Chapter 28
CHAPTER 28
I n previous relationships, Clementine had always been submissive, willing to do anything and everything they told her. With Oakley, she found herself doing things differently. It had everything to do with the fact that she felt safe with him, that he never pushed her into doing something she wasn’t ready for. Every step of the way, he’d deferred to her and what she wanted to do. She’d made the first move by kissing him and asking him to fuck her, then asking for a friends with benefits change to their relationship.
Clementine knew it was a give and take relationship, and if he wasn’t comfortable with something, he’d voice it. So far, he benefited from her research on blowjobs, because she saw the way his eyes glazed over earlier. She was definitely happy with his research, because who knew that sitting on someone’s face could feel that good?
While she hadn’t really done much research until she’d made the deal with Oakley, her head was now full of ideas, secrets, wants and desires. She’d also never been this horny before. She’d gone years without sexual frustration of any kind, met tons of beautiful people, been attracted to them, but nothing beyond the all consuming crush.
Then Oakley walked into her bakery and charmed her pants off, quite literally.
Now she was lying naked in his bed after another explosive orgasm thanks to his tongue and fingers. Her core still throbbed and the slight scrapes from his scruff made her inner thighs a little sensitive. But it felt so fucking good.
Sitting up, she gathered her hair over one shoulder and looked back at Oakley. He had one arm tucked under his head, while the other continued to brush along her back. When their eyes met, his mouth stretched into a smile and her heart lurched. This man was slowly and steadily shattering the wall she built around herself. Clementine wondered how long she could keep pretending like she didn’t feel something so deep for him.
“I’d give anything to know what you’re thinking right now,” he said softly.
“I’m thinking that this feels too good to be true.”
“What do you mean?” His smile faded into a frown.
She turned away from his piercing gaze and dragged her fingers through her tangled hair—this is what happened if she didn’t comb it after a shower, but really who even cared right now.
“That you walked into my life at a time when I was maybe looking for you.” She felt the bed shift, followed by his warm breath against her skin. “Makes me wonder if any of this is real or if I’m going to wake up one morning and it’ll all be gone.”
She’d thought that about so many things in her life. Friendships had collapsed, crushes had turned sour and relationships didn’t feel stable; all of it made her question what was true anymore.
“I’ve had those doubts too, like you’re not really here with me. That this is some kind of trick the universe is playing. But baby, we’re here . You and me, all of this is real.”
Sighing softly, she leaned sideways and his lips pressed to her temple. Clementine had to believe that what they had was different from what she’d had with everyone in the past—romantic and otherwise. Twisting her head slightly, she bumped her nose against his jaw and Oakley dropped his chin to press their foreheads together.
Despite how fast her heart was pounding, she smiled and said, “I’m ready, by the way.”
“Ready for what?”
“For that cock.”
He coughed and leaned back to look at her. “The fuck, Clem.”
“You asked.”
“The way things come out of your mouth should be illegal.”
“What would you rather I say?”
“Fuck if I know. But warn a guy before you drop a nugget like that.”
She rolled her eyes and shifted onto her knees. Both hands coming up to cup his face. His lips parted and he blinked to focus on her.
“Oakley West. I’m ready. To have intercourse with you.”
This time, he stared at her before he leaned in to capture her lips. She smiled and returned the kiss, hands sliding to the back of his head, her fingers threading through his soft hair. When she pulled back, keeping her face close to his, she hoped that she was conveying the seriousness of what she was saying.
“I’m ready to have intercourse with you too, melor.”
“Good.”
“I’m assuming in all your research you found what you want to do.”
“I’m glad you know me so well,” she whispered and kissed him again. “I want to be on my knees, apparently that allows for deeper penetration and even better pleasure.”
He nodded, eyes dilating. “And gives me the perfect view of your delicious ass.”
“Of course. We also need condoms and lube.”
“In the nightstand.”
She found an unopened box of condoms and a bottle of lube. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Oakley, especially since they’d shared their test results with each other, but she found comfort in using protection. If she woke up well-fucked and content in his arms in a year, she would suggest they ditch the condoms and get the implant. At this point in time, they were still settling into their relationship. Besides, he was about to put his dick in her for the first time. Now was not the time to toss out protection.
“I thought we were going to have intercourse,” he mumbled as she took her time to open the box of condoms.
She chuckled, set it aside and scooted forward. “So demanding,” she said and nipped at his lips, one hand wrapped around his dick.
He grunted, forehead dropping against hers as she stroked him leisurely. Her eyes stayed on his face as she squeezed, then rubbed her thumb over his tip as he shuddered. Clementine kissed the corner of his mouth as he slid a hand between her thighs. Thanks to her thick thighs, he couldn’t reach her core. He growled in frustration as their heads turned and mouths collided in a rough kiss.
“On your hands and knees,” he muttered, voice strained as she squeezed his cock.
She slid backwards, watching his twitching dick. Clementine turned onto all fours, glancing over her shoulder to find him staring at her. She tugged at one of his pillows and lowered herself onto her elbows, thrusting her hips up.
“This ass. Perfection .” Then she felt a sting against her ass.
Gasping, she twisted her upper body to look at him, his eyes almost as wide as hers. “Again.”
His chest heaved, but his hands swung out and spanked her again, sending a bolt of lust straight to her core. Pushing her hips back, she wiggled her ass and Oakley did it again. She groaned, burying her face in the pillow as her pussy pulsed, wetness pooling between her thighs. She’d never been spanked before, but she loved every minute of it too much to make him stop.
“More?” he asked and her head lifted enough to nod. He obliged, spanking the other side before smoothing his hand over the sensitive flesh. “Fuck, you’re incredible.”
His words sent sparks of pleasure up her spine, causing her to rock back against him. Clementine had never been one for praise, but she liked the way Oakley was in awe of her all the time.
“I want you inside me now,” she whispered, using one hand to spread her pussy so he would get the hint.
“I need a minute.” His hands smoothed over her ass and she moaned as he dragged a finger through her spread lips. “Your body,” he said, his warm breath against the cleft of her ass, “it’s unreal.” Then he pushed her hand away and replaced it with his mouth. She rocked back against his probing tongue and cried out, every nerve ending sparking to life.
She needed to be possessed and consumed and devoured by this man.
“Oak, please .”
He hummed against her seam, sucking on it gently before two fingers slid into her. She gasped at the intrusion and clenched. He laughed, a low rumbly sound, as he teased her opening and then pulled his fingers out. When all contact was broken, she exhaled loudly, a shiver moving through her body. The wrinkle and tearing of a wrapper was followed by a grunt before the sound of a bottle opening and gel squirting echoed in the room. Clementine stretched her arms out, knowing that it would push her ass even higher and when she heard Oakley moan, she knew that she’d achieved what she set out to do.
“How are you feeling?”
She turned her head and growled, “Just fuck me.”
He chuckled and stroked her hip. “Relax for me, baby. I’ll be gentle, I promise.”
She forced herself to unclench all her muscles, not even realizing how tense she’d been. His hands traced her sides and she all but melted against his touch. And then she felt him pressing against her slit. She pushed her hips back and moaned as the tip of his cock slid through her seam. Her fingers curled into the covers and he pushed deeper. She moaned, face pressed hard into the pillow as he kept pushing, her body slowly adjusting to his size. Suddenly, he was pulling away and she whimpered, pushing back for more. Then with one hard thrust, he filled her up and she screamed into the pillow.
“Oh, holy fuck,” she gasped, lifting her head to suck in a sharp breath. “So full , so fucking good.”
“Jesus, Clem. You’re the perfect fit.”
She moved her hips slightly and heard Oakley groan. His hands landed on her hips to steady her and she moaned, nipples rubbing against the sheets. With a loud exhale, his hips moved in shallow thrusts as he fucked her. Her fingers tightened against the cotton beneath her, her breath coming out in soft pants. She’d had his fingers, a vibrator and a dildo inside her; but this was different. Better .
She could feel the way his fingers dug into her hips and she knew that he was holding himself back. “More, Oak. I can take it.”
Hips stilled as he pressed flush against her. “Are you sure?”
“Fuck me. Make me come, please .”
Clementine clenched around him and smiled when he groaned. She relaxed her muscles and before she could find purchase in the sheets, he pulled out of her almost all the way. She started to protest, but then his grip tightened against her sides and he plunged deep. She thought she was ready to be fucked, but clearly she had no idea what she was getting herself into.
Between her panting and moaning, she heard him grunt and the slapping of their bare skin. Reaching behind her with one hand, she gripped his wrist as he continued to fuck her. His thrusts were deep, hard and measured, hitting her right where she needed him. Her head spun with all of the pleasure coursing through her and she didn’t know it could feel like this.
She’d just gotten a handle on her breathing when she felt Oakley touch around her pussy. Then he slid out of her and pushed a finger in as well, making her cry out. Turning her head slightly, she saw him bite his lip and forehead crinkled in concentration. He was thrusting back into her and she had no idea if his finger had joined the party, because she was full again. His thrusts were slow and shallow, driving her absolutely wild. She wanted more when she felt a finger against her ass. Eyes wide, her pussy clamped around his cock and he growled, the wet digit tracing her puckered hole. He pressed against it slightly and she whimpered, pushing back against him.
“Oak,” she whispered, fire racing down her spine as he continued to press against the hole. Then the pressure was gone and his hands slid down to grip her hips as his thrusts got harder and deeper.
“Touch yourself, Clem,” he growled between thrusts. “Choke me with that pussy.”
She dragged her fingers over her clit, trembling because of how turned on she was from all the dirty talk. As soon as she made contact, both of them moaned. Gasping, she turned her head to the side so she could breathe properly and moved her fingers further down, brushing against Oakley’s cock as he pressed inside her. Her heart felt like it was going to explode with how fast it was racing. He growled and she slid her finger over her clit again, rubbing herself fast. A shiver ran through her body and coupled with the way his cock slid in and out of her, it was a miracle she was able to think straight.
“Fuck, that’s good,” she cried out, rubbing her clit faster as his thrusts stuttered. “Oh god, more. More!”
“Fuck!” he shouted.
She pinched her clit, stars bursting behind her eyes as her pussy clamped and fluttered around his cock. Both of them went still for a moment and then she was coming, a shudder running through her. Her mouth curved into a smile, but her body was limp and satisfied, nothing else mattered.
Until Oakley was pulling out of her.
“On your back, sweetheart,” he told her, helping her move. She felt sluggish, but she flipped onto her back, slowly focusing on his smiling face. “I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks, baby,” she mumbled, feeling drunk and happy. “Are you going to fuck me again?”
His answering chuckle was low and she licked her lips when she felt him press against her again. “I want to watch you come around my cock this time.”
“Fantastic idea.”
“Can you lift your legs for me, melor?”
She nodded and did the best she could with how wonderfully spent she was feeling. Oakley’s hands ran along her legs and guided them up, her heels resting on his shoulders. She took a minute to blink the haze of pleasure out of her eyes and found him watching her.
“You’re so beautiful,” she told him, stretching out a hand to touch his stomach, fingers tracing his abs. “So fucking happy that you were my first.”
“Me too, sweetheart.”
She mumbled to herself, hand dropping to her wet pussy and she felt his cock brush against her fingers. “Oh, you’re so hard.”
“Are you okay?”
“Drunk on you, Oak. Put that big cock inside me.”
His laugh wrapped around her and with his hand over hers, Oakley guided himself back inside her. She moaned loudly, back arching off the bed as he filled her in one hard thrust.
She inhaled deeply, watching as he stared at where their bodies were linked. “Take what you need.”
“Jesus, Clem,” he breathed out. “You’re going to kill me.”
“Wreck me first,” she whispered.
And he did.
Just like when she was on her knees, Oakley fucked her hard and fast. He held her legs steady against his torso and she raised her arms over her head to grab at anything she could. His beautiful face was tight with concentration as he thrust deep inside her with every shift of his hips. When he lifted his gaze to hers, Clementine saw so much—love, commitment, passion, desire. She wondered if she was reflecting those same feelings back at him.
Her legs trembled with the effort of being held up, but she didn’t say anything. She watched Oakley, loving the way it felt to have him fill her with every snap of his hips. She watched his jaw flex as he rocked forward and held himself there. One hand dropped to where they were joined and his thumb stroked her clit and she cried out. When her back arched off the bed, he thrust into her again, their bodies slapping together with every forward movement.
Between the deep thrusts and the pressure against her clit, she had zero hope of holding back. She screamed his name and came again, her walls fluttering around him. Oakley moaned loudly and thrust into her a few more times before he went still, eyes falling shut. When she felt the hot heat of him filling the condom, she quivered and sank into the bed, her chest heaving.
Their heavy breathing was the only sound in the room. Her vision was glazed over, but she felt him lower her legs and slide out of her. The mattress shifted as he collapsed beside her. She closed her eyes as she focused on catching her breath, until she heard movement. Through half-opened eyes, she tracked Oakley’s movements as he slid to the edge of the bed. She nudged him with her foot and his back flexed as he looked over with a smile.
“Don’t move, I’ll be right back.”
She nodded and stretched out in bed, smiling at how wonderfully sore she felt. She’d feel differently in the morning, but right then, she felt fucking fantastic. Footsteps drew her attention to the reason she felt this good. He tapped her legs and she spread them, whimpering as he dragged the warm and wet washcloth between her thighs. Tossing it to the side, he climbed back into bed and pulled her into his arms. She burrowed against him, face pressed into his neck.
“How do you feel?”
“So good,” she whispered, nuzzling him gently. “How do you feel?”
“Fucking incredible. Thank you for trusting me.”
Her hand moved over his chest and stomach, sighing softly. “I’m glad it was you.”
He went still, then his hand was in her hair and their mouths were attached. She moaned into the kiss and dragged her fingers through his hair, kissing him back just as hungrily. When he pulled away, she saw something else reflected in his eyes.
I hope it’ll always be you .