Chapter 14
This isn’t healthy.I know that.
She’s one of my best friend’s daughters.
I am sick. And the only thing that is going to cure me is her pussy.
Honestly, if I don’t have her, I think I’ll die.
Dramatic? Yes.
Cause of death; starvation of Ari’s pussy.
That would be on my headstone. My lips twitch.
I eye her fingernails digging into the soft leather of her car seat and I can’t wait to have said nails digging into my skin. I don’t even care if I get off. As long as she is coming on my tongue, my fingers, my dick, that’s enough of a high for me.
You’re a sick, sick, bastard.
Pulling into my space outside the house, I am ravenous for her.
Famished. Starved.
Drooling at the thought that as soon as we’re over that threshold, my tongue is going to be buried in her pretty little pussy. Cutting the engine, I lean over and unbuckle her.
“Keaton,” she whispers.
I’m out of the car, my feet hitting the sidewalk hard as I open her door, nearly pulling it off its hinges.
“You’re a mad man,” tongue in her cheek her eyes are as wild as mine.
“I’m a starved man Blossom, there is a difference.”
Dragging her from the car, I lift her before both her feet can touch the floor. I toss her over my shoulder, slamming the car door shut and walking towards the house.
She’s wearing tight jeans and a little cropped top wrapped in a denim jacket. Fuck, I want to sink my teeth into her skin and mark every part of her.
We’re in the house within seconds and as soon as that door shuts behind us, I place her feet to the floor. My eyes darken, her eyes frantic and I watch as her chest rises and falls a little harder than normal.
“Strip.” I command, not lifting my heated gaze off hers.
She stands for a moment, her eyes narrowing.
“Don’t be disobedient baby, acting like a brat doesn’t suit you,” folding my hands in my suit pockets, I widen my stance slightly.
She smirks and my heart thumps against my ribcage as she drops her denim jacket.
Kicking her shoes off, she then slowly unbuttons her jeans and slips them down her legs before discarding them down the hallway.
My hungry eyes roam over her.
Pretty white panties.
Silk.
Wetness already pooling on the material giving away just how turned on she is.
Next is her top, her fingers wrap round the scalloped hem of her cropped tee and she lifts it from her head, balling it and tossing it towards me.
“Fuck, you are something else baby,” I groan, taking in the low cupped bra that matches her panties and I may have died and gone to heaven.
She stands, knotting her fingers together.
“Lose the panties,” my voice is full of gravel and I swallow the thickness that coats my throat.
Her thumbs slip inside them and she slides them down her pretty, long, legs in a slow and torturous pace. I stalk towards her.
One.
Two.
And I’m in front of her, my fingers plucking her panties from hers and I lift them to my nose, inhaling.
“These are mine now,” I growl, craned over her.
Curling my hand round her hip, I glide it up and unhook her bra, watching as it softly falls down her arms and to her feet.
Backing her towards the stairs, I knock her back gently as she sits on the second from bottom step. Tossing my head from side to side, I nod up, indicating for her to shuffle up one.
She does and I am on my knees, fully dressed and in awe of the beauty that is sitting bare in front of me.
Lurching forward, my lips are on hers, tongue sweeping through her lips as she moans into my mouth. Fingers rubbing her clit, and my cock presses against the fly of my pants.
“Keat,” she pants, pulling away, her body trembling, her breath quivering.
“Yes blossom?” I kneel back, putting distance between us.
She turns crimson.
“I’ll let you eat…” she bats her lashes and I sense a but coming, “but you let me move out.”
I take a millisecond to process her terms. That’s all it took.
Fuck I am so weak.
A weak, weak, man.
“Spread those pretty thighs baby and let me eat, I’m starving.”
And she does. She spreads them nice and fucking wide and her cunt is wet and ready.
“Crawl to me,” she smirks, her fingers rubbing in small circles where I am desperate to have my tongue.
Fuuuuuck.
I do.
I fucking crawl like a dog, ready to listen to her every command.
“There’s a good boy, now eat.”
And I just nut.
Full blown cum in my pants.
I’m not even ashamed. I should be, but I’m not.
Possessiveness burns inside my chest and I lower myself down, my tongue rubbing against her clit as I lap up her arousal, my fingers spreading her lips to expose her. My hot breaths cover her, my mouth moving at a steady rhythm as my tongue devours her, eating her.
Her fingers lock in my hair, twisting and tugging as I bury myself deeper inside of her. She slips forward slightly, her hips lifting as she watches my tongue bring her closer to her undoing.
My fingers slip deep inside of her, curling and rubbing where she wants me.
Where she needs me. I nip at her clit and she moans, her pussy tightening. Lifting my mouth from her slowly, I smirk as her arousal strings from my lips.
Sucking my bottom lip into my mouth, I take just a moment to bask in the sight before me. Her hands squeezing and kneading her tits, my fingers buried in her cunt.
“Fuck, you look so fucking pretty.”
Her eyes roll, moans escaping her.
“Let me fuck you one last time. I promise… then I’ll let you go.”
I ignore the sting that sears through me. Yeah, I definitely need to ignore that.
“You eat pussy so good,” she pants as she rolls her head forward, “I want your tongue on me.” She practically begs.
I pull my fingers from her, both hands gripping the inside of her thighs as I widen them, her pussy glistening and my tongue is on her, gliding down her cunt, teasing the tip at her wet, hot, entrance before I am back on her clit.
“Yes, oh, please fuck.” I do it again. “Yes, oh god, oh god,” her fingers press to the back of my head as she pushes me deeper into her.
My lips lift for just a moment.
“That’s it baby, call my fucking name,” I groan, tongue buried inside of her.
“Right there, fuck yes, fuck fuck fuck you’re so good,” she cries, her moans strangled.
My cock hardens. “Let me come on your tongue Keaton, let me make a mess,” she whimpers.
I’m going to bust again.
What is she doing to me.
Sucking on her clit, my tongue flattens and I slowly lick her.
My hands skim underneath her, lifting her ass up and I fuck her with my tongue, her fingers on her clit and her beautiful blue eyes focused on me eating her perfect little cunt.
“Yes, oh fuck,” her head tips back and her pussy tightens around my tongue and she comes hard, my tongue sliding up and down her cunt as I clean up her pretty fucking mess.
She’s panting. I’m standing.
I am more than satisfied but I’m greedy.
“Let me fuck you,” I groan, cock hard as steel in my pants, heart racing in my chest.
“Upstairs; condom,” she breathes.
I nod, eyes closing for just a moment, and I lean over her, fingers swirling in her wetness.
“I can’t guarantee you’ll make it up the stairs…” I whisper against her lips.
“We shouldn’t,” she trembles, brushing against me.
“We shouldn’t have done a lot of things baby…”
She trembles as I slip two fingers inside of her.
“Upstairs,” she whispers.
“Upstairs,” I nod, slowly pumping them in and out of her.
We stay like this for a moment, me bringing her close to another release but stopping before she gets there.
Slipping out of her, I push my fingers between her lips.
“Taste yourself Blossom, see why I am so fucking hungry for you all the time, see how good you taste on my tongue,” I groan as she sucks my fingers into her hot little mouth.
I need my cock in her mouth. “Take my belt off,” I order, slowly standing over her I smirk down at her.
Her fingers fumble at the buckle as she unbuckles it and I push my pants down, fisting my cock out of my boxers. She edges forward, pursing her lips at the head of my cock.
“Just for a moment,” I sigh as she slips me into her mouth, taking me to the back of her throat and she gags. “Fuck, baby,” she swirls the head of my dick on the tip of her tongue before she flattens it and takes me again.
I stand still.
Fighting with myself to not fuck her hot, wet mouth and ruin her pretty fucking throat.
I want my dick inside of her cunt.
Not her mouth.
I lean over slightly, watching her, her watching me. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I guide her up and down my cock, my jaw wound tight as my eyes close, my cock slipping down the back of her throat.
She purses her lips, my cock sitting on her cushioned bottom lip.
“Fuck me,” she whispers.
“With pleasure, I don’t want to cum in your mouth, I want to cum in your pretty pussy,” I whisper, and she stops, her eyes full of want and need.
Smirking at me, she turns and begins to crawl up the stairs. Her glistening cunt teasing me.
“Fuck it,” I groan, reaching for her, and stopping her. “Teasing me Ari,” I groan as I lean over her back, my lips by her ear.
She smirks, looking at me over her shoulder.
“Let me fuck you right here, right now,” I plea, my cock weeping and pressed against her wet cunt.
“Just the tip,” she breathes, her thighs squeezed shut, ass sticking out, her elbows pressed into the stairs.
“Just the tip,” I pant, kneeling on the stair below her, I align my cock at her opening and press the tip into her and I groan. My hands are on her hips, holding her still as I edge in and out of her.
Her body trembles every time I pull out of her, and she is driving me wild.
Slipping a little further into her, she moans as I stretch her, her thighs still pressed together.
“Keaton,” she pants, eyes wide as she looks over her shoulder at me.
“I know, but you feel so good,” I admit, watching as I slip my cock in and out of her. I am desperate to fill her and fuck her.
“We shouldn’t,” she whimpers, “it’s risky.”
“I know,” I nod, slipping out to the tip and refusing to move. I just stare at how pretty she looks. My hips rock forward and back gently so my head stretches her enough to make her feel it.
“Fuck,” she cries, her hips moving with me, desperate for me to fill her.
“Baby…” I plead, tightening my grip on her hips.
“Please,” she whispers and I still.
“Please what?” my brows knit.
“Fuck me Keaton, I can’t wait,” she cries, her hips rotating and rocking over the tip of my cock.
“Yes baby, yes,” I grit, slamming my hips into her as I fuck her, hard. My cock slipping in and out of her.
Pound after pound.
“Let me ride you please,” her voice cracks as I slow, slipping out. I fall down a step, sitting and watch as she lowers herself over me, legs over my thighs, her back to my front and my eyes roll in the back of my head as her pretty cunt stretches around me.
“Fuck you’re such a turn on,” I whisper. She looks over her shoulder at me, our lips brush turning into a messy kiss as I grip her hips, guiding her up and down my cock. “Fucking you on my stairs; you’re too much,” I nip at her bottom lip, her hips rotating over me as my cock fills her in slow, long strokes.
She fights against me, her head looking down between our bodies and she whimpers.
“Don’t we look good together baby,” moaning, my eyes lift to the mirror that sits next to the front door and I can see everything.
“Look at us Blossom, look in the mirror and see how good you look being filled with every inch of my cock.”
“Keaton,” she chokes, one of my hands wrapping round the base of her throat, her head against my chest.
“Look how good we are, look how well you take me.”
She watches as I fill her to the hilt as she rides me, slipping up and down my cock.
“You’re so big,” she whimpers, and I nip at her neck.
“And your tight little cunt took all of me.”
Her pussy pulses.
Her fingers are on her clit, rubbing as she slows, but I don’t let her. My hands are back on her hips as I lift her up and down my cock, fucking her with hard and punishing thrusts.
“You’re going to come all over my cock, then I am going to fill you full of mine,” I groan, “do you understand?” She cries out, nodding as the back of her head rests against mine. “Let me take control, let me switch us up,” I beg.
“Control me,” she whispers as I slow, and her hips roll over my cock.
“Patience,” I smile, lifting her from me as I stand, then I pick her up, wrapping her legs around my waist and walk her to my bedroom.
I drop her onto my bed, flipping her over and lifting her hips so her ass is in the air.
Pressing the head of my cock at her opening, she sucks in a breath as I fill her. Fingers digging into her hips, her head is pressed against the bed, her back arched as I fuck her how I want too. Hard. Fast.
“Come for me baby, come all over my cock,” I beg her, my large hands on her ass cheeks as I spread them apart, stretching her out and I watch as my cock slips in and out of her.
“Deeper, fuck, yes,” she cries out as she presses against me, and my cock rubs against her g-spot.
“Does that feel good Blossom? Tell me.”
“So good,” her eyes roll in the back of her head.
“Then show me how good and come for me.”
I slap her ass cheek and dig my fingers into her skin, still spreading her and watch between our bodies.
“Slap me again,” she cries out, her fingers on her clit and I do as she asks, slapping her ass cheek harder as my cock drills deeper and faster. “Yes, fuck, I am going to come.” Her pussy clenches, pulsing around me as she rocks her hips.
“That’s it baby, come all over my cock,” my teeth are gritted and I see my cock coated in her arousal and I explode deep inside of her as I fuck her relentlessly.
Slowing, I catch my breath and when I am ready, I pull out of her and watch as our cum drips out of her pretty little cunt before I scoop it back up and push it deep inside of her, making sure she is full of me.