Chapter 40 #2
“Shit…shit…shit. It’s too much, Nate. It’s too much,” I nearly sob, while simultaneously thrusting my hips into his face. I can feel his smile against my skin, and if I wasn’t trapped in this place between intense pleasure and euphoric pain, I would smack the smug look off his face.
His tongue enters me deeply, and I slap the wall behind me.
I press my back into the boulder and lift my pelvis against his mouth.
My head shakes back and forth against the rough, uneven rock.
The cool stone against my back is a searing contrast to my overheating body.
It almost seems impossible how quickly the tension builds in my core.
The tips of my fingers and toes feel numb as warmth spreads throughout my body.
I feel an overwhelming urgency to let go and release, but I fight it as the tension builds higher.
I cry out as a powerful crescendo of pleasure possesses my senses, and I’m no longer able to see or hear.
All I can do is feel is the ecstasy of Nate’s mouth as he fucks me with his tongue.
I can’t take it anymore. I hold my breath as I strain my neck, staring up at the cave ceiling. Hot, searing pleasure travels from my core, a cataclysmic pressure releases and explodes throughout my body. I come…hard. Nate keeps sucking as the aftershocks set off millions of little fireworks.
Finally, my orgasm releases me, and I practically sit on Nate’s face, my leg muscles too weak to stand on my own.
I’m breathing harder than I ever have, yet I feel deeply relaxed and serene.
Nate laps at me, cleaning up the mess he made.
I can’t even be bothered to be embarrassed about how much there is to clean.
He removes his forearm from my waist, and I slide down the damp wall.
I lean my head back against the stone. The only sound that can be heard is our heavy panting and the distant drips of water hitting the cavern floor.
Dim light from outside the cave’s entrance forms shadows against the stone, giving the cavern an eerie ambiance.
Nate snickers, “You’re not done yet. Not even close.”
“Can’t,” I respond. At least I think I do. Words no longer make sense in my brain.
I can hear Nate slide closer to me before his hand cups my cheek and turns my head to face him.
My eyes flutter open, and I gasp when our gazes lock.
His thirst for me is nowhere near quenched, and he’s not going to stop until it is.
I can’t help the tiny tingle that shoots through my core, even though I’m clearly spent.
“Taste yourself.” It’s not a question. It’s a command.
I lean forward and capture his lips, tasting my essence on his mouth.
He slides his tongue between my lips, forcing my musky tang deeper inside.
“Fucking delicious,” he says after pulling away.
He gently lays me down on the stone ground, maneuvering my body the way he wants it.
I’m putty in his hands, and I couldn’t resist even if I tried.
“Do you want my cock, baby?” I am exhausted. I’m sore. My nerves are so sensitive that the thought of even putting my leggings back on has me questioning my life decisions. But the second those words leave his lips, there is nothing I want more.
I nod my head enthusiastically.
“Tell me,” he growls. God, there is something about that beastly voice that makes me want to submit to anything he says.
“Yes,” I answer meekly, suddenly feeling a little shy. We’ve never talked dirty before. This is a new experience for me, but I’m a huge fan of the words coming from him.
“Yes, what?” he orders. He’s not going to let me off easily.
“Yes, I want your…your cock,” I stammer. I can feel the heat decorating my cheeks, and he cups one side in his hand. He swipes his thumb up and down, and I can only imagine he is tracing the red color.
“I always loved this about you,” he says, caressing my face. “No matter how close we got, how deeply we fell, I could always paint these cheeks pink.” His eyes fly to mine. “It drives me fucking crazy.”
I don’t get the chance to respond before he is on top of me, claiming my lips for himself once again.
I let him have them, opening for him immediately and sucking his tongue into my mouth.
We both moan at the same time. This kiss is different.
This kiss is a declaration. I am his and he is mine and nothing in this world is going to change that.
His kiss, his touch, they ignite a fire within me.
The exhaustion from earlier is extinguished as the flames in my core get higher.
Hotter.
His hands explore the curves of my body, and I lean into his touch. His fingers dance along my sensitive skin, producing goosebumps everywhere they pass. The outside world fades away completely. We aren’t on an island. We didn’t get in a plane crash. He’s not engaged to Katie.
It’s just us.
My hands tangle in his hair as I kiss him deeply, cutting my chest open, exposing the empty cavity laid out before him. I’m done hiding it. Done ignoring it. My heart is his, so it’s time to face the fact that I’ll never get it back.
I lose myself in him. I’m the moth, he’s the flame. He sets me on fire. My skin burns from his kiss and touch. The cool cavern floor absorbs the heat radiating from my body. Without it, I’m certain I’d burst into flames.
“I love you,” he whispers low, thick with yearning.
“I love you,” I say back, locking my eyes with his and letting him see the truth of those words. The forgiveness in them. The caves flickering shadows allow me to see the relief in his eyes.
I arch into him, an unspoken plea, one he is more than happy to oblige.
He lifts up and slides his boxers down his legs.
His cock springs free—big, thick, and weeping with want.
He slides his hand between us, grabbing ahold of his dick and gliding it along my wet center.
The tip of his cock hits my clit, and I suck in a deep breath at the intense wave of pleasure.
I cross my legs behind his back, using my feet to pull him closer. The anticipation might just kill me. Every time his cock slides forward, he enters me a little further before pulling back out completely. I’m going to come just waiting for him to fuck me.
The air around us is charged with the energy of our sexual connection, adding to the intense erotic sensations he is already delivering. I’m seconds away from crying out with how badly I need him.
“Nate, please.” My frantic desperation is almost comical considering I’ve already come twice.
“I’ve got you, baby. I got you,” he says as he slides into my body, stretching muscles that haven’t been stretched in a long time. He is so big, so thick, and he’s not all the way in yet. He pushes forward, and my eyes roll back into my head. I am so deliciously full right now.
Nate releases a low groan as he fully seats himself inside me.
“Fuck, Pip. Fuck, you feel so damn good.” We both moan as he nearly pulls all the way out before thrusting back into my body.
“I’m not going to be gentle, baby. I…fuck…
I can’t.” He slams into me again, and I gasp at the overwhelming sensation.
He twists his hips and thrusts forward again, this time hitting that magical spot deep inside me.
“Ahhhh…” I cry out, causing him to do it again.
And again. Our bodies slam together over and over until the only sound you can hear is our hips slapping.
It’s rough. It’s hot. It’s full of eight years of neglected passion.
We aren’t making love. We are fucking away the years that got between us. The people that got between us.
This is a cleansing.
The sound of water dripping behind us creates a tempo, causing the rhythm of our thrusts to match.
We move together, our bodies harmonizing in the most recognizable way.
We’ve been apart for so many years, but our bodies have never forgotten each other.
Each of our movements are fluid, like we know exactly what the other needs.
Nate gets on his knees and grabs my legs, tossing them over his shoulder.
The position causes him to reach even deeper inside me.
We both moan long and low at the sensation.
He increases his pace, fucking me hard and fast. He thrusts so deep he hits that magical spot inside me while reaching down to rub his thumb in circles around my clit.
“Fuck baby. So tight, so fucking tight,” he groans, sweat dripping from his face. “Goddamn. So good. You take my cock so well, don’t you.”
“Fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” I cry out. The pressure building inside me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It makes me terrified to chase it, but at the same time, I need it.
Somehow, he sinks even deeper inside of me.
I’m going to detonate. I need to release this intense feeling building in my core.
Sweat drips down my face, I stretch my neck backward and slap my hands against the stone floor.
I squeeze my eyes closed as it continues to build and build.
Flashing lights impair my vision, my whole entire body tingles from the force, and then finally I reach the peak.
I explode in a kaleidoscope of sensations. My vision is dim, my head is floating, my body is immersed in pleasure. It’s carnal. It’s otherworldly.
It’s us.
I nearly black out as my orgasm consumes me. Pleasure ripples through my entire body, like an undercurrent of magic. The sounds coming from my mouth become a mixture of moans and whimpers. My cries grow louder and louder, ricocheting around the cave system.
Just as my body starts to settle, I feel Nate tense above me.
“Fuck… fuuuuuck,” he cries out, and I feel his release fill me up. He thrusts, faster and harder, pouring his come into me. I love the feeling, the sensation as it begins to drip down the sides of my legs.
He drops down on top of me, but I hardly feel his weight. It’s like I was transported to another time and space. Everything feels weightless, limitless. Nate rolls off to the side and pulls me into his arms.
We are naked. In a cave. On an island.
And I couldn’t be happier.