Chapter Twenty-Eight Find Me #2
I can see her smile from this angle, only some of it, mostly her blonde hair flowing over my lap, the tip of her nose and her tongue when it extends out of her warm mouth. But even still, I can still spot her smile.
“Very funny,” She laughs, the vibration between my legs makes my hips jerk just a bit.
Her mouth doesn’t make any more coherent words, because after unbuttoning my jeans she has me help jerk my jeans down just enough to pull my cock out. My throbbing length stands straight up, the tip angry and swollen with anticipation.
Briar’s eyes widen a bit, before she fixes her gaze on my dick. I smirk thinking about how she’d already had it inside of her, reaching the deepest parts of her. I’m continually impressed by her eagerness.
The way she wraps her hand around my base, a shock racing straight to my balls. I fight to sit still when she takes her time to lick the little white bead of come off the tip before wrapping her lips fully around me.
I groan through gritted teeth, my jaw clenching as she accommodates my size perfectly. I can feel her mouth stretching around me as she sinks lower and lower onto my shaft. My hand reacts on its own accord, grabbing her hair and twisting it back around my fist.
Her tongue quickly lathering my shaft in her slick saliva, I can feel her hand pumping my base in time with the entry and exit of my cock between her hot, pink lips.
I let my head fall back as she continues to work between my legs.
Letting her control the pace for a bit, allowing her to play as she runs her wet tongue along the underside, her mouth tight and warm around me. When she falls all the way down, my cock hitting the back of her throat I can’t help but hold her there for a second longer.
When she doesn’t fight to come back up, allowing me to stay rooted in her throat, I take it a bit farther. My hand controls the movement of her mouth on my length, working her lips up and down me.
“Fuck.” I groan, her slick mouth taking me so well. My grip tightens, my speed increasing a bit before my cock can’t take the teasing anymore.
I stand up, placing both of my hands at the back of her head, her bright eyes looking up at me with need as she moans while I slide farther down her throat. I feel her nails dig into my thighs as she helps tugs me closer to her.
“You helping me fuck your tight, little mouth, Briar? Is that what you want, doll? You want it rough?” I ask, holding her at the root of my shaft, waiting for her answer before I release her for a breath.
I want to come just looking at her eyes watering, how needy she is down on the ground for me. Eagerly she nods, giving me the permission I need.
My hips rock forward sending my entire length down her throat feeling it constrict around me. I keep myself buried inside of her, jerking my hips with short thrusts, using my hands to hold her face in one spot.
Allowing my gaze to wander down to where she is working diligently between my legs, my soaked cock slipping in and out quickly between her pushed lips, her cheeks hollow with suction.
Continuing to use her mouth however I can, shoving myself into the back of her throat so I hear that satisfying soft gag from her. Every thrust she keeps her lips sealed around my cock, flicking her tongue when she can.
Everything I was giving she took. She ate it up willingly, giving it just as good as she was getting it. There was nothinghotter than seeing her on her knees for me.
Almost as if she knew I was watching, her eyes open, green orbs finding my gaze and holding it. Throughout it all she doesn’t stop sucking, she stays there just for me. Head bobbing up and down, never missing the rhythm of my hips.
I’d never felt so exhilarated. Sex never felt like this. Nothing had ever felt like this.
The sloppy sounds echo in the air, making my hands curl into her hair, wanting more of her every second she’s down there. I’m too big for her to breathe through her nose forever, so I pull back, letting her gasp for air once I’m out of her mouth.
“Holy shit,” She chokes, voice croaky, coughing a bit as she wipes her chin, looking up at me with tears streaming down her face from the aggressive nature. If I had my phone I would’ve taken a picture so I could jerk off to it every day for the rest of my life.
Her red rimmed eyes, crimson cheeks, swollen lips and saliva dripping from the corners of mouth. She was ruined, gasping for air beneath me and all I wanted was more.
I wanted her shattered, to collect her tears in a jar and use them as lube to jerk my cock later. Everything she was, I wanted to inhale, break, use up until I was finished.
I bend down, pressing my fingers into her cheeks guiding her up from her knees and towards my lips. My kiss is painful, punishing her mouth with my own as our tongues wind around each other like snakes.
Sitting myself back into the chair, pulling her back between my thighs so that I can undo the button of her jeans. My fingers hooking the loops and tugging them down her slender legs.
Stepping out of them gracefully, holding my shoulders for guidance as she removes her panties, taking control once again and crawling into my lap. I feel the heat from her cunt pulsating against my stiff rod.
I reach my hand up wrapping it around her throat, pulling her towards my mouth once again, “You’re gonna take my cock aren’t you, Briar? Let me fuck you until I come?”
Reaching into my back pocket finding the condom I slipped inside there, I raise the package up between my lips, tearing it open with my teeth and sliding it down my shaft. Never once taking my eyes off her.
She nods softly, reaching between us to grasp my cock in her right hand, dragging the head of my dick from the top of her slit all the way down the bottom, coating me in her juices.
My tip pushes between her lips, a single moment of just that inside of her, before I press my hands into the side of her narrow hips, slamming her down the entire length of my shaft.
I drop my head to her shoulder, groaning in pleasure as she gasps in surprise in both pleasure and slight discomfort as she adjusts to my size. I can hear her breathing heavily into my ear, gentle moans flooding my senses as she begins to rock her hips above me.
I can feel her nipples poking through her shirt into my body, her warm torso and those full, round thighs pressed into my own. A wordless moan escapes her mouth with every dip of her hips that sends my cock thrusting into her once more filling her tight walls.
Fingernails dig into my shoulder blades her momentum picking up, leaning forward as she concentrates every muscle in her body into fucking herself on my shaft. I run my tongue along the column of her throat gathering the drops of sweat, relishing in the salty sweet taste of her on my tongue.
“Alistair, I—” She whimpers, losing her rhythm and I know it’s because she is craving more. She needs more.
“What baby? Tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you.” I coo into her ear, a smirk adorning my lips. I just want to hear her say it. I want to hear her break down and ask me.
“I…I, fuck this feels so good. How does this feel so good?” She cries, moving in a figure eight position trying to find that perfect spot for my cock to hit.
I curl my left arm around her waist, pushing her down on my dick, forcing her to take every single inch, stretching her little pussy around my length.
“Tell me what you want, Briar.” I demand.
“Fuck me, please? I want you to fuck me.” She says all needy and soft.
It’s the only thing I need to piston my hips up to meet hers. Keeping her held down, so my cock is the only thing moving in and out of her slick tunnel. Gliding through her pussy like it was fucking made for me.
My thighs slap against her ass echoing around the conservatory, my orgasm building with speed. I just need her to come first, I need to feel her clenched all around me screaming my name before I busted.
I use my free hand to wind around her throat, squeezing the sides of her neck near the base putting pressure on her ability to breath. I increase the pressure, holding tightly watching her eyes roll into the back of her head as she tries to fight the urge to need oxygen.
I’m triggering that fight or flight instinct in her brain. Giving her that safe kind of high she can overdose on. The kind that makes her toes curl and her blood feel like it’s on fire.
She looked like a fucking goddess.
Taking my cock like such a good girl, body arched towards me, head tilted back, mouth gaped open and her eyes shut tightly as stars flashed behind her eyelids.
The way her hourglass figure sits on my lap, my dick disappearing inside of her over and over again. It was going to die if I didn’t come.
“Oh my God…” Her voice is strangled and quiet as she goes almost completely limp in my arms, coming all over my dick, soaking my lap with her orgasmic liquid. Her walls clamp around me, making it nearly impossible to even thrust back into her.
I release her throat, hearing her struggle to moan and choke for air.
My climax takes me, overwhelming my senses as I bury myself as deeply as I can inside of her body. My cock spasms and pulsates, my abs lock down as pleasure drowns out everything else in the world for a few solid moments.
Her hands ease up on my body, her body sagging down onto mine as she drops her head onto my shoulder catching her breath.
It’s quiet as we gather ourselves, neither of us moving. I don’t even think I blinked, too afraid this moment would be over if I did.
There was wave of emotion that overcame me, different than post orgasm high. It felt like my mind had ceased war with itself for the time being. Nothing felt heavy and everything just…was.
I felt her head move, turning towards my ear,
“Happy birthday, Alistair.” She whispered, a huff of a laugh trickling into the air.
For the first time.
It actually was.