Chapter Twenty
“Fuck, Gareth, whatever you do, do not fucking stop.” Indy’s body vibrates with need, her hand slapping against the shower tiles she’s pressed against.
Tightening my grip on her leg, I thrust up into her. Hot water cascades down our bodies, steam rising around us. With her hair twisted around my hand and the other holding her wide against my hips, I’m able to drive deep into her, pushing her higher and harder against the shower wall.
“Goddamn,” I breathe, seeing stars from the way her tight pussy strangles my length.
I lick the water on her neck, never slowing down. Indy’s fingernails dig into the back of my neck, and she starts whimpering my name, chanting it like a prayer.
“Gareth, Gareth. Oh God, yes.” She digs her nails in deeper.
“You take me so good, Trouble. This pussy is mine forever. Do you hear me?” I tug her hair, forcing her to look at me. “Forever.”
“Yours forever,” she agrees, and she barely finishes saying forever before I slam my mouth down on hers.
My tongue assaults her, our bodies moving together. The way she melts into me is both torturous and poetic, reminding me of everything I’ve been missing my entire life and the future I have to look forward to.
I grit my teeth, my hips driving harder into her as I chase the explosion of pleasure I’m riding on the cusp of. My vision blurs, darkening as heat licks up my spine. I’m so fucking close.
Indy slides her hands through my hair, tugging the strands as she desperately kisses me, a mess of tongue and teeth as she moans with every fiery touch.
Then I erupt, my body seizing as my cock pulses and spills inside of her, harder and faster than anything I’ve ever experienced. As soon as my cum has filled her, I pull out quickly, releasing my hold on her, then drop to my knees.
Using my thumbs, I expose her pussy, spreading her wide. Her clit sparkles with her arousal, and I suction my mouth around it, pushing two fingers into her at the same time.
Her juices mix with my cum, and I push it back into her as she cries out. Indy’s legs shake and buckle as both her hands come to rest on my head. She rolls her hips, riding me, chasing her climax.
“Gareth, holy shit.” I look up at her, watching as her head rolls back against the shower wall, her eyes squeezing shut. “I’m so close, fuck. Keep going.”
I lap at her, tasting my release mixed with the sweet flavor of her arousal. “Mmmm,” I groan against her, fucking her with my fingers rough like I know she likes it. “We taste so fucking good together, Trouble.”
I flick my tongue against her clit, using the tip to massage it while I thrust my fingers leisurely inside of her.
She curses under her breath. “I’d…like to know how you…oh my God…taste too, Golden Boy. But you won’t let me suck your cock.”
Her eyes are hooded, teeth sinking deep into her bottom lip. She looks like a dream—water rippling down her body, over her perfect breasts, down her curves. She’d look gorgeous on her knees, too, but this view has been all I’ve dreamed of for the past eight years, and I’m not done taking it in.
“All in good time.” I rock back, trading my tongue for my thumb and rubbing her.
With two fingers buried inside, I use both hands to work her into a frenzy.
She clenches around me, her eyes fluttering shut.
She’s close, and I can’t wait to watch her detonate.
“I’ve been having the best time playing with this pretty pussy of yours. ”
“Gareth,” she moans, the sound landing straight to my dick.
“Use me, Trouble. Ride my hand. Fuck it hard until your cum drips down my hand.”
A look of euphoria rushes over her, and I’m hard again, ready to sink back into the warm pussy my hands have the pleasure of bringing to ruin right now.
Indy rocks against me, removing her grip from my head so she can grab her breasts. She cups them, tweaking her nipples, and I’ve never wished I had an extra set of hands until now. I want to feel what she’s feeling, touch her in every place I can all at once.
Her movements speed up, hips rolling, moans getting louder. The moment her breathing changes, I know she’s right there, riding the edge. She starts bouncing on my fingers, and I apply more pressure to her clit, leaning forward to lightly bite her skin right above the patch of short curls.
“Fuck!” she cries out as her knees buckle, her hands landing on my head again.
She’s beautiful falling apart on my hand, using my body to take control of her pleasure. I keep my rhythm, and her first orgasm quickly rolls into a second. Pride blooms in my chest hearing her curse my name, the sound echoing throughout the glass shower.
I expect her to be completely spent as I withdraw my fingers from her, moving them to her hips to keep her steady, but instead a mischievous gleam sparkles in her eye as she catches her breath. She looks satiated, but not quite finished yet.
Good. I’m not finished with her either.
The water’s starting to turn cold from how long we’ve been in here, so I reach over to turn it off, but she catches my wrist.
“We’re not done in here,” she announces, her voice hoarse and coated in desire.
She pushes me against the shower wall and sinks to her knees, looking up at me through her lashes. “Now it’s your turn, Golden Boy.”
Goddamn, I almost come on the spot. Running my fingers below her jaw, I tip her head up, exposing the sexy column of her neck. I’m tempted to lower myself just to taste her skin, but instead I watch her closely, admiring the glint in her eye that says she’s about to bring me to fucking ruin.
She has no idea that she already has just by simply agreeing to being mine.
For a few unspoken seconds, it’s a battle of wills as the tension thickens between us—the anticipation of what’s to come. My dick twitches, bobbing in front of her face as she holds me in place by my thighs.
Then she licks her lips, and I swear I feel my erection leak precum.
“Suck,” I command, resolve and patience severing. All I want is her lips around me.
“As you wish, Golden Boy.” She smiles wide before licking her lips again, then she slides her lips down my shaft, sucking me into her throat. Hard.
There’s nothing for me to grab onto, so I wrap my fist around her wet, pink tendrils of hair, white-knuckling the strands but careful not to pull too hard.
“Fuck, Indy. That mouth.”
She slides up and down my shaft like it’s her favorite flavor of lollipop, taking me all the way to the back of her throat. I see white when she cups my balls, playing with them while she gags on my shaft.
She’s spurring me on, piercing my skin with her nails as she uses my body to fuck her own throat harder. Small moans vibrate through her, pushing me closer to release.
It’s too much—the view of her on knees for me, staring up at me with her big blue eyes lined with tears from sucking me down so deep.
“You suck me so well, Trouble. I knew your mouth was made for me just like that tight pussy is. Every inch of you is mine—you hear me? Just like every inch of me is yours.” I fist her hair tighter, heat searing up my spine. “If you don’t want me to spill down your throat, tell me now.”
She tightens her grip on my legs, sucking me harder.
I lose it. Stars line my vision as I come. I hold her head tight, my hips bucking wildly into her mouth.
Shuddering through my release, I loosen my hold on Indy, staring down at her with awe as she laps up every drop of cum like it’s a meal she’s afraid to miss. I’ve never seen such a beautiful fucking sight. My eyes rove over her skin, hoping to commit this vision to memory.
Indy’s cheeks are stained pink, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. We’ve been at this for hours, waking up throughout the night with an insatiable need for each other. I lost count of how many times I’ve made her come, but I know I’ll never grow tired of this, and I’d never deny her another orgasm.
Instinctually, my fingers drift to her center, still slick with arousal. Her clit is swollen, sensitive to the touch, and her knees buckle when my fingers lightly drift across it.
She hisses through her teeth. “Easy, Golden Boy. I’m sensitive.” A wicked smile glides across her face as she returns the favor, playing with my balls.
“Alright,” I breathe a shaky breath. “Let’s get some food in you and maybe a nap.”
“Sounds perfect.”
Pressing up on her toes, she kisses me, pressing her slick body against mine. My tongue finds her way into her mouth quickly, and I deepen the kiss while reaching over to shut the water off.
Indy bites my bottom lip as I lean into her, forcing her back to arch.
My hands come around to her lower back, holding her tight against me.
We moan into each other’s mouths—but I mean what I said a second ago, it’s time to feed her and make sure she rests.
So I wrap a towel around her before grabbing one for myself, then lead her back to my bed.
She’s just as desperate for me as I am for her, her legs widening when I lay her on the bed, giving me a view of everything that makes me salivate as her towel falls to the side. Water droplets cling to her body like they’re paid to be there, her cunt glistening again, begging for my mouth.
A groan passes through me, dick hardening at the sight of my girl spread out before me, but I force myself to behave instead of pressing back into her sweet pussy like my body craves.
Reluctantly, I rip my gaze and give her my back, knowing if I don’t walk out of this room right now to go make us something to eat, we’ll die of starvation because I won’t be leaving that bed anytime soon if I don’t.
Indy’s laughter follows me into the kitchen, a promise that things are only getting started.
A soft breeze wraps around the ranch, adding a slight chill to the air as Indy and I walk the property line hand in hand. Gravel and dry grass crunches under each step. Whimsey runs ahead, stopping to bounce in excited circles as she barks and nudges Indy’s hand.
Indy smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.