Chapter 7 #3
As if the thought reminds me just how much I lean in, pressing my tongue to her clit, dragging it slowly up to where my fingers are still pressed inside of her. I pull them free and slip my tongue inside for a moment before pulling back.
My fingers drip, and I groan from her taste. I could spend all day between her legs, and it still wouldn't be enough, but there's one thing I love even more.
What can I say? I've always been an ass man. Jade not only has a beautiful ass, tone, and plump; it’s like a fucking beacon, but no matter how nice it might look or feel in my hands, nothing beats the feel of it wrapped around my cock.
"Rick, please." Her little whimper is so fucking sexy that I can't even bring myself to punish her for it. It should be another three spankings. I warned her once she's not in control here, but at this point, I can't bring myself to hold off any longer.
Grabbing her thighs, I pull her back so that her knees leave the bed. She straightens her legs without being told, dropping her feet to the ground, legs spread wide enough for me to fit easily.
She knows what I want and isn't opposed to it. She never is. Honestly, I think she might find our limits before we find hers.
Minus Zander, I'm not sure he's got any limits. I thought maybe he would, but after the whole pegging thing, I'm not so sure.
Moving forward, I press the length of my cock up into her folds.
She's more than wet enough to be the only lube I need, the only lube she's going to get.
Notching my cock to her ass, I give her just a moment to breathe as I grip her hips and slam into her, my balls slapping against the wet skin of her pussy in a way that I know drives her crazy.
"Fuck Ricky," she whines, her fingers digging into the bed as she presses back into me, silently begging me to move.
Wrapping my arm around her waist, I smack her clit. She cries out, burying her face in the bed as her ass squeezes my dick like it's trying to pull my soul from my body.
"S—Sir." She struggles to get the word out, but I hear it even muffled by the blanket.
Unable to keep myself still for another moment, I grip her hip and pull back before slamming back into her, our moans filling the room in a chorus that I could listen to all day on repeat.
I won't last long, which is a shame, considering how much I enjoy edging her. But this won't be the last time this happens, and that gives me something to look forward to...as much as I can, at least.
With the hand that I used to slap her clit, I start to rub circles against it, making her squirm in a desperate attempt to keep herself in control.
I run my fingers from her clit to her opening and press inside her.
The skin that separates my fingers from my cock is thin, and her breath hitches as I hit that spot that has her knees weak.
It's enough to bring the meanest man to his knees, and I can't stop my orgasm as it's ripped from me, and I pump ropes of cum into her ass.
"Fuck Firefly," I pant as I come down from the high that is fucking her, owning her. "Do you want to come, love?"
She doesn't answer with words, instead crying out as her fingers continue to pulse around my fingers as I fuck her faster, pulling my cock from her ass and using my cum as lube, not that it's needed, but I can't deny I love filling her with my seed, ass, mouth, pussy, or even just painting her with it, I'll never complain.
Leaning over her, I brace my hand on the bed above her head and press my lips to her ear. "Come for me. Come all over my fingers like a good girl."
Her orgasm rips through her even before I've finished my sentence. Lifting her head from the blanket, she cries out loud enough that I know the rest of the house heard her, not that I give a fuck. No, I hope they hear.
I had to hear her and Zander all night while I lost my fucking mind; it's only fair.
Her legs tremble, and I have no doubt she would have collapsed if she weren't already lying across the bed. Slowly, she begins to breathe again, her walls loosening from around my fingers enough that I can pull them free, but I'm not done with her yet.
Moving around her, I climb onto the bed, grab her, and fall backward in the center. We bounce, and her eyes shine when they find mine. No matter how many times she's seen the monster inside, she's never looked at me any differently. If anything, it's as if she liked me more for it.
Something I'd been ashamed of my whole life, Jade not only accepted but enjoys.
Pulling her up my chest, I set her on her knees, one on each side of my head. I dive into her pussy without giving her a chance to understand or brace herself.
Her fingers grip my hair, making me grunt, but that only goes right to her clit, making her pant and moan even harder as she begins to rock against my face, another orgasm creeping up fast in the wake of the other.
I could make her wait, holding her on the brink of pleasure and denying it, but I don't want to.
The monster is satisfied, and now all I want is for this beautiful, strong woman to fall apart just for me, because of me.
I want to taste her release as she surrenders her body to me in a way only we know.
I want to love her in every way she will let me.
Reaching up, I palm one of her breasts, my thumb rubbing the sensitive skin of her nipple over the bar in a way I know drives her crazy. Her nipples have always been sensitive, but fuck if them being pierced hasn't made them about ten times worse, and I love it.
Her hips move faster, taking her pleasure and the oxygen from my lungs, but she's so damn close and so fucking needy that her rhythm shudders, and she whines.
Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I take over for her, driving my tongue in as deep as I can before I rake my teeth over the sensitive skin of her clit and feel her shatter.
I can taste her release as it mixes with my own, making a mess of us both. I continue to lick, suck, and fuck her with my tongue as her orgasm crests and her mouth opens in a shout that's inaudible, just a few choked moans and sobs that tell me just how good that was for her.
Good.
Jade deserves the whole world and every earth-shattering orgasm possible.
Her legs shake, and when she looks down at me, her eyes are full of so much affection and love that it takes my breath away.
She uses the distraction to move off me, well, mostly.
Instead of sitting on my face where I would have been happy to keep her all night, she now lies down next to me, her head on my arm.
“Do you feel better now?” Her little, breathy whisper pulls me from my thoughts, and I can’t help but laugh. This woman is going to be the death of me, of all of us, and we’d be more than happy to go to hell. Here I just fucked her like an animal in heat, and she wants to know if I feel better.
I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her up onto my chest. She’s damn near boneless, and I mentally high-five myself for getting her so complacent and thoroughly worn out.
It’s not an easy feat with Jade; she’s used to us by now, and most of the time, sex comes in rounds and even tag teams. She handles us beautifully, but it’s my favorite when I can pull her away to spend time with her one-on-one.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted to make a damn schedule, but I’m not sure anyone would even listen to it.
No, they would probably be more excited to break it because we’re all assholes.
“Yeah, Firefly, I’m good.” I press my lips to her forehead, and she peeks up at me through her lashes, a lazy smile on her face that makes my dick take notice.
As if I needed something other than a naked Jade for that.
“I love you,” she breathes the words against my chest, hardly more than a whisper, but it’s impossible to miss them.
Years we’ve been together, and yet, it still feels strange to hear her say those three words.
“I love you too.” Saying them used to be hard.
I’d never loved anyone who wasn’t my parents and the guys, but this isn’t anything like that.
I never imagined loving a woman. Relationships weren’t something we had time for, and even if we did, they always ended the same way.
We were a danger to them, or we were lying.
No, it was easier to keep women at a distance.
If we just fucked, I didn’t have to worry about them learning too much or about them wanting more from me.
But with Jade, I wanted more. I tried not to, to keep our relationship professional, but fuck, I’m not sure what kind of man could resist her, not me, that’s for damn sure.
Jade’s breathing evens out, and she drifts off. A small smile on her lips makes my lips tug up.
When the hell did she sleep last? It’s impossible to know after a mission. They vary so much. But I’d be willing to bet she hasn’t slept since the night before, and whatever little bit of time she got in Zander’s room before I stole her away.
I can’t help but cringe at the thought of waking her just because I’m so damn selfish, but it’s not something I can change. Jade knows what I am and doesn’t seem to mind. If anything, I’d dare say she enjoys it, little fucking psycho.
My phone vibrates on the nightstand next to my bed, and I take a moment to contemplate whether or not I want to ignore it. With a huff, I grab it, careful not to move around too much and risk waking Jade.
We’re ordering dinner tonight. I’m not waiting for you guys to come out of there just so you can cook.
How Spencer manages to sound like a raging asshole even over text with such a simple message, I’ll never know, but he does.
Thai?
I look at the time, and I’m a little shocked to see it’s already two. It didn’t feel like we were in here that long, but it also doesn’t feel like it was long enough at the same time.
I’m not sure we’ll be out by then.
I say back, partially because it’s true, but also because I kind of want to rub it in their faces.