Chapter 21
TWENTY-ONE
Hart
T he feel of Sadie’s ass in my hands. The taste of her skin on my lips. The scent of her every time I took a breath.
Life didn’t get any better.
Except it did.
Because only minutes ago, she’d told me I didn’t have to wear a condom, and that meant the second I lifted her a little higher against the wall of the pool and set her on the tip of my dick, I would feel her.
In a way I hadn’t felt her before.
“Do you know what I love?” I asked.
She slid her hands up my neck. “Tell me.”
“You’ve given me your body. And I can do anything I want to it. Which means you never know what to anticipate. Everything I do comes as a surprise.”
She brushed her hands through my scruff. “And it all makes me breathless.”
God, she was fucking gorgeous.
“My mouth does that to you?”
“Yes.”
“How about my fingers?” I slid them in between her cheeks, tapping the higher hole. As I rounded the rim, I felt her intake some air.
“Yes.”
“What about my tongue?”
I moved it to her ear, gently licking the outer edge before going behind it to her hairline, down her neck, and across her collarbone. She tilted her head back to give me more room, and I used every inch she offered, dragging it to where the water met her chest and back up to her lips.
“Does it make you breathless when it’s on your clit? Or when I slide it down your clit to lick the rest of your pussy?”
“My God, yes.”
“I want to give you my mouth, Sadie.” I lifted her a little higher, aiming my tip so all I would have to do was jerk forward and I’d be inside her. “I will sometime this evening, but right now, I need to feel how tight you are.” With her legs around me, I was locked in place. “And I want to feel you come on my dick.”
Her lips were wet and glistening—it wasn’t from the pool; it was from her tongue—and I just wanted to fucking devour them.
She slid her hands into the back of my hair. “Are you going to come in me?”
A question that made me throb.
And that made me even harder.
“Only if you want me to.”
“I do. I want to feel?—”
That admission was all it took for me to thrust in, burying my cock until it couldn’t go any further. “Yes,” I hissed. “I’ve been fucking waiting for this feeling and—shit, it’s good. ”
“Lockhart!”
That wasn’t a scream of pain; it was a scream of pleasure.
“Jesus Christ,” I moaned. “How can anything feel this good?”
How could I describe this sensation to her? I could tell her she was dripping. I could tell her she was warm. I could tell her she was tight.
But unless she was experiencing this, she’d never understand. Not when a piece of latex was normally between us, preventing most of this sensitivity, and I was finally getting to have these feelings.
With her.
Each rock of my hips sent a wave of water across her tits, and I leaned my face down and took one of her nipples into my mouth. It was so hard, getting even harder as I flicked it with my tongue.
“Oh,” she cried as my teeth grazed the end of it.
I moved to the other side, blowing against it at first before pulling the bud with my lips.
“I … can’t take it. This is … too good,” she breathed.
My thoughts exactly.
But I was about to add to it.
With my hand still on her ass, I found that forbidden spot again, and I rubbed it with my finger. All along the outside, building the anticipation. I didn’t need to add wetness—we were in a pool of it. I just didn’t want to go right in and shock the hell out of her.
So, I took my time, taunting her, building her trust, moaning, “I can’t get enough of your cunt.”
And I couldn’t.
Even though my fingers were busy, my fucking cock was loving every second it was inside her.
“You don’t have to,” she expressed. “You can have me whenever you want me.”
“ Mmm .” I increased my speed, twisting my hips while I was fully in her. What that did was hit her sides and tap her G-spot, in turn making her even tighter, the friction elevating her passion, which caused her to narrow around me.
Not just a little.
She was fucking squeezing me.
And shouting, “Yes! Harder!”
“Be careful what you ask for, Sadie. My finger is right outside your ass.”
“That doesn’t scare me.”
I held her face with my other hand, using my body weight to keep her against the wall. “Why?”
“Because I know you wouldn’t give me anything that doesn’t feel amazing.”
An answer that was so goddamn hot.
I waited until I gave her a few more thrusts, when she was even needier for my dick, when she was gasping even louder, before I carefully gave her just the tip of my finger.
“Ah!” she exhaled.
But she didn’t pull back.
She didn’t wince.
What she did—what surprised the fuck out of me—was moan as I went in a little deeper.
“You want more?”
As she looked at me, she bit her lip and nodded. “ Yesss .”
My naughty girl.
She was going to get more than what she asked for.
She was going to come.
I could already feel how close she was—not just from what I felt while I fucked her, but from her voice, her breathing, her nails as they found my shoulders and dug right in .
“If I give you more, it’s going to make you come.” I kept my finger halfway in, letting her get used to it because I knew the second I gave her all of it and bobbed it in and out of her ass, I’d lose her to pleasure.
She was going to get that.
Just not yet.
“Will I feel you?”
“Feel me what, Sadie?”
She panted several times. “Will I feel you come inside me?”
Because I was going to fill her fucking pussy with streams of my cum. And that was what she wanted to feel.
“When I make you come a second time, you will,” I promised.
She smiled. “I want the second time to be from your mouth.” She tapped my lips. “In this pool, right now, I want us to come together. I want to feel it before I’m so lost in orgasms and so spent that I don’t even know what’s happening.”
I’d seen her in that space.
I put her there almost every time we fucked, so I understood what she was saying.
“And you know what makes me come the hardest?” Her lips were directly in front of mine, and I could taste the sweetness on her breath. “When I hear you get close and I feel it start to happen, the fear of you stopping and pulling out and losing my chance, it forces me to get off faster, and”—her head tilted back, like the idea was even a lot for her to think about—“I love it.”
“Then that’s what you’re going to get.” I slid my finger the rest of the way in. “Right now.”
Her eyes widened as she processed what was happening—the difference between what she had expected and how it actually felt. And as my hand reared and returned, those eyes went back to their normal size .
Her lips parted, and she let out a long, pent-up groan, “Oh!”
“I told you. Just wait, it’ll get better.”
I made sure the short, rough hairs above my dick were pressed against her clit, and as I increased my speed and the way I rotated my hips, my thrusts turning even more powerful, my finger stroked her ass.
“That’s it.” I let out some hot air. “You’re going to come just the way I want you to.”
She wanted to feel fucking amazing, and I was going to make sure that happened.
So, I didn’t hold back.
“Lockhart!”
That was the sign that she was there, that the edge was only a few slams away, that what would make her get there even faster was to know I was on my way too.
It took almost nothing for that to happen. I was already there—hell, I’d been there almost all along.
“Yes, Sadie. Agh, fuck!” What I’d saved for this moment was a burst of energy, a plunge that went deep, that went hard, that drove in extra sharp. “You want to feel my cum?”
“Yes!”
I kept my finger in, but not my dick; that was pounding her, urging my cum to lift through my balls and squirt out my tip. “Ah! I’m there. I’m so fucking there!”
That was what she needed to hear.
Because once the sound of my orgasm hit her ears, I felt her fall apart.
“Oh my God,” she cried. “Don’t stop!”
She was still going to get more of me—I wasn’t drained yet.
But I wouldn’t tell her that.
I needed her to fear the end so everything inside her would amplify .
“My God.” I gave her ass a small bump from my finger, just enough to make it pulse. “Damn it, you’re fucking milking me.”
It took several more dunks, each one ramming her with more intensity, before the rest of my cum was drawn out.
She wanted it.
She begged for it.
And she yelled, “I can feel it!”
The shudders were dominating her body, and they were doing the same to mine. I held on with my free hand, working past the build and the fall, not stilling until I was empty.
Breathless, she clamped us together with her arms and legs and positioned her mouth in front of mine. “Now, that was a surprise.”
“You mean by how much you liked it?”
She nipped her lip. “Yes.”
I put my nose against hers so she could feel my words. “You’re going to say that again after I come in your ass.”