enjoyment quickly.
“God, Levi,” she moans. “You’re so good.”
Pleased, I cup one breast and squeeze. Her hips lift, and her clit grows against my lips, letting me suck her in harder.
“Fuck me,” she yells. “Yes, Levi. Oh fuck, again.”
Loving her reaction, I continue to play with her clit while I circle her nipple with my finger, teasing her and testing how far I can push her.
Her breath becomes labored.
Her stomach begins to hollow out.
Her hips lift higher.
Her hands tug on the restraints.
And when she tenses beneath me, I pinch her nipple just as I flick my tongue over her clit. Her hips buck up and she lets out a cry of pleasure.
“I’m going to come,” she yells.
Perfect.
I pull away and sit back on my calves, letting just the air of the room circulate around us as her eyes fly open. “Levi,” she says desperately.
“What, baby?” I ask as I smooth my hand over her calf and then kiss it.
“I’m . . . I’m close.”
“I don’t want you coming yet.” I straddle her stomach, press her tits together, and start fucking them again, loving the feel of driving through them.
This will never get old. Ever. I’d say it’s my third favorite way to get off with her.
Number one being her pussy. Number two her mouth.
Maybe one day she’ll let me take her ass.
“Will you let me fuck your ass one day, Wylie?”
She gasps when I pulse hard against her tits, using her for my own pleasure. “Yes,” she answers.
“Then I’d truly own you,” I say as I pull away and move back down her body, checking on the vibrator. “Still feel good?”
“Amazing. I need more.”
“I know,” I say as I start massaging her clit, moving the pads of my fingers in circles.
“Yes,” she says, her arms tugging on the restraints. “More, Levi.”
Her hips rotate.
Her chest heaves.
And her fists clench as I bring her right to the edge again, her pussy so wet that my mouth waters to lick her up.
I pull away and remove myself from the bed as she cries out in frustration.
“Levi, why?”
“Because I can,” I say as I move to the side of the bed and grab one of my favorite vibrators to use on a woman—a smart wand.
I bring it to my balls first and turn it on, letting it vibrate all the way up to my cock where precum comes out the tip again.
I kneel on the bed and bring the tip to her mouth where she licks it off and tries to suck me into her mouth, but I don’t let her.
Not yet. I move back between her legs as I edge myself as well, removing the wand.
One touch of her clit has her lifting her head and body in surprise as she cries out in pleasure.
“Oh my God, yes, Levi, yes.”
Her skin breaks out in sweat as she moves her hips faster, and I can tell she’s getting close. I let her ride out the wand, seeking her pleasure, keeping my eyes on her the entire time, and when I see her mouth fall open, ready to cry out, I turn off the vibrator and pull it away.
“No,” she yells. “No, Levi. Please.”
I turn off the other vibrator as well and remove it, leaving her buzzing but with no release.
I need to kiss her. So I part her lips with my tongue and kiss her wildly.
I love her mouth. I love how she kisses me because it feels so real, like with every stroke she means it.
I could do this forever, so I get comfortable and play with her nipples.
I keep my mouth on hers, making out with her while I twist, pinch, and pluck at her nipples.
She groans against my mouth.
She tugs on her restraints.
And she lifts her chest, seeking more.
Her body is flush, sweaty. Her eyes are wild with hunger. And I’m fucking satisfied. This. With her. It’s... everything. I’ve done this with other women, but nothing beats this connection with Wylie. Nothing beats her reaction. Nothing beats her body. Her incredible cunt. It’s beyond pleasure.
“What would you do if I left you like this, with no release?” I ask.
“Please don’t, Levi. Please don’t do that to me.”
I stroke my cock, which is swollen, ready for release as well.
“I could make myself come.” I tug tightly and lift so she can watch me. “I could come on your tits, on your neck, or on your face. Where do you want it?”
“Inside me,” she says. “I want you inside me.”
“What if I don’t want to come inside you?”
Her eyes well up as she looks at me. “Please, Levi.”
Well fuck, I can’t deny that. Her.
I move to the end of the bed, undo her legs from the cuffs, and bend her legs so her knees are pressed against her chest. Then, thanks to the angle of the pillow, I enter her.
Immediately, she clenches around me, and my eyes roll to the back of my head from how slick, how warm she is.
“Baby, this cunt is mine, you hear me?” I push against her legs as I thrust into her. “No one else comes inside you, all mine.”
“Yours,” she pants out as I drive into her. Sliding along her inner walls, I feel her contract around me, squeeze me, make me see fucking stars. “Fuck, Levi, I’m . . . I’m ready.”
I pull out of her, and she cries out in anger.
“Don’t,” she says, her eyes watering. “Please, Levi. Please fuck me. Please make me come.”
Feeling wild, I undo her cuffs, flip her to her stomach, then push inside her again. This time, I lean forward and grip her neck, feeling her rapid pulse on my fingers as my hips fly wildly into her.
Over and over and over again.
Not stopping.
Not taking a breath.
But claiming everything about her.
Her delicate neck.
Her delicious body.
Her sweet cunt.
It’s mine, all fucking mine.
“Yes, oh my God. Levi . . . ahh,” she cries as her entire body convulses. She screams out in pleasure, her orgasm ripping through her at such a powerful rate as her pussy grips me like a vise.
“Motherfucker,” I yell as I pulse one more time just as she clenches around me.
I still as my cock swells and I spill into her, shooting my cum so hard that everything around me goes black, and my body floats as all feeling and sensation is directed toward my cock pulsing inside her. “Jesus Christ.”
I take calming breaths as I twitch inside her, both of us catching our breath.
After a few seconds, I slowly remove myself and pick her up from the bed. She feels spent in my arms as I carry her into the bathroom where I set her on the counter and start a bath for us. While the water is running, I cup her cheek. She lazily smiles up at me as I kiss her lips.
“You okay?”
“Perfect,” she says. “Really perfect.”
“Good.” I bring my hands to her hips and say, “We should have talked about this sooner, but are you on birth control?”
She chuckles and nods. “I wouldn’t let you come like that if I wasn’t. There’s no doubt that would have made me pregnant.”
I laugh and kiss her forehead. “Yeah, pretty sure that’s the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had.”
“Same,” she says as she rests her head against my chest. “I’m . . . I’m exhausted.”
“Then let me take care of you.” I wrap my arms around her and rub her back. “You’re all mine, Wylie, and I’ll do everything to make sure you’re protected and taken care of.”
Everything.
Levi: There’s going to be a delivery at the apartment soon. Wanted to let you know so you aren’t alarmed when people knock on the door.
Wylie: Ooo, a delivery, what is it?
Levi: Something for you.
Wylie: Really?
Levi: Yup. I want you to be comfortable, and I want you to be inspired.
Wylie: Are you going to make me cry?
Levi: I hope not. The only crying I want from you is when you’re calling out my name. By the way, how do you feel? Sore?
Wylie: Yeah, but it’s a good kind of sore.
Levi: I’m sorry.
Wylie: Please don’t apologize. I want to be sore from your cock. I want to walk around and still feel you inside me. I want to look in the mirror and see your beard burn. I want all of it.
Levi: Baby, don’t get me hard in the locker room.
Wylie: When will you be home?
Levi: After a training session. Won’t be long.
Wylie: Good because I want you again.
Levi: I want you every goddamn second.