Chapter 21
Iyank Audrey’s ankle, pulling her flat onto the couch before descending on her. She barely has any time to gasp before my mouth is attacking hers. Her arms fly up to wrap around the back of my neck, fingers latching onto my hair as she kisses me back just as desperately. Tongues thrashing against each other’s, teeth nipping at lips and fingers pulling at hair.
I don’t want to stop. Not this time. Not ever.
I clear my mind of everything and anything that isn’t her. The feel of her in my hands, against my mouth, the way her body is under mine. The way she’s grinding slightly against my throbbing cock. There’s not much in between us and I want to feel more of her.
But I don’t want to do that here on the couch. It’s cramped and can’t be that comfortable for her. I’m already getting in my head about all of that.
Wrapping my arms around her body I stand up, taking her with me, her legs wrap around my waist and our mouths never disconnect. She doesn’t ask what I’m doing or where we are going, she just keeps kissing me like she will never stop.
Thankfully, I know the layout of my condo and am able to lead us blindly to my bedroom where I toss her onto my bed, disconnecting us for the first time, and I already hate the distance.
She looks up at me with a sultry, questioning gaze.
“As much as I love this lingerie on you, I want it off,” I tell her, still standing at the foot of the bed, crossing my arms over my chest to stop myself from pulling off the outfit because I know I won’t be gentle about it and would likely rip the delicate lace. I’m going to want to see her in this again.
She looks surprised and doesn’t make a move quite yet, like she’s not sure if she should. I lean forward to grab her throat, just under her chin, “I think it’s time you see what it’s like when I’m in charge.”
A slow smile spreads across her lips and I feel the way she softens under my hand. “If you say so.”
I let go and watch as she reaches back, undoing her bra to reveal her perfect little pierced nipples that have me salivating, dying to get my mouth on them. Then, she hooks her fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down along with the garter at the same time. She lays down, spread out and waiting for me.
She’s so fucking beautiful. Confident in her skin and just waiting for me to have my way with her, however far I’m willing to take us. I still am not sure if I can fuck her, but I know I need to feel her. I need to touch her any way that I can.
So, I do just that. Her feet are resting on top of the mattress, thighs spread, and I lean down to place open mouth kisses along her inner thighs, down one, gliding over her center without touching before moving to the next one and doing the same.
She moans my name above me and tries to urge me to put my mouth where she wants it. I chuckle as I continue trailing my lips and tongue along the skin of her thighs before reaching her pussy once again. I place a sloppy kiss there, my tongue lapping at her arousal, but I don’t stay there before moving my mouth up further.
I kiss her stomach, up to her chest, paying attention to each of her nipples, then moving up to her throat. Once I reach where I can feel her pulse, I bite down and she yelps, her hands flying to my chest, but she doesn’t push me away, it’s like she just needed to touch me in some way.
“Charlie,” she moans as my lips continue their journey, up to her ear, across her jaw, and lingering right above her mouth.
“What is it, pretty girl?”
“I want more,” she says softly. Softer than I think I’ve ever heard her talk before. I can’t deny I like Audrey in control, she’s sexy but there’s something about her like this as well, beneath me, wanting me. Almost begging for me. I like that too.
I’m leaning over her completely as I seal my mouth onto hers once again. I’m trying to hold myself up above her to not crush her with my weight, but she pulls me down. I bracket my forearms by her head, tangling my fingers in her hair as the rest of my body is sealed against hers.
Our naked skin is hot against each other, the only thing between us is my boxers, but it hardly prevents me from feeling her hot cunt against me. She moans when I rub against her slightly. She’s so hot. So wet. The feeling of her against me, being on top of her is almost too much, but the barrier between us makes it not enough.
“Fuck, I want to feel you. Just a little,” I grind out against her mouth before taking her bottom lip between my teeth and biting down roughly. She moans as I soothe the bite with my tongue and proceed to kiss her deeply as I reach down between us, pulling my underwear down enough to free my cock. I take myself into my hand and push it in between her pussy lips, the head rubbing against her clit and my shaft being surrounded by her warmth.
She gasps against my mouth, and bucks her hips, rubbing against me even more.
“You feel so fucking good, keep rubbing against me,” I rasp, moving along with her as she coats my dick with her wetness.
We rut against each other, the feeling of being so fucking close to her is enough to make my mind go blank as she uses my stiff cock to try and get herself off just by rubbing her clit against me.
It feels fucking amazing and yet is still not enough. I thrust against her but must pull back too much because when I’m pushing forward again there’s resistance and without thought I push even harder. Audrey cries out underneath me the same second I’m completely enveloped in even more heat. It’s so wet. So hot. Too fucking tight.
“Oh fuck,” she moans, her eyes rolling. Mine shift down to our hips, where there isn’t an inch of space in between them.
I pull back and feel the drag of her inner muscles before pushing in again just to see if this is real. If this is really happening. I’m inside her. I’m fucking her. I wait for the wave of panic and anxiety to take over. All the fear to completely consume me and deflate my dick, but it doesn’t come.
Instead, Audrey writhes beneath me, trying to adjust and get me to move right before her eyes shoot to mine. It has me wanting to keep going. The look she gives me is surprised, and maybe a little afraid.
“Charlie…are you…is this? Fuck, I–”
I pull out of her, “Shut up and lay on your stomach.”
I barely catch the look of confusion that passes over her face as I’m scrambling to my nightstand for the unopened box of condoms, ripping it open to get one sheathed over myself. I don’t think about what’s happening. I don’t let any fear try to break through. I want this. She wants this and fuck it felt so good to be wrapped in her pussy. I want more of it. I don’t want it to end.
Once I have the condom on, she’s done what I said and is on her stomach. I climb up onto the bed behind her, lifting her hips to align myself with her soaking entrance.
“You want this?” I ask, needing to hear her say it.
“Fuck yes,” she moans, the last words being drawn out as I push inside her once again. I won’t lie it felt better without the condom between us, but for my own peace of mind I know it’s best. I know Audrey isn’t Tabitha and that she wouldn’t ever use me like that. But the fact that I’ve gotten this far, I don’t want to risk anything ruining this moment with her.
My thrusts start out slow, enjoying the slick slide of my cock inside her, testing, teasing. She tries to push back against me, but I push her down with a hand between her shoulder blades to keep her in place while I keep the pace I want.
I start to increase my pace and thrust into her hard. My headboard is hitting the wall with each thrust, and something about the sound has me wanting to fuck her even harder. She turns her face into a pillow beneath her and I hear the muffled sounds.
My fingers tangle in her dark hair, yanking her head to the side as I lean down against her back. “Do not hide your sounds from me. I’ve been wanting to fuck you for years and I’m going to hear every noise that comes out of this pretty fucking mouth. Got it?”
She nods furiously against my hand.
“Good,” I keep my fingers twisted in her soft locks, pushing her head down onto the pillow beneath her, but to the side so her sounds can’t be muffled even if she tried while I increase my pace, pounding into her.
And she does not hold back on letting me hear her. She’s crying out, cursing, asking for more, telling me yes. God, it only spurs me on more. I don’t have an opportunity to get into my head because my entire focus is on this woman and making sure she feels better than she ever has in her entire life.
My thrusts have grown relentless, the sound of my headboard banging against the wall is competing with Audrey’s sounds of pleasure. I hardly notice the loud cracking sound that occurs seconds before we drop several inches as the bed frame actually breaks.
I don’t stop. I couldn’t even if I wanted to.
“Oh shit, Charlie,” Audrey exclaims.
I pull back, gripping her hips and flip her over onto her back so I can look at her. The mattress is angled awkwardly as the top is lower than the middle.
As I push into her again, I press my forehead against hers, “I’ve wanted this for so long, the whole world could be crashing down around us, and I wouldn’t stop fucking you.”
With a wide smile she wraps her arms around the back of my neck, and locks her ankles behind my back, pulling me flat against her. I’m seated as deeply as I can possibly get and our lips are less than an inch apart. “Then don’t you dare stop,” she whispers before crashing our mouths together once again.
I continue fucking her while we kiss furiously, both so hungry for each other. For all of this and neither of us wanting it to ever end. But I start to feel the release I’ve been holding back start to become unstoppable. I need her to get there. I need to feel her explode around me.
Reaching between our bodies, I work my fingers over her clit, and she cries out against my mouth.
“I need you to come for me, pretty girl. Squeeze my cock so fucking tight like you never want me to leave your body.”
“Fuck, Charlie,” she moans, right before she does just that.
I feel her pussy clamp down around me with her orgasm as she screams and it only takes me a couple more thrusts before my own orgasm takes over, filling the condom with a loud groan of my own.
The room is quiet except for our breathing as we both come down. I slip from her and go to the bathroom to remove and throw away the condom. I’m reeling since that actually happened. I had sex. With Audrey.
We fucked.
I didn’t freak out.
I wait for the panic to set in, wondering if it is just going to be delayed, but it doesn’t come. I’m calm. I’m satiated. And I want to get back into bed, and just hold her.
I bring out a warm wet washcloth for her because I want her to know that I care. This wasn’t some meaningless fuck to me, and I want her to be taken care of.
When I walk back into the room though, she’s standing by my bed, staring at it. The overall frame isn’t broken, but clearly the slats underneath are because the mattress is tilted completely, and I chuckle.
“For how expensive this bed was, you’d think it could handle a little sex,” I joke.
She turns to look at me, grinning, “Just a little,” she looks down at my hand that has the washcloth in it. “That for me?”
“Yeah, I wanted to…take care of you,” fuck, the nervousness is back. Especially since we are both standing here, completely naked without the crazy rabid sexual energy between us.
She looks…surprised, and conflicted. “Thanks,” she says softly, and I almost wonder if I messed up by trying to do this for her. Especially when she doesn’t make a move to take it from my hand or give me an opportunity to do it for her.
Instead, she goes back to examining the state of my bed. “I don’t think you are going to want to sleep in that tonight.”
She doesn’t say us or we. Which I know is stupid to think this changes any sleeping arrangements. We fucked, that doesn’t make her my girlfriend, but damn I kind of wish she at least acted like maybe she would want to stay the night with me. I want to wake up next to her and possibly do this again.
Or possibly do it again before the morning.
“No, I guess it’ll be the couch for me,” I shrug.
She looks back toward me, and there’s conflict in her gaze before it softens. “You can sleep in the guest room.”
“With you?” I hedge.
She nods, and I can’t help the smile I let loose.
She inches toward me, her naked body almost pressed against mine, but not quite, I just feel the heat coming off her skin on mine, “I think I’m going to want more of this,” her hand wraps around my dick that is now beginning to harden once again.
“Then I definitely think it’s best if we are in the same bed. Convenience and all,” I joke.
Audrey looks up at me smiling. “Right. I’m all about convenience.”