Chapter fifteen Penn #4
I don’t say anything as I reach up to pull her beanie off her head and toss it to the floor.
My fingers make slow work of popping each button on the flannel jacket she’s wearing, and then I motion for her to reach down and untie her boots.
I take the opportunity to do the same and when we both stand upright again, I slowly peel her jacket from her arms, leaving her standing there with wild hair in nothing but a simple white tank top and her blue jeans.
“You are so god damn beautiful, Astrid.” I dip my mouth to her neck and begin to kiss her so gently that the touch shocks me.
Her skin pebbles right before my eyes, so I keep going, trying to keep our eyes locked on one another.
“The fact that I controlled myself around you for so long still boggles my mind.” She hums and sighs simultaneously.
“But tonight, we’re going to talk before I show you just how out of control you make me, how much you fucking own me, body and soul.
” Her mouth parts on a gasp. “I need you in my life Astrid, more than I need to breathe, and before the weekend is up, you’re going to fully understand that.
” I spin her around to face me so our eyes can meet. “I’m all in, Astrid.”
Her mouth drops open slightly. “Okay…”
Cupping her face, I continue, “You have ruled my thoughts for so long, I can barely remember a time before you. Your soul, your friendship, your smile—they keep me going. I’ve been at war with myself for so long about how I feel about you, but I’m done fighting that battle.
I want you. I want us. I know we have things to discuss and to work through, but I’m in.
I’m signing on for all of it. And I want you to know that before anything else happens this weekend. ”
She reaches up and brushes my hair from my forehead. “It scares me, Penn…”
“What does?”
“How strongly I feel for you,” she whispers.
I take her hand and place it over my heart that is thrashing wildly in my chest. “You’re not the only one, babe.
But this is right. Us together…is right, Astrid.
I know it with every fiber of my body, and I don’t care if the timing isn’t right or how hectic our lives are, I want to be with you.
Really be with you. I’m tired of fighting it. ”
“I don’t want to fight it anymore either.”
Needing to show her how I feel, I push up her tank top and help her take it off, leaving her in a white cotton bra.
Popping the clasp on the back, I pull it from her body and toss it to the floor.
Cupping her breasts, I massage them, tweaking her nipples and twisting them, watching and feeling them tightening before my eyes before I spin her around to face the mirror again.
“I love the way you touch me,” she says, reaching behind my head and wrapping her arm around my neck as I continue to play with her breasts.
“I can’t stop touching you, Astrid. I won’t ever fucking stop. It’s you and me now, babe. This is it.”
I release her breasts and pop the button on her jeans, pushing them and her underwear down her legs, helping her step out of them and delighting in the full view of her naked body standing before me reflected in the mirror.
I can see her face scrunch up with uncertainty, her body that has made two humans, and I hate that she can’t see what I see.
“Stop it. Right now.” I grab her chin as we lock eyes in the mirror.
“Stop what?”
“The negative thoughts in your head. The criticism you’re playing on a loop over and over again.
” I press my erection into her back. “Don’t ever question how sexy you are, Astrid.
This body…” Still staring into her eyes, I smooth my hands down her soft stomach covered in stretch marks, her hips that have meat on them to grab onto.
“This body brought two incredible people into the world. It keeps you alive and healthy. Your body is a miracle. And I can’t get enough of worshiping every inch of it. ”
Quickly spinning to face me, she wraps her arms around my neck and lightly brushes her lips against mine. “Fuck me, Penn,” she breathes.
She smashes her lips to mine as I reach between us to unbutton my jeans, shoving them down my legs and kicking them to the side.
I quickly remove my shirt and then I give myself over to this woman, gripping and clawing at her like I can’t get close enough.
Our hands seek skin and warmth, my dick presses into her stomach, she rubs herself against me, and our mouths feast on each other hungrily.
Insane pleasure builds in my groin, my need to be inside of her cresting the edge of explosion.
I twist her around again and meet her eyes in the mirror. “Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.”
I snake my hand around her waist and dip my fingers between her legs, finding her dripping. Fuck, I need to feel that around my cock.
But first, I want to push her a bit.
“Put your foot on the counter, Astrid.”
She looks at me for clarification. “Just one?”
“Yes. Show me your pussy. Show me what I do to you.”
Swallowing roughly, she slowly raises her right leg and plants her foot on the counter, giving me the perfect view of her soaking, pink cunt.
“Fuck, baby. Fucking perfection.” I reach from behind her this time, moving my hand to her pussy and playing with her so we both can watch.
I circle her clit with my index finger, spreading her wetness all around, and just when she’s about to come, I slide two fingers inside her, and we both watch as I fuck her with my hand.
“Oh my God,” she moans, her eyes locked on the sight between her legs.
“Such a greedy girl,” I grate out in her ear, holding her to my chest, supporting her from behind and loving how responsive she is, how her hips move with each push and pull of my fingers.
“Penn, I want your cock.”
“Yeah? You want to watch me fuck you like this?”
She nods rapidly. “Please.”
I withdraw my fingers and bend my knees, lining myself up to her core and then slowly sliding inside. Astrid’s eyes roll into the back of her head as I grip her hip tighter, holding her in place as I start to move.
“Oh fuck. God, yes…”
“That’s it, Astrid. Look at you take me, beautiful. Look at your pussy stretched around me.” She moans as I keep up my pace. “You make me so fucking hard,” I grate out, watching my cock slide in and out of her knowing that it can’t get better than this.
This intimacy? This closeness? This trust?
I could never have this with anyone else.
I have to make this woman mine. She needs to accept that wholly, without question.
“Oh fuck, I’m close.” Astrid reaches between her legs and starts rubbing her clit.
“Come on my cock, Astrid. I wanna feel you dripping down my balls.”
Her fingers move faster until she’s panting and breathless. “Penn…Penn!” She tenses and then detonates, screaming as her orgasm slams into her. I keep thrusting and pulsing inside of her as wetness slides all the way down my cock and between my legs.
I slide out of her, pick her up in my arms, and carry her to the bed, laying her down gently and then hovering over her, kissing her cheek. “I’m not done with you, but I have a question.”
Her eyes stare up at me lazily. “What?”
“Did you buy anything at that passion party?”
She bites her bottom lip. “Maybe?”
“Did you bring it?”
“Maybe.”
I bite her nipple and she squeals. “Where is it?”
“In my toiletry bag.”
I head back to the bathroom and open the bag she spoke of, more than impressed with what I see. A few vibrators, an anal plug, and something else I’ve never used and definitely want to try with her.
With the item in my hand, I return to the bed and lie down beside her, scooting up until my head is on the pillow. When Astrid sees what I grabbed, she huffs out a laugh. “Not what I thought you’d grab.”
“Don’t worry. We’ll play with the other stuff another time, but I’ve always been curious about this thing.” I stretch the silicone ring over my cock and position the vibration piece on the top of my shaft so it can rub right against Astrid’s clit as she rides me.
She straddles my lap and starts stroking my cock that’s still soaked in her arousal. “It doesn’t hurt you?”
“No. It just feels like a tight squeeze. I feel harder, which I didn’t know was possible.”
With a mischievous gleam in her eyes, she moves up my body, positions me at her entrance, and slides onto my cock, making my eyes roll in the back of my head. “Oh fuck. Yeah, that’s a little different.”
“Good different?” she asks as she starts to move.
I gently trace my hands up and down her ribs and hips. “Fucking amazing, baby.”
Astrid groans and closes her eyes as she finds her rhythm. “God, I love your cock, Penn.”
“Ride me, baby. Fucking use me. Come all over me again.”
Astrid circles her hips, rubs back and forth, and bounces up and down, taking her time building her body back up. And I don’t complain one bit. The sight in front of me is so fucking perfect that if this was the last thing I saw, I would die the happiest man on earth.
“Turn it on, Penn,” she commands breathlessly, moving faster now.
I push the button on the side of the vibration piece of the cock ring and we both moan when the sensation hits us.
“Oh fuck.”
“God, yes.” Astrid leans forward, her hair covering both our faces as she rubs and rides me, racing toward the crescendo that we both know is coming.
The vibrations are travelling all the way down my dick. I know that when I come, it’s going to be intense. It’s going to be life-changing. And the main reason why is the woman that’s currently on top of me, right where she fucking belongs.