CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN LUCY #3
“I—I’ve never had an orgasm from someone else before you.” I roll my lips between my teeth, biting down. He runs his thumb over my mouth, and I release my lips from his silent command. “Only you, Theo.”
“Fuck,” he groans, grinding his hips against me, running his hot cock against my pussy. “Never?”
“Never.”
His face drops back down to mine, his mouth claiming mine. My hands slide back into his hair, our tongues tangled together, lips molded.
“Tell me what to do, Lucy.” His fingers replace his cock, sliding inside me, slowly fucking me. He pumps his fingers, slipping a second one in, coating them with my arousal. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” He pants against my mouth. “I’m going to explode if I don’t get inside you.”
I reach down between us, pulling his fingers out and wrap my hand around his cock. “Fuck me, Theo.” I position the tip of his cock against my slick entrance, guiding him into me. “That’s it,” I moan, my pussy stretching around him as he sinks into me. “Fill me completely.”
“Fuuuuuuck, baby.” The last word is a whimper as he slides his length into me, filling me to the brim. “Jesus, fuck.”
He pulls his hips back, dragging his cock out until just the tip is inside and then presses into me again. I can’t help myself as a loud moan escapes me, vibrating through my chest. A smirk tugs on his lips as he cages me in with his arms, his gaze latched onto mine. “Do you like that?”
“Yes.” I pant, my nails sliding down his back. “You’re doing so good,” I praise him, my voice hoarse. “Keep fucking me, just like that.”
He’s bigger than I realized from hooking up before and he stretches me wide, fucking me with long, languid strokes, like he knows exactly what he’s doing. His cock slides in and over with each thrust of his hips, stroking the walls of my pussy.
“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”
A ghost of a smile dances across his lips, the fire in his eyes bright and dangerous. “I’m a virgin, baby… not a fucking saint.”
His mouth captures mine once more and I grab one of his hands, pulling it away from the mattress, sliding it down to my ass. He follows my lead, lifting me up for better access as he slides in deeper than before.
My eyes are rolling back in my head, stars springing into my vision. “You feel how that lets you in deeper?”
“Mmm.” He moans against my lips. “So good.” Thrust. “So perfect.” Thrust. “So fucking mine.” He sucks my bottom lip into his teeth, his fingers digging into my ass cheek. “I want to stay inside you forever, baby.”
Our surroundings fade and everything around us melts away. Time no longer exists. Nothing exists except for him and I.
“I’m not going to last much longer, love,” he groans, his voice strained, thrusts becoming more erratic. “Tell me how you like it. Tell me how to make you come, baby.”
He shifts his hips and I lift mine, his pelvis grinding against my clit. “Just like that. Harder, Theo. Keep hitting my clit like that.”
He follows every command I give him, driving me into the mattress, his pelvis crushing my clit with the sweetest force. Pleasure and pain spreads between my legs and I’m so gone for him. Lost in him. I can’t see think or see straight. He’s everywhere, invading my thoughts, overwhelming my senses.
His movements become frantic—primal. There’s nothing between us. We melt together, colors swirling. I can’t distinguish my own moans from his. He rocks into me, his body grinding against my clit, sending me over the edge.
“I’m coming, Theo.” I moan, my words breathless. “Ohmygod, don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
The ecstasy drips from my voice and Theo fucks me harder, his instincts taking over, pushing me farther and farther over the edge until he’s falling with me. He thrusts into me, my name a whisper on his lips. He fills me with his cock, spilling into me, filling me with his warmth.
His thrusts slow and he pumps his cum into me, not stopping until he has nothing left to give. My head swims in a pool of ecstasy, clinging to him as euphoria cleanses my soul. My eyes are heavy and my body sags into the mattress, fully satiated.
Full of him.
His lips find mine, the kiss soft and slow, tender and gentle as he carefully pulls out of me. I immediately notice his absence as he rolls onto his back. His chest rises and falls with shallow, ragged breaths, a mirror image of mine before he climbs off the bed.
He disappears into the bathroom for a few seconds, returning with a washcloth to clean up the mess we made.
He’s gentle as he wipes his cum from the inside of my thighs and settles back down onto the mattress beside me.
His hand finds my hip as he guides me onto my side to face him.
His fingers dance across my skin, his pupils swim in a forest of green as his eyes slowly search mine.
“Lucy…” His voice is low, snaking around me, drawing me in. “Fuck… that was…” It’s like he’s at a loss for words, like there’s nothing that comes quite to touching what just happened between us.
I feel it too.
“I know.” A slow smile lifts my lips, my heart stumbling over itself. “I know.”