Chapter 34
S age’s divine softness shivers at each point of contact with my touch, and I feel like I’m having an out-of-body experience. Her stomach caves as I drag the material off, leaving her nearly bared to me.
“You’re goddamn heaven, baby. So beautiful.” The groan in my voice disappears into a dark hum of desire as I lose the battle to keep my mouth off her.
Still sitting upright, I cup and squeeze her breasts together, covering the thin lace with my mouth and sucking down on one hardened nipple. My girl moans quietly and holds my head there, grinding harder on me with her hot, wet pussy perched over the steel bar in my jeans.
“I like this game better.” She arches into my mouth as I bite down. “Much, much better.” Her breathy voice hitches as I suck hard on her tits through the soaked fabric.
“You’ve got one more question,” I murmur against the softness of her breast. Using my teeth, I drag the material of her bra down to expose her pebbled nipples before flicking at the tight bud with my tongue. “Unless you’re gonna be a dirty girl and rub that soaked cunt on me until I blow in my briefs.” My teeth catch the stiffened peak, and I give her the tiny little nibbles that she loses her mind for. Whining and rocking her covered clit against my belt buckle, Sage chases that added friction her body is hungry for.
“Why can’t I be sensible around you? I’ve never been this person.” She gasps as I draw her nipple into my mouth and suck down harder.
I can’t get enough of any part of this girl’s body, but her tits are my obsession, I swear to god.
“Sage, every time I think there’s a chance I might be able to function without thinking about you every two seconds, I fail.” Cupping and squeezing her roughly, I pinch down on the wetness covering the hard buds, before nipping the outer swell of her breasts. “I think we’re both suffering from the same issue.”
“You think about me, hot stuff?”
My dick pulsates with need, tight and threatening to burst through my fly of its own accord.
“You know I do.” Lick . “All the damn time.” Bite . “I can’t stop thinking about you, trouble.” Running my tongue in a slick track straight up her throat, I pause with my lips dusting over hers. “And I don’t want to stop, either.”
She makes a frustrated, whimpering noise. “I’m not waiting for you to get these off.” Her hips lift. “Take your cock out right now.”
“Slow, baby.” I remind her, and that drags another of those impatient noises from the back of Sage’s throat. Pinching my teeth down on her bottom lip, I then suck on the spot to ease any potential sting. Moving in the darkness, I fumble to get rid of the barrier formed by my jeans and briefs. Sage unclasps her bra, letting her rounded tits bounce freely, and tosses it to join the rest of her clothes as I shove the waistband as low as possible. Letting my rock-hard cock stand tall between us, I drag my knuckle back and forth over the front of her panties.
“ Mmmfuck . You’re a mess. This pussy is drenched and so damn needy.” I rub and press harder over the material as I fist myself and give a couple of firm strokes. With how much I’m already leaking, we’re in as much of a state of desperation as each other. It’s like our bodies know the way we fit together so perfectly, and that sensation of being joined is all I goddamn want.
I don’t want to let her go. Ever.
“Let me taste you first.” She wraps her soft hand around mine, pressing her thumb down on my tip, swiping up precum, and dragging it over my piercing.
“Jesus. Fuck.” My cock throbs beneath her touch. “Then you better rub that sweet cunt all over my face while you suck me down.”
“God. This would be so hot if we could use your camera and film it.” Sage slides the metal bar back and forth one last time with a wickedness in her sultry voice, before moving around and positioning herself on hands and knees, wrapping her perfect, biteable thighs around my ears.
Then her sinfully hot mouth is on me, and I don’t have any reply for her little game of temptation. It would be insane of us to even consider it, but it’s like she just set my blood on fire at the mere flicker of that single idea. I’ve never wanted to risk anything like that—not with a career in the public eye—and yet if this girl asked me to, I’d hand her the power, turn that tripod around, and agree to whatever she asked for, without hesitation.
Wrapping her lips around me, she runs her tongue along my shaft, teasing the barbell each time she eases back to the tip, and I’m feral. Letting my mouth close over her panties, sucking hard through the fabric until she’s even more soaked between the combination of her arousal and my saliva. Then I’m nudging the material aside, using my tongue to roam over every part of her pussy. Tracing every ruffle and swirling along the seam of bunched fabric between her entrance to her clit and back again.
I could get goddamn lost in this closeness, the intimacy of skin-to-skin contact, the scent of her, and having our mouths on each other. Fuck taking photos. Fuck anything we came out here for in the first place. All I want is the sensation of her quivering and bucking and flooding my tongue with her cum.
All I want is for Sage to feel treasured and worshipped, like she can let go without worrying if I’ll be there to catch her or not.
My balls tingle as her spit drips down to coat me. Sage gets sloppier and sloppier, making sweet, greedy noises around my length. Her lips trace down to the base of my shaft as her sounds of pleasure grow louder. Each one of those porny little moans she keeps letting out vibrates through me as I swell inside her mouth, and my balls tighten at how incredible she feels.
“ Ffffuck . You need to come the fuck all over my face.” I stiffen my tongue and dig my fingers into her hips. Shoving as far inside her cunt as possible, until she lets out a muffled squeal, I feel the ripples take hold. Her tongue laps at me frantically, and I know she’s almost there. Using one thumb, I swipe through her arousal, then reach around, shoving beneath her panties to glide over her ass.
As soon as I press down on her tight little rosebud hole, Sage gags and makes a pleading noise with me buried in her throat.
With my tongue pushed deep inside her, tasting heaven, and my thumb rubbing hard over her back entrance, I feel her walls clamp down. She pulses around my tongue, feeding me her cum and soft little moans. The feel of her detonating is like a goddamn headrush, and it takes everything in me not to simply give in to the need to fill her mouth right then and there.
Sage pops off me with a gasp as I keep kissing her pussy and licking up every drop of sweetness she gives me, and I don’t let up. I want this girl blissed out of her head and trembling. She’s so goddamn perfect, and if all I get to do is give her orgasm after orgasm, then that’ll have to satisfy my craving for everything about my girl for now.
Until a time when I can make her mine for real.
“Beau. Oh, god.” She pants, forehead damp and slumped against my thigh.
I roam my hands across every inch of her bare skin that I can reach, still sucking on her and flicking my tongue. “Turn around for me, baby. Let me give you what you need.” I growl against her core.
“I need you so deep.” Sage whimpers as her swollen clit drags against my facial hair, and the gorgeous thing she is, does it again, arching her spine to chase the sensation.
“Keep doing that, and I’m gonna end up painting your tits and chin with cum, trouble.” My groan gets lost somewhere inside her cunt as my dick jerks and begs me to let go and do exactly that. The visual alone is enough to have tension pooling low in my spine.
“Holy shit, that would be so hot.”
“Decide what you want first… because you’re playing with fire humping my face like a little slut.”
Sage makes a wanton noise that goes straight to my balls. “I wanna be full of you. I want everything. You keep saying filthy shit, and I just want all of it.”
But my girl knows what she truly desires because she climbs off my mouth and spins around to straddle me again.
“Good fucking girl. Lift your hips for me, baby. Let me pump this pussy until you’re dripping like I know you’re aching for.”
Sage makes a tiny noise of relief as she rises onto her knees, giving me access so I can curl a finger to hook beneath her drenched panties, currently wedged between her pussy lips, tugging them to one side. With the other, I grip my cock and nudge the swollen head and piercing inside her soaked entrance.
She clenches around my tip immediately, like a goddamn dream.
“ Mmm . Oh fuck. Oh my god.” Her eyes roll back as she impales herself on me, sinking straight to the hilt in a slick glide. She’s so soft, so silky, and an absolute fucking mess of swollen arousal.
“That’s it,” I grunt, feeling every single ripple and squeeze as her walls stretch to accommodate me. “Goddamn, I just want to be inside this pussy all the time. I’d have you wrapped around me all day if you let me. You look so perfect in my bed, naked and begging and soaked with how needy you are for my cock.”
“Beau… fuck, baby… keep talking.” Sage rocks back and forth, and I palm the softness of her hips, her thighs, her stomach as she tangles both hands in her hair above me. “I love it when you talk to me.” Her whines, the sweetest notes of begging mixed with desire, fill the night.
Horny, out of her head, Sage, riding my cock gets anything she wants.
“I’m obsessed with you, baby. You wanna know how much? All I can dream about is having you. All I want is to be with you. I want to have you in my arms every night, every morning, and to be the only one to fuck you just right, the way I know you need it.”
Sage squeezes me so damn hard I think I’m about to lose my mind.
“You take every inch. Look at you swallowing every bit of me. We were made to fit together, and you know it.”
Her moans grow louder as her hips glide back and forth. It’s slow, it’s sensual, and I grit my teeth with the effort to hold off erupting and filling her until I’m dripping down her thighs because I don’t ever want this moment to end. As I watch Sage arch and tip her head back, lost in the sensation of pleasure, the night sky overhead is a perfect, shimmering painting. The universe putting on a brilliant show of starlight can’t ever compare to how spellbinding Sage is.
I’m so hopelessly in love with her. I have to bite back a thousand confessions that threaten to wrestle loose from my lungs.
Being buried as deep as I can get inside her velvety softness feels like the only thing I can think of ever wanting or needing. She’s the only thing that makes me feel like me again, like I can breathe, like I can see a way forward for the first time.
“Oh—oh fuck—fuck.” Her legs tremble, pussy tightening and gripping me to death.
“Christ. Yes. I need your cunt milking every last drop. It all belongs to you, my pretty girl. And you don’t waste a single bit of my cum, do you? I’m gonna make sure you’re full, and these panties are gonna keep me right there until I get you home, and then I can spill inside your tight little ass, too.”
Sage lets out a low-pitched moan and snaps her hips faster, perfect breasts bouncing as her body shakes under the force of her impending orgasm.
“Fuck you. Fuck you for being this good. Fuck you, I need you to touch me. God, I need you…” Her sobs of pleasure melt into a shuddering groan as I give her exactly that.
“C’mon, give it all to me.” I grit out, breaths frantic, as my stomach clenches and I fuck up into her with wild thrusts. “Stroking my cock like a perfect slut. Come with me, baby. I’m gonna come.”
Circling her clit, the added pressure is Sage’s final undoing. She detonates above me, convulsing and throwing her head back as her pussy spasms violently around my length.
“ Unghhhh. Ffffuck. Baby.” My release crashes into me, stealing my vision and my brain cells. I’m rutting up into her as my cock throbs and unloads over and over. With each jerk of my hips and shot of cum coating her walls, I feel the hot sticky slickness and unreal sensation between us when I pump deep inside.
Words leave my mouth, but I’m not even sure they make any sense. I tell her how beautiful she is. How much I need her. How I can’t get enough of her hungry, perfect cunt. How she’s going to take me all night until she begs me to stop.
Sage tells me she never wants to stop.
She clenches around me again and again, and I feel another short burst erupt deep inside her as my balls tighten up in response. She’s got some sort of magical hold on me, one that erases any sense of which way is up.
Dragging her down to drape over my torso, I keep Sage still impaled on my length as I soften inside her, but only barely. I’m so savage for her it feels like I won’t need any time at all to recover.
I take her mouth as she sobs little whimpers against me while I keep slowly rocking us together, guiding her through the comedown. My arms wrap her up, pinning every inch of my girl impossibly tight against my chest. We make out, slow and filled with so much need to be connected. It’s the headiest feeling ever.
I’m high on Sage, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt more certain that this is what I want. That I want her. I want to be wherever she is, for as long as I have breath left in my lungs.