Chapter 19 Gracie Mae #2
I swallow. "Yes."
"Do I put your nipple in my mouth? Pull it between my teeth before soothing it with my tongue? Or do I fuck them because you've been a bad girl who needs to be taught a lesson?"
Jesus fucking holy hell.
I've never imagined him fucking my breasts but why do I now want that?
"I-I. . .uh. . ." I'm at a complete loss of words.
"Do you want to know if reality is better than what you imagined?"
I nod my head.
He narrows his eyes down at me. Then he takes my nipple and pinches it through the thin fabric. A shot of pain goes down my spine while at the same time pleasure zaps straight down to my pussy.
"Use your voice, Grace or I'll fuck your throat so hard you'll have a reason to not answer me." His delicious threat has my pussy clenching and dripping wet.
"Yes," I finally say.
He arches a brow. "Yes to what, baby? Me throat fucking you or finally having my way with your gorgeous tits?"
"Either."
His eyes flare. I'm curiously wondering what he'll do. Hell, part of me wants to be punished with his cock shoved down my throat.
He hums deeply, appreciatively. "We will save that mouth for another time," he tells me and I'm only focusing on how he said another time.
He's already committing to doing this again.
Thank fuck. "You've finally claimed victory, Grace.
I've admitted defeat. It's about time you reap the rewards that come with your win. "
I watch with hungry eyes as he unclasps my bra and pulls the straps down my arms. I let it fall behind me as I stand with my chest jutted out and proud.
My nipples are hard and desperately wanting attention.
But he shocks me when I see him fall to his knees, and then he strips me of my jean shorts and thong in one go.
He places an opened mouth kiss on my stomach. The heat returns there, pooling.
Unexpectedly his arm comes behind my thighs and he throws me over his shoulder. I squeal, taken by surprise and let out a shocked breath as my back lands on the bed.
I raise myself up on my elbows and ogle as he takes off his shirt.
I lick my lips at the sight. And what a god damned fucking sight it is. It honestly should be a crime for him to wear clothes. A man with that perfect physique should always be walking around in the nude.
And his tattoos only add to the sex appeal.
I've always been a sucker for a man with tattoos.
Eagerly, I wait for him to continue but he doesn't. Instead he prowls closer to me.
Then once he is at the foot of the bed he grabs ahold of my ankles and pulls my ass down to the edge of the bed.
Next he bends my legs at the knee and spreads me wide.
My cheeks flame and it travels down my neck and spreads like wildfire across my chest.
I know what he's seeing.
My aching dripping pussy that is throbbing for him.
He groans then, a deep groan filled with pleasure. And at that sound all the embarrassment I was feeling just a second ago leaves me.
"You have the prettiest pussy I've ever seen," he says in a voice that doesn't even sound like his own. It's darker, deeper, richer. A voice I can get drunk from. A voice that will have me doing anything he wishes.
He gets down on his knees and brings his face right in front of it, inhaling the scent of me. A deep groan of pleasure escapes him. He licks his lips hungrily. "Lie back, baby," he instructs me and I raise a brow. "I'm fucking starving."
I don't even have time to lie back as his tongue darts inside my pussy. I fall back on the bed as my hands fists the duvet.
His tongue is relentless. He eats me up like a man starved. His tongue curls inside me, and my hands move from the duvet to grab onto his hair. My fingers pull on the ends of his hair to draw him closer. Based on the growl at the back of his throat I can tell he likes how rough I'm handling him.
My hips begin to move on their own accord, needing more. And as if the man can read my mind he replaces his tongue with his fingers and then starts flicking at my clit.
My back bows off the bed as I cry, "Oak!"
I swear I can feel him smirk against me. His teeth then bite down on my clit, and it has my legs wrapping around his head.
"Oh my god, Oak! Yes!" I've never felt this amount of pleasure before. I'm no blushing virgin, I've had my fair share of experiences but this? I've never experienced anything as mind blowing.
His teeth let go of my clit and then he soothes it with his tongue before kissing it.
I feel the intense pressure building back up. The heat in my lower abdomen rising higher and higher. I'm about to come. I'm so fucking close.
As his fingers slip out of me his tongue plunges back in. "Oak!" He tongues me faster this time. And as he does he flicks my clit furiously.
I feel as if I'm on sensory overload. It's only a matter of time before I go up in flames.
And when he curls his tongue inside me that's when it happens.
An orgasm rocks through my body and it has me lying flat on my back. "Oak!" I scream out his name as he swallows me down and licks up my pussy, making sure that he doesn't miss one drop.
Oh my fucking god.
How is any of this real?
How does one experience pleasure like this without questioning the fucking universe?
I feel him slither his way up above me. His lips pressing opened mouth kisses up my body before he finally meets my mouth.
He kisses me and I can taste myself on his tongue.
As he releases my lips I look up at him orgasm drunk, yet he still looks wild and ravenous.
"Best meal I ever fucking had," he tells me.
If I had the energy to blush I would. Instead I smile up at him dazed.
Two orgasms.
Two fucking orgasms.
His finger traces the smile on my lips. There's this peaceful look in his eyes, a warmth that's never been there before. And my god it makes my heart fucking swell. "You're so god damned beautiful," he says hoarsely.
I lift my hand up and trace the features of his face, starting with his brow bone, then his cheekbone, down to his jawline, and finally tracing his lips. He kisses the pad of my finger so sweet and soft.
"You are, too," I whisper back at him.
He smiles but not fully.
He brushes a soft kiss to my bruising lips. Before he can pull away I tangle my fingers in his hair and clutch him closer to me. I then wrap my legs around his back and lock him to me.
I kiss him fiercely, opening my mouth and tangling my tongue with his.
I want him to feel from this kiss just how much he means to me. I want him to feel just how beautiful I think he is.
He groans, the sound coming from the back of his throat, and he kisses me harder.
Untangling my fingers from his hair I then trail it down his back. He shudders under my touch but it's when I move my hand down his lower abdomen and then palm his erection through his jeans that he becomes absolutely still.
His lips tear away from mine as he bites back a low growl.
God, he's fucking huge.
I can feel him swelling under my palm and I just want to know what it would feel like to hold his cock bare.
He hisses as I press my palm against him.
"I want you, Oak," I tell him, my voice sultry.
"You have me," he breathes.
I shake my head. "I want you inside me. I want your cock filling me and stretching me. I want it, Oak. I fucking want you."
His eyes roll to the back of his head. "Fuck," he prolongs the word on a groan. When his eyes meet mine they're scorching hot. "I love it when you use that mouth of yours." He then takes my hand and brings my fingers to the button of his jeans. "If you want me, undress me."
Not needing to be told twice I unbutton his jeans and then pull down the zipper.
Because I can't get his jeans off we me lying down and him on top of me he pushes himself off the bed to stand before me.
He takes off his riding boots and then his socks, leaving his jeans and what's underneath to me.
I follow him eagerly, my hands twitching with excitement.
I stand before him naked but not shy. With how he looks at me I feel like a fucking goddess. As if I am Aphrodite herself.
Slowly I lower myself to my knees as I take off his jeans and boxers in on go. They fall to the floor with a soft thud and he kicks them behind him.
It's what he's packing that has my eyes hypnotized or shall I say dickmitized, and my mouth watering.
Holy fucking shit.
He's huge.
More than huge. His cock is un-fucking-real. I've never seen one that big before. Not even in porn. And yeah I've watched my fair share of porn.
His cock is fully hard and lays against his abdomen. Not only does he have the length but he also has fucking girth.
Oh my god, I think he's going to tear my pussy.
Fuck, with that size all I can think is my poor cervix.
Curiously I want to know what it feels like.
And being dickmitized I reach out and wrap my hand around his cock. He hisses as his eyes roll to the back of his head.
It feels heavy and hot in my hand. His veins protrude harshly yet his cock is beautiful.
I have to taste it.
I fist both my hands around him, and that elicits another deep groan. Leaning forward I move my hands so that the flat of my tongue can taste him from the base all the way to the tip. As my tongue reaches the tip I then swirl it around the head.
Before I can continue to suck and lick him like my very own lollipop his hand wraps around my hair in a fist and he yanks it back.
I stare up at him with a heated hungry gaze, and he looks down at me with a wild one. But one thing we both share is the hot desire in our eyes.
I pout my lips up at him. "I wanted to suck you off."
"Oh, you will baby," he promises me darkly, "just not tonight."
With his hand still wrapped in my hair he brings me back to my feet. He pulls me flush against him and it's the first time our skin has flesh on flesh contact.
And my god is it fucking glorious.