Chapter 6
six
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Vik
Her hesitation is palpable as she nervously settles over me. The girl who took charge moments ago is back in hiding, and I need to coax her out. We’re not done playing, and the last thing I want is for her to be thinking negatively about her body, especially not with me.
“Where did you go just now?” I ask, breaking the silence and her trance.
“Um. Nowhere,” she responds.
She’s not a good liar.
“Come here,” I order, inching her closer to my mouth. “This body is fucking perfect.” I pause, letting my hands explore every inch within reach. “I’d like to worship you, if you’ll let me. Will you let me?” I ask, staring expectantly at her.
She avoids eye contact, but I know my words ring true as I witness a soft smile replace her worried expression.
“Yes, I’ll let you,” she answers, meeting my eyes at the last moment as she scoots further up my chest.
“Good girl,” I praise.
My palm greets her ass with a resounding smack, and she gasps in response. I flatten my tongue, dragging it along her center, and her taste ignites me. She holds my gaze as she fights back her moans.
I’m going to fuck the shy out of her, make her scream for me.
I grip her ass, lowering her onto me as I relish in all that is her. She shudders as I delve my tongue inside of her, freeing a hand to tend to her swollen clit, thumbing with gentle circles.
I adorn her curves, palming what belongs to me at this moment, and her sighs of pleasure urge me on. Her thighs squeeze around me as I tease her needy bud with soft flicks, and I groan against her core.
She grows bolder with every stroke of my tongue, surprising me when her hand snakes back to rub my clit, applying just enough pressure to drive me wild.
“Fuck,” I weep, and she picks up her pace, toying with my clit as it throbs with need.
I don’t falter as I latch onto her bud with determined licks, breathing through my nose as I suck harder on her clit, giving silent permission for her to let go.
“Vik. Oh my God,” she pants, bucking her hips as she chases her pleasure. I remain under her thumb as she plays between my legs, “Come on my fingers, now.”
“Come on my face,” I quip, and her breath shortens.
There’s a moment of silence before we surrender, and harmonious cries for each other echo off the walls. I hope she can be heard all throughout this club screaming my name as she takes what she needs.
“Good girl,” I whisper, staring up at her, and she beams under my praise.
She braces herself as she climbs off of me and lies back, staring at the ceiling as our chests rise and fall in unison.
“How you feeling, baby?”
“I feel good. So good. Fuck,” she says through short breaths.
“Tapping out?” I ask, squeezing my eyes shut as I hope she says ‘no.’
“Not unless you are.”
Thank God.
“Do you want me to fuck you? With a toy?” I peer over my shoulder to find her nodding eagerly.
“Use your words, pretty girl,” I urge, turning to face her.
She meets my gaze and swallows, “I want you to fuck me, please?”
“You sound so good when you beg.” I praise, tilting up her chin.
I jump up from the bed and pad across the cold hardwood floor to the toy cabinet. The door creaks, and a low light shines over the assortment of toys. I choose my preferred harness and dildo, retrieving a bottle of lube from the bedside table.
She eyes me with intrigue as I round the bed, her sights drop to the purple dick, and she bites her lip. The mattress dips beneath me as I crawl toward her.
I want Rae to succumb to me.
She needs this, and I want to be the one to give it to her.
Without a prompt, she bends over and arches her back, spreading her ass to display that dripping wet pussy for me.
Fuck.
There she is. Been waiting all night.
“That pretty pussy needs to be fucked. Doesn’t it?” I ask, and she remains silent, gathering her hands behind my back as I approach her.
I notch the tip against her clit, teasing until she pleads.
“You’re going to fall apart on this dick as many times as you need to,” I say, plunging inside of her.
I rub her clit as she adjusts to the size, moaning as she stretches around it. I groan when she throws her ass back onto me, taking what she needs.
I thrust deeper inside, and the gasp that escapes her spurs me on.
“You take this dick so well, baby. Fuck.”
She drops her face into the pillow, responding with muffled whimpers as I pound harder.
“What’s that, baby? I can’t hear you.”
“Don’t fucking stop,” she gasps, lifting her face from the pillow and grinding her ass against me.
The pressure of the base against my clit is enough to send me over the edge, but I hold on, guiding her over first.
I maintain my pace as her wails grow louder, the sheen of sweat on her back glistens in the dim light. I lean forward, pulling her towards me, and my tongue swipes her neck.
“Come for me, baby. I need you to come,” I urge, pinching her nipple, and she freezes. Her climax washes over her in a wave, gasping for air as she fists the sheets. I follow behind, trembling against her as I pepper kisses across her back.
I slump to my side, catching my breath as I take her in.
“More,” she whines.
“More? You want to ride me?”
“Yes, please?”
Well, fuck.
I jump up, scooting until my back hits the headboard, and she crawls after me. The dildo bounces between us, standing at attention.
“Sit on it,” I order, holding eye contact as she straddles my lap.
Her full breasts sway in my face with dark pebbled nipples that are desperate for my mouth. She slides her soaked pussy onto my strap, tossing her head back as it bottoms out inside of her.
She is so fucking beautiful.
“Oh my God,” she breathes, rocking back and forth slowly.
I trace my tongue around her nipples, peering up as she bounces up and down on my lap, steadying herself with her hands on my shoulders.
“Fuck yourself on that dick, baby,” I grunt and she obeys, breasts heaving in my face.
Her brown nipples are stiff and sensitive, aching to be sucked. The noises she makes as I take turns worshiping her full tits are music to my ears.
“I’m going to come,” she stutters.
“Come. Give it to me.”
She stills, her body tensing as she shatters, succumbing to her pleasure, and it’s a sight I’ll never forget. I grip her hips, holding her down on my strap as she comes. Arousal drips onto my thigh, and she leans in, taking my lips in a passionate kiss.
I pull her plush to me as she moans into my mouth. Her taste lingers on me, and she indulges, deepening the kiss.
We come up for air and lock eyes as the lamplight catches her face. Her sated afterglow is heavenly, and I wonder if I’ll be lucky enough to see it again. The dildo slips out of her slick pussy as she sits up, climbing off my lap.
“You were fucking incredible,” I pant, pulling the harness down my legs, tossing it in a nearby bin to be cleaned.
“I had a great teacher,” she giggles.
I’ve had my share of wild nights in this club, but none like this.
Rae opened up more than I intended, and it was beautiful to see.
I tend to be more dominant, but I didn’t want to overwhelm her.
Her softness is irresistible. I’d love to do this again, maybe even see her outside of Lilith’s, but I can’t find the words to say that yet.
I hope I find them soon.
As if she can read my mind, she asks, “Are you heading home?”
“No. Not until you’re ready,” I assure. “Come on,” I urge, patting the space beside me.
She joins me, pulling the sheets over us, and turning to her side. Her head rests on my bare chest with a relieved sigh. My heartbeat thrums as she melts into me, eventually turning her face to peer up at me. Her big brown eyes are laced with curiosity as they meet mine.
“What are you thinking about?” I dare myself to ask, knowing that typically, I’m ready to leave once all parties have had their fill.
I just don’t know that I’ve quite had mine. Certainly not when curiosity blooms.
What is Rae like outside of Lilith’s? Is she as warm, pliant, and eager? I long to know, but I can’t bring myself to say it.
“How to ask if I can see you again?” She admits.
Me too, Rae. Me too.
I take a deep breath, and before I can respond, she blurts, “This is me being brave. Are you free next Friday?”
“I can be,” I quip, licking my lips as I palm her curves. “Might need your number though,” I suggest.
“I suppose you earned it. Gotta walk me downstairs though,” I tease.
“That was a given, baby.” She quips.
Almost in tandem, we lay back down against the pillows, and my hand finds itself resting on the steep incline of her hip. The possibility of doing it all again next week makes the idea of leaving easier. For the first time in a long time, taking a chance feels good.
Another night with Rae next Friday.