Chapter 14 #3
“Come ride my face, sweetheart.” She hesitates a second as she bites her bottom lip. “Give me that fucking pussy, Vienna. Now.”
My command sparks something inside of her because she immediately obeys, swinging her hips as she walks toward me, lifting her shirt over her head and undoing the clasp on her bra, tossing it to the side before she climbs on the bed and straddles my face. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes. Now, let me show you how fucking sorry I am.” I yank her down to me, pulling her as close as I can before feasting on the silky flesh between her legs.
Vienna leans her head back, panting. “Yes…yes…” I suck her clit between my lips, flicking my tongue over the bud, loving the way she shivers in my grasp while my hands guide her hips over my mouth. I can feel her dripping over my lips and down my chin, and I’m loving it.
This woman. This sexy as hell woman is all I’ve been able to think about and tasting her is only going to fuel my obsession with her. Now that I know what she tastes like, I’m going to want to live between her legs. Now that I’ve heard her moans, I’m going to need to hear them every day.
And now that I know that she’s just as desperate for me as I am for her, I’m going to have to face what I’m feeling.
Vienna tenses in my hands. “Yes, right there.” I move one of my hands behind her, sliding it between her ass cheeks and down until I can tease her entrance, slowly pushing a finger inside as she continues to swivel her hips over my tongue.
She drops her head down so our eyes meet, her lips parted, her breaths turning quicker as she keeps riding my face. “You’re gonna make me come, Rhonan.”
“Do it. Soak my fucking face, Vienna.”
My tongue gets back to work, and after a few more moments, Vienna lets out a scream that I’m afraid our other neighbors might hear.
But that sound? Fuck, I didn’t know I needed that sound in my life.
When her body goes slack, I lick through her pussy once more and then help her slowly ease to the bed, licking my lips as I reach for my zipper and then freeze.
“Fuck, I don’t have a condom.”
“I do,” she breathes before reaching for the drawer on her nightstand and tossing one in my direction.
She lies on her back, her legs pressed together in an attempt to be modest, as if I didn’t memorize every inch of her already, especially the soaked pink flesh I just got up close and intimate with.
“Let’s just say I wanted to be prepared, just in case you… ”
“Gave in?”
She nods. “Something like that.”
I reach behind me, pulling my shirt over my head and then shoving off my jeans and briefs as quickly as I can, covering my cock with the condom, stroking my length as Vienna watches me from the bed, her eyes locked on my erection. “You sure you want this?”
She stuns me as she reaches between her legs, runs her fingers through her pussy, and then holds them up for me to see. “What do you think?”
Leaning forward, I capture her fingers in my mouth, licking them clean. “I think you’re about to get fucked, Vienna.”
The truth is, she fucked me up a long time ago and I’m just now realizing that I don’t fucking care. Something within me has shifted, and it’s all because of the woman spread out on the bed beneath me, offering herself to me unconditionally.
But it’s not just her body that I want—it’s her. My head is catching up to my gut and the stubborn organ in my chest that’s continued to protest all of the feelings this woman brings up within me.
“Please, Rhonan,” she whimpers, bringing me back to the moment.
Crawling over her on the bed, I line my cock up to her entrance, teasing her by pushing forward just enough and then pulling back out, running my head up her slit to her clit and rubbing her there as well. “Your pussy is fucking perfect. I’m ashamed to admit how much I’ve thought about this.”
She closes her eyes and whines. “God, stop teasing me. I thought you were supposed to be apologizing to me…”
I gently grasp her by the chin, waiting for her eyes to pop back open, and when they do, the vulnerability that passes through both of us nearly shocks me. “You have no idea how fucking sorry I am, Vienna. Truly.”
She cups the side of my face, her eyes bouncing between mine. “I forgive you.”
“Good.” I thrust forward, burying myself inside of her in one fell swoop as she cries out. “Because I need to make you come again.”
Her nails dig into my back and her head is tossed back as far as it can go. She shrieks each time I piston my hips forward, hitting her deep and hard like she needs. “God, just like that, Rhonan.”
“This pussy was aching for my cock, wasn’t it?” I keep up my pace, fixating on her face and mouth as I watch her take every inch of me and loving the sounds she makes as I fill her over and over again. “Hard and fast…that’s what you wanted, right?”
Her hands find the sides of my face again, bringing my nose to hers. “Yes. God, it’s so good, Rhonan.”
“I love having you spread out beneath me like this, stretching you open, filling you up.” My lips latch onto her nipple, sucking the bud between my teeth. “You ran away from me that night…”
“I know. I’m sorry too.”
“Maybe it was for the best…because I wouldn’t have been able to appreciate you like this before. But now?” Her moans grow louder. “Now I’m going to take my time showing you the attention you deserve.”
I pull out of her and throw her legs back by her head. “What the…”
Dropping my mouth to her pussy, I flick my tongue over her clit again and lap at her until she’s gasping. “So fucking wet…”
“Fuck, Rhonan. God, please…”
I hover over her again and slide inside easily, pinning her hands above her head once more as I kiss along her collarbone. “So fucking pretty when you beg.”
“Fuck, I’m close.” I release her hands as she reaches between us, rubbing her fingers over her clit.
“That’s right. Rub that clit, baby. Fucking soak my cock with your cum.
” I speed up, watching her breasts bounce with each of my thrusts, pulling her nipple in my mouth as her hand moves faster between us.
And then she’s screaming, clenching around me, making me follow right behind her as I fill the condom with my release.
“Fuckkkk…” I drag out until every last drop has left my body, and then I collapse, rolling off of her.
We lie there, breathing heavily until we turn to face each other at the same time.
“You’re forgiven,” Vienna says on a shaky breath.
“Good.” I stare back up at the ceiling, trying to get my heart rate back under control. And I’m waiting for the guilt to slam into me like it has the last two times, but it doesn’t.
Fuck.
“Rhonan?” Vienna’s voice cuts through my racing thoughts.
“Yeah?”
“What happens now?”
Her question shouldn’t catch me off guard, but as soon as I twist back to face her, I can see the uncertainty in her eyes.
We do that again.
It’s the only thought in my brain at this moment, because I know without a doubt that I’m not going to be able to resist this woman anymore now that I’ve had her beneath me.
But before I can say anything, I hear my phone chime from the pocket of my jeans. “Fuck, I—I need to get back home.”
“Oh…okay, yeah.”
Once we clean up and redress, an awkward silence rests between us. Vienna walks me to her door, where I find the picture from Ellis on the floor—a victim of the desperation we gave in to. “Shit.” I lean down and pick it up, twisting to hand it to her. “By the way, Ellis made this for you.”
Vienna studies the paper in her hands, tears forming in her eyes. “That girl has the biggest heart. I hope she never changes.”
“Yeah, I know. I have no idea where she got it from, honestly.”
Vienna tilts her head at me. “That’s funny—because I do.”
I reach for the door, not wanting to leave but knowing that I have to. “Good night, Vienna.”
“Good night, Rhonan.”
Once her door is shut and I hear her lock it, I make my way back home slowly, replaying everything that just happened and what the fuck I’m supposed to do about it now.
I don’t regret sleeping with her. Not one fucking bit.
In fact, I feel like it was only inevitable at this point.
But now what?
As soon as I walk in the door, I find Joanne standing there, her arms crossed over her chest and a knowing look on her face.
“Yes, Joanne?”
“You’ve been gone for a while.”
Shit. I didn’t even think about how much time had passed while I was there. I push a hand through my hair, which draws Joanne’s attention to the sight. Her brow lifts.
“We were…talking.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “And did you grovel?”
I attempt to fight my smirk, but my effort is in vain. The corner of my mouth lifts because I can still taste Vienna on my lips. “I did.”
Joanne purses her lips and then nods. “Good man. Perhaps not all hope is lost for you.”
Hope.
That’s not an emotion I’m too familiar with, but perhaps Joanne is right. It’s something I need to be a little more open to.
And now that I know that Vienna wants me too, that’s something I can move toward with more faith than I’ve had before.