5. Duncan
Chapter Five
Duncan
H eart hammering in my chest, cock aching painfully, I fisted the comforter and tried to remember to breathe as Rune straddled me, sitting on my thighs with her stormcloud hair loose and wild around her shoulders, frizzy and staticky and thick as the night beyond the windows, framing her face and setting her blue eyes to blazing.
Her tits hung heavy and swayed with her breathing as she gently caressed my cock.
Moving slowly, she leaned toward me. Her tits nuzzled my chest as she claimed my mouth, and then her hands released my cock and slid up my abs, palmed my pecs, and then framed my face as she kissed me, kissed me, kissed me.
My stomach lurched and my heart floated, cracking open and soaring at the hot, wet wonder of her mouth sliding against mine, her tongue stealing into my mouth and demanding my own.
And just when I thought the kiss couldn't get any more intense, she moaned and rubbed her pussy against my cock, her wet seam slick against my shaft.
I whimpered helplessly, pushing against her, so close to coming right then and there that I had to break the kiss and grit my teeth and force myself away from the edge.
“ Fuck , Rune," I snarled. "Don’t tease me, goddammit."
She let her forehead hit my chest with a thud, whining in her throat. "I'm sorry . I'm not trying to tease you. I just…fuck. I need you. I want you inside me."
"We can't."
"I know." She slid her ass down my legs, palms raking over my torso. "We'll have to settle for this."
She lengthened her body onto mine, laying on my legs and gathering my aching, pulsing, throbbing cock in both hands, pulling me away from my body. Anticipation raged inside me, and I stopped breathing, heart crashing madly, abs braced, legs tensed, panting.
I pushed stiffened fingers into her hair, gathering the thick black mass of tresses in my fist. "Please, Rune. I'll beg if you want. Please."
"Begging is unnecessary," she whispered. "But don't let that stop you."
"Please, Rune. Have mercy. Suck my cock." I thrust into her hands. "Please. Make me come. Hands, mouth, I don't care. Just… please make me come."
"I shall be merciful," she said, stroking my cock with both hands, her eyes on mine. "Very, very merciful."
Her lips parted, and she wrapped them around my cock, and my eyes closed, and a long, hoarse groan escaped my throat.
Her mouth was hot and tight around the head of my cock, her hands still pulsing short little pumps at the base of me, and then she palmed my balls again, and that was nearly my undoing.
I barely managed to hold off yet again, eyes shutting as I hissed, tensing and thrusting against her mouth.
"Mmmm," she hummed, "mmm-hmmm."
"Fuck," I snarled. "You like that?"
“Mmm-hmmm," she responded, humming around me. "Keep going." This was a whisper, the words huffing hot against my saliva-slick tip.
I clutched her head and thrust again, and she hummed another affirmative sound, gulping around me. "Oh fuck, Rune. Your mouth. Goddamn, girl. So fucking good."
She slid backward until she slipped off the bed, kneeling in the same place I'd knelt to eat her out. She pulled me with her until I was sitting on the edge of the bed with her kneeling between my legs, and she went down on me, taking my length with a loud gulp and a hard swallow.
"Oh… fuck ,” I hissed. "Rune. Jesus."
"Take it," she breathed, pumping my root with one hand while licking my leaking tip with her tongue. “Take my mouth, Dunc."
I wrapped her hair around my fist and stood up, and she gazed up at me, grinning. "Take your mouth? That's what you want?"
She caressed me with both hands, nodding. "Yes. Take me. Give it to me."
Unable to believe what she was telling me, I groaned as I thrust into her mouth. "Like that?"
Her sapphire eyes went wide, and she nodded. "Mmmmm-hmmm!” She kept her eyes on mine, pulled away to whisper against the tip. "Harder. More."
"Ahhh fuck, Rune. Are you real?"
"I hope so." She took me in her mouth and slid wet lips down my shaft, tongue swirling and sliding. " Love your cock. I need more of it. Give it to me. Give it to me, Duncan. All of it. I can take it."
"You want it all?" I asked.
"Uh-huh." She licked the tip, then palmed my ass in both hands as she wrapped her lips around me. "Take me, Duncan. Give me your cum. Give me your cock."
"Fuck." I gripped her hair in one hand and palmed the back of her head. "You're too fucking good to be true."
"Try me," she whispered, and then bobbed around my pulsing cock-head a few times, teasing me into helpless thrusting. "Let go, Duncan. Trust me."
Trust her. That's what was holding me back—I didn't want to hurt her or do anything she wouldn't like, no matter how good it might feel in the moment. I didn't trust myself—I was rabid with need, aching with the urge to let go, snarling and groaning and growling with the orgasm boiling in my balls.
I didn't trust myself; did I trust her?
Yes, I did.
Maybe I shouldn't have, but I did.
With a groan of relief, I let go of my self-control. "Take my cock, Rune."
I thrust into her mouth, and she mewled softly as I filled her mouth, drilling into her throat. She gulped around me, swallowing hard, but instead of pushing me away, she grasped my ass in two clawed hands and pulled me to herself.
Oh, fuck .
I sank into the tight wet heat of her throat, throbbing madly. "Fuck! Holy fuck, Rune. God , you feel good."
She answered with a moan of pleasure, as if I tasted good, or as if she loved the way I felt.
I don't know—she didn’t say. She just moaned again, pulling at my ass and pushing her mouth down my length, lips stuttering and sliding on my cock.
She backed away, my cock popping free, and she gasped for breath, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
"Come for me, Duncan," she whispered, caressing my length again with one hand. "Give it to me."
There was no option but to give her what she wanted—it was what I needed to. I couldn't hold back anymore, no matter how badly I wanted to drag this out, make the pleasure last forever.
My orgasm was boiling inside me, now, delayed for far too long.
The taste of her pussy lingered on my tongue, and it was exquisite, like the finest honey. Her moans were erotic, driving me mad. I'd nearly come just from the way she sounded when she came, the way she looked—a goddess made flesh, cutting loose and giving me her pleasure.
But now I was the one shuddering at the cusp, and she was kneeling in front of me, and her lips were plump and swollen, her tongue running along them as she gazed up at me with wide, wild sapphire eyes.
I captured the mass of her black hair in my hands and guided her to me.
She opened her mouth, eyes not wavering away from mine for a split second as she took me into the hot, wet heaven of her mouth.
My legs shook, then, as my orgasm built to an impossible frenzy, and it was all I could do to not fuck her throat.
She sensed I was still holding back—or holding back again, after a brief instant of having given over to desperation. She took control, then.
She clutched my cock in one hand and pumped slow strokes around my root, cupped my taut, hard, aching balls in the other, and slicked her mouth around my cock, wet and hot and suckling and slurping.
Her bobbing mouth was wet and messy around me, then, saliva coating my length and lubricating her sliding lips, her pumping fist.
The ecstasy I felt then was unparalleled, pleasure beyond anything I’ve ever felt in my life as she worked me to a grunting, panting crescendo of desperation.
Her mouth slopped and slid and slurped noisily, wet and insistent and hot and tight, at odds with the way one hand pulsed at my root with slow, almost tender touches, the other massaging my balls.
She slid a finger along my taint and pressed in, shocking me with a sudden rush of renewed intensity.
That finger teased further, her eyes dancing with mischief as they met mine, daring me to stop her.
I couldn't.
Didn't.
I held her gaze and gripped her hair and guided her motions, thrusting into her mouth with bent knees, hunched over.
There was no stopping the release, then.
I felt it hit melike a runaway freight train, the surging boil of need in my balls exploding up through my shaft.
" RUNE !" I snarled. “ Fuck ! I'm coming, oh fuck, holy shit, Rune…fuck, fuck, fuck."
She groaned low in her throat, took my cock deeper into her mouth, to the back of her throat but not any further, pumping my cock at the root as fast as her hand would go, bobbing on my length slowly and with wet swirls of her tongue; the juxtaposition of slow and fast and hard and soft made me lose any semblance of self-control.
My thrusts were mad and helpless and wild, and she took them with eager hunger, whimpering and moaning as I fucked her mouth and hand.
The flood exploded out of me, then, and I shouted my release.
As I started to come, Rune slid her finger inside me, pressing in up to the first knuckle, and something inside me shattered irrevocably as my orgasm went nuclear.
My legs gave out, and I sagged to the bed, leaning against it for support as I collapsed, boneless and jellied and helpless.
I heard Rune gulp as I came, swallowing the flood of my cum and pumping my length for more.
The finger inside me vanished, and the release of the pressure sent another spasm through me, another hot flood of cum shattering out of me.