Chapter 32 Rhett #2
She writhes on the counter, her fingers finding their way into my hair for something to hold on to. Her breathing is labored, and she curls her body around me, her whole body quaking with pleasure.
“Just like that,” I say, lifting my head for a minute. “You taste so fucking good, Tink. You have no idea. I could do this all day. Just lie between your legs and lick and suck and taste you.”
“Oh my god. Rhett, I’m—”
“You gonna come for me?” I ask her.
She nods, eager. “Yeah. Please, Rhett. I’m so close.”
I go back to it, giving her everything. I take note of the sounds she makes, of what makes her cry out and what sends those shocks of need through her body. All the while I try to get as much of her as I can, not stopping until my mouth is coated with her taste.
Her body goes tight and tense all at once, and she whines my name as she comes undone, shaking and pulling at my hair. I lick her through it, lapping up every single drop of her arousal before pulling away when she lets me go.
“Oh my god,” she pants. “That was…” She shakes her head, clearly still lost for words.
I get to my feet, looming over her, and she looks up at me, heat flaring in her eyes. The tension between us ramps up another notch, and I can see when she realizes we’re not done here.
Violet slides down off the counter, and she’s shaky for all of a few seconds. Then she’s getting on her knees in front of me, looking up.
My cock is already hard in my pants, but the sight of her like that makes it throb with need.
“You gonna suck me off?” I ask her, staring down into her eyes. “Are you gonna wrap those pretty lips around my cock?”
She looks a little shy, cheeks flushing, but she nods. “Yeah. I want to.”
Her fingers slide up my fly, undoing the button and zipper so she can push them down. My cock is a visible tent in my boxers, and Violet licks her lips as she pulls it out.
It’s not her first time seeing it, obviously, but she looks at it with those same wide eyes as the first time, taking in the size. Precum is already welling at the head, and Violet leans in and swipes at it with her tongue.
“Fuck,” I groan, tipping my head back.
Her mouth is a hot, wet torment as she eases it over my cock, taking the head inside and swirling her tongue around it experimentally. She takes my answering groan as encouragement and starts bobbing her head, taking more and more into her mouth as she goes down.
It feels fucking good.
She’s clearly new at this, or at least not used to having something as big as my cock in her mouth, but that doesn’t stop her. She gags a little at one point, but then gets right back to it, using her saliva and her hand to stroke the shaft where it won’t fit.
The wet sound of her sucking fills the room, and heat surges through me. Violet looks so good, and it feels so fucking right.
It quickly becomes more than I can take.
Her mouth is too tempting, too hot, too wet, and my cock throbs. I’m right on the edge of falling apart already, and I don’t want it to be over yet. Not until I’m satisfied.
I use the hand in her hair to drag her off my cock. She gasps, breathing hard and looking up at me, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to the slick head of my cock. Her lips are flushed and swollen from being wrapped around me, and there’s a hazy look in her eyes that goes right to my gut.
“No,” I growl. “Not yet.”
“What?” She blinks, confused.
“I’m not going to finish in your mouth. Not yet. You’re not getting away from me that easily.”
Her eyes flare wider, and she moans softly at the way I’m talking to her. At least she’s into it.
I lift her to her feet, and she stumbles a little, clearly shaky and off balance. But that’s okay. I push her over the counter, bending her over it so her ass is out and on display. My hands grope at her ass, feeling the plush heft of it as I squeeze.
“Fucking amazing ass,” I tell her. “So soft. So spankable.” I slap it, letting the sound echo around us, followed by her groan of pleasure.
“Please,” Violet gasps. “Please, Rhett.”
One hand moves down between her legs sliding against her soaking wet pussy. I let her feel me there, waiting until she starts rocking in place against my hand before I bring her up short, holding her fast.
“Who does this pussy belong to?” I growl. “Tell me, Tink. Who owns this pretty pussy?”
“You—” she gasp out. “You do. Please!”
It’s like music to my ears to hear her say it, but it’s also somehow not enough.
“Say the whole thing,” I prompt. “Tell me.”
“This—this pussy belongs to you,” she pants, head falling forward. I can imagine the blush that will be staining her cheeks, and it just lights even more of a fire in me.
I spank her pussy lightly, giving her just enough of the flat of my palm that she cries out and grinds against it.
Every little sound she makes, every buck of her hips just drives me that much more crazy for her. I have no idea what to do with the feelings inside me, swirling around and amplifying the arousal, so I let them out on her, letting her feel exactly what she does to me.
I touch her roughly, grabbing her tits, spreading her ass, giving in to the urge to take her apart.
“You’re so fucking tempting,” I growl, leaning over her body to say it right in her ear. I grind my cock against her. “You feel what you do to me?”
She nods. “Feels good.”
“Yeah? You want this cock in you?”
Violet whimpers, her hips pressing back even more. “Please.”
“Good girl. That’s my favorite fucking sound, you know? You whimpering, all turned on and needy.”
I can feel her trembling under me, and I keep stroking between her legs, feeling her get wetter and wetter for me. “I remember that toy I saw you playing with in the shower,” I tell her. “Do you have other ones?”
Her face heats, and I can practically feel the burn. But she licks her lips and answers me. “I—I do, yeah.”
“Have you used them since the day I walked in on you?”
There’s a beat of hesitation, but then she nods.
For some reason, that makes me weirdly jealous. The thought of her getting herself off with a toy, when we’re right down the hall just doesn’t sit right with me.
I grab her hair, pulling her head back until she’s looking at me upside down.
“From now on, if you need something, you come to us,” I tell her. “We’ll take care of you. We’ll be the ones making you come. If you’re going to be screaming anything, it’ll be one of our names.”
Her eyes widen, and she opens her mouth, but all that comes out is a low moan.
“Understand?” I ask.
“Y-yes,” she murmurs back. “I’ll come to you.”
“Good girl.” I lean down and kiss her like this, making her arch her back even more.
Her ass presses against me, and I grind my cock into it. Violet chokes back a whine, humping back like it’s going to give her what she wants.
“Do you want something?” I ask her, grinding slower.
“Please,” she moans. “Rhett, I need you.”
“Need what from me?” I slap her ass hard. “Use your words, Tink.”
“I—I need…” She licks her lips, like she’s struggling to make the words come out. Her cheeks are flushed, and she’s dripping wet, her arousal smearing across her thighs.
“I’m not gonna give it to you until you beg me nicely,” I tell her. “So you may as well come out with it.”
There’s a choking sob and then she breaks enough to stop being so shy. “Please fuck me,” she pants. “Oh god, please. I need it so bad, Rhett.”
“You need this cock, baby?”
She nods vigorously. “Please, please, please. Please give it to me.”
“See? All you had to do was ask,” I tease. I reach down with one hand and grip my throbbing cock. It’s already on the edge from the blowjob and from being this close to Violet now. Teasing her was just denying myself, but that’s fine.
We’re both going to get what we want now.
Without warning, I line up my cock and start pushing into her. It’s a tight fit, her pussy stretching to make space for me, and it helps that she’s soaking wet.
Her moans take on a more desperate sound, and she keeps working her hips back in small circles.
“Almost there,” I grit out between clenched teeth. I’m trying to hold back, because I don’t want to hurt her, but the velvety heat of her pussy is enough to make it hard.
Finally I’m in enough that I feel okay thrusting the last couple of inches inside her, and she cries out, clenching around me.
I don’t hold back anymore from there. I set a hard pace, fucking into her deep and fast. I bend over her back, letting her feel the full length of me, making her take it.
“Rhett,” she gasps. “Oh, fuck. That feels—”
“What?” I pant in her ear. “Say it.”
“So good. It’s so good.”
“This is what you always want, isn’t it? What your little toys can’t give you. A cock buried deep in your perfect pussy, a hand in your hair. Taking you the way you need to be taken.”
She nods again, and I have the passing thought that I could probably get her to agree to anything like this.
But then, she’s not the only one caught up in it.
I can’t keep my hands off her. I skim them up and over her hips, gliding over the soft warmth of her curves.
“Fucking love your body,” I growl. “Every bit of it. Always been obsessed with your curves.”
Violet whimpers, and her pussy throbs in time with my cock. “I need more,” she manages. “Please, Rhett. I want to feel you for days.”
That sparks something inside me, and there’s no way I can resist that. The thought of her walking around, feeling the way I fucked her is intoxicating, and it spurs me to thrust in harder and deeper, making sure every inch of my cock ends up buried inside her.
She claws at the counter, bucking and writhing, but taking it so well. She doesn’t seem to care what sounds she’s making, just lost in the feeling of it all.
“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” I pant. “Always wanted to see you like this. And I hated that Andrew got to and I didn’t.”
I blink as those words leave my mouth. I didn’t mean to say them. It’s something I’ve admitted to myself over the years, but I never intended to tell Violet that. Never intended to say it out loud at all.
“What?” she says, turning her head a little.
“I left because I didn’t want to see you two together.”
Whatever she was going to say to that is lost when my hips snap forward, and she cries out as I find that spot inside her.
I don’t let up, ramming into it again and again. I can feel the tension in her body, and I know she’s getting close now. That makes two of us. The heat is rushing through me, and when Violet screams my name and comes undone, I’m right behind her, pumping my release into her willing pussy.
It takes a few long minutes for us to catch our breaths, and I lean over her, turning her head so I can kiss her. She melts into it, and I smile.
“Sorry for interrupting your baking,” I say, belatedly.
Violet bursts out into breathless laughter. “If that’s what you interrupting me looks like, feel free to do it anytime, baby.”
The pet name hits me somewhere tender, and I wasn’t expecting it. The name or the reaction. I give her a little smile, and she smiles back, warm and sated.
I have the passing thought that I want to see her smile like that all the time, and I know for sure now that she’s ruined me.