Chapter Twenty-Five #2
That was only one orgasm. I plan to give her at least two more by the time we are done.
I continue to lap at her clit lazily as I press a finger inside of her. Her back arches a little at the sensation.
“Walker, I don’t know if I can.”
I pull away far enough to answer her.
“You can, and you will. You don’t have to suck me, baby. Lie there and take this orgasm.”
I don’t wait for her response. I dive back in, sucking and licking her slowly as I add a second finger inside of her.
She is pushing back against it now. I can feel it building inside of her.
Her breaths are coming out as pants on my thigh, making my cock jerk.
He wants her mouth, but he will have to wait.
I don’t think he will mind when he slides into her pussy instead.
“Fuck, Walker,” she moans out as I curl my fingers up inside of her, not letting up my pressure on her clit.
Her pussy is clenching around my fingers, but she will need to take more than two if she wants a shot at taking all of me, so I add a third.
It’s tighter now as I widen my fingers to stretch her.
The sight is something I have only fantasized about.
I can’t wait to see her stretch this beautifully over my cock.
I don’t give her time to adjust, adding a fourth finger. She gasps and wiggles against me. The pressure has to be uncomfortable, but she pushes against me anyway.
Finally I add the very tip of my thumb, putting all five of my tips together to thrust shallowly inside of her.
She moans against me, her teeth biting into my thigh.
I continue to keep my thrusts small as I lick her clit faster.
When she comes, I feel the juices squirt out of her, covering my hand and face.
Pulling my fingers out, I move her beside me, turning around to lie the wrong way on the bed with her.
“Are you okay?” I ask, needing to check in.
She looks over at me, a blissful look on her face.
“That was one hell of an orgasm,” she tells me.
I give her a small smile. “I told you I can be rough.”
Her hand reaches up to cup my cheek. “I told you I can handle it. Now you promised me sex, so when am I going to get it?”
I laugh. “Oh, Pixie. You have no idea what you are asking for.”
Rolling over on top of her, I fit myself between her legs, positioning myself at her entrance.
I look down at her as she reaches her arms up toward me. Bending over, I let her slide them behind my neck.
“Fuck me, Walker,” she demands.
Usually I’m the dominant one in the bedroom, but I give in to her demand easily, keeping my eyes on hers.
I slide in slowly, feeling the resistance from her pussy.
It’s not used to something so big, but it will be.
I watch as my cock stretches her, the glint of my jewelry that I know will make this pleasurable for her if she can only relax for a moment.
It’s such an erotic sight. Glancing up to her face, I see the slight wince in her eyes, but I don’t stop, and she doesn’t ask me to.
Pulling out a little, I thrust in more, getting about half my cock inside of her.
“So full,” she moans.
“Not yet, but you will be,” I promise her.
I repeat the motion three times before I’m fully inside of her. The feel of her skin against my cock has me ready to blow my load already, but I won’t. Not until I make it good for her. I need to give her a taste of what it’s like to be with me like this to know if she truly can handle it.
Without asking, I start to fuck her into the bed. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, the sounds she’s making something that calls to the animalistic side of me. I’m holding back, though. I refuse to let it out.
She must sense this because she looks up at me after a few minutes with confusion. “I thought you said you were going to fuck me. Stop worrying. Let go and fuck me, big guy.”
I growl, fucking her harder, but not fully letting go yet. I can’t. If I do, I might scare her away.
She lets out a frustrated noise before she pushes herself up, biting into my shoulder. It hurts, but feels so good. When she releases, I can see a little bit of blood on her lips.
“I said, fuck me, Walker. Are you going to do it, or do I have to do it myself?”
That has the anger rising inside of me. How dare she threaten to take care of herself? She’s mine. If she wants the full force, well, then I guess I’ll give it to her and take the consequences.
Gripping her hip with one hand, I rut into her, barely pulling out before I’m slamming back in. It’s the same thing I do to Levi that gets him moaning loud, but he has admitted to me that it’s painful as much as it’s pleasurable.
Esme lets out a moan so high-pitched that I’m surprised glass didn’t break something. I keep up the pace, fucking her the way I have always imagined.
Without thought, my hand reaches out, using her neck as leverage as I continue to thrust into her. My eyes are on where we are connected, watching how she is coating my cock with her juices.
“Fuck, big guy,” she gurgles out.
Then I feel it. Her pussy clenches around my cock. I look up and see her face red as her hands wrap around my wrist, her nails digging into my skin.
I close my hand harder, stealing her breath away as her mouth falls open.
She can’t breathe, but her pussy is choking my cock inside of her, and I cannot stop.
Her eyes fall closed as I let out my own roar of pleasure, my cock jerking inside of her.
When I am done, I let go of her neck, leaning down to listen for her heart. It’s still beating.
She gasps, sucking in one breath then another. Then she looks up at me.
“Are you okay? Speak to me, Esme,” I demand.
Her eyes flutter open as she looks up at me, nothing but love reflected in her eyes.
“That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. I recommend the Jacob’s ladder, ten out of ten. When can we do it again?”
I let out a little laugh, dropping my head to her chest. I thought I went too far. I made her black out, and yet here she is asking for it again.
“I fucking love you, Pixie,” I mutter against her chest.
Her hands come up to my head, rubbing the back of it. “I love you too, big guy.”
That’s how we spend the rest of the night. Lying the wrong way in my bed, wrapped in each other’s arms.