Chapter 16 Dane #2
She held me in her fist and wrapped her lips around me and made slow, hungry love to my cock.
She never took more of me than up to my glans, but holy fuck.
She'd open her mouth wide and swirl her tongue around me, flick it against my tip and taste my precum, and then suction her mouth around me again, working my length slowly and gently, and all the while her hands plied me, circling my base and squeezing, palming my balls and teasing them with her fingertips, caressing my length up to her chin and back down, doing as much with her hands as her mouth.
I held absolutely still, barely daring to breathe, not moving a muscle.
"Lindsey," I gasped, when I could form words and summon breath.
She kept going, unhurried, slowly caressing my cock and playing with my balls, suckling and licking and swirling with her tongue.
I felt climax bubble up inside me, rising and boiling, and there was no hope of holding back. She suckled and sucked, eager and greedy and hungry, pumping my shaft until I was groaning and growling, and finally I had no choice but to move, to give in to the need to thrust.
That's when she stopped. I left her mouth with an audible, cartoon-like pop.
Before I could so much as groan at the sudden loss, she was rolling to her back and pulling me over her.
She guided me into the cradle of her thighs and slid me inside her tight, hot, wet pussy.
All the way in, all at once, no hesitation, no lead-up, just a long, slow, hot slide into heaven, and she was so fucking tight, so fucking wet, I couldn't breathe again, overwhelmed and overcome.
"Lindsey," I whispered.
Her mouth met mine, silencing me, claiming me with a hot, hard kiss, and this time she didn't stop; it was a kiss to fuse our very souls.
Her hands dug into my ass, and her legs hooked around my thighs, and she pulled at me, whimpering into the kiss. "Please," she breathed. "Please. Please."
"Lindsey, my love."
She arched, rocked against me, taking me deep—I lost my voice to a loud cry as her soft wet heat swallowed me, enveloped me, and I thrust into her, once, hard
"YES!" she screamed. "AGAIN!"
I thrust into her again, and she screamed while biting my lower lip—hard enough that I grunted, but she licked the hurt away, and I forgot the sting instantly as she bucked up to meet my next thrust. Her hands clawed into my ass and pulled me to her.
Her lips slid up my cheek to my ear. "Please, my love. Please." She nipped my earlobe, breath hot. "Fuck me. Please. I need you. I need your cock. I need your cum. Please, Dane. Please, please fuck me as hard as you can, baby. Fuck me. Please fuck me."
I groaned at her words, at the raw desperation as she begged and pleaded.
How could I possibly refuse a plea like that?
I took her mouth and gave her what she wanted—slow at first, driving deep with slow, hard thrusts. She gasped softly with each one, and her eyes stayed fixed on mine, filled with love, sparking blue heat with each crash of our bodies together.
"Harder, Dane," she pleaded. "Harder!"
I built the pace gradually—or rather, that was the intent.
The reality, however, was that I had no such restraint.
She begged me to fuck her harder, and I could only give her what she wanted.
I fucked her harder. Her huge tits sloshed in wide, quivering circles as I pounded into her, and she wailed desperately each time I drove into her, and she gripped my ass with fierce strength, and even as I fucked her, she clawed at me and pulled at me with her hands and legs and shrieked and wailed, and begged for more.
"YES! Dane, oh god, Dane, yes! YES! Fuck me, baby, fuck me just like that!" Her voice was raw and ragged and raspy and breathless, and she cried out wordlessly as I crashed into her, aching with the orgasm that I couldn't bring myself to give in to.
"Come inside me, Dane," she panted. "Come for me. Fuck me until you come. Fuck me as hard as you can and never, ever stop."
“You want me to come?" I growled.
"Fuck yes. I want you to fill me with your cum."
I pulled away, slid out of her with a groan. I rolled Lindsey to her belly and she eagerly gave me what I wanted, what she knew I needed—she went on all fours, presenting that big, plump, round, juicy, perfect ass to me.
"Is this what you need, my Dane?" she demanded, her voice sultry and low and aroused. “You wanna take me like this, don’t you?”
"Fuck yes, baby. You always know what I need."
"Take me, sweetheart," she whispered, looking back at me over her shoulder, ass high, shoulders low. "Fuck me."
I gripped my cock and guided myself to her entrance—she took over, notching me in her wet seam; the instant I was there, she rocked back into me and her pussy swallowed all of me, all at once.
I lost it, then.
Whatever shreds of control I may have had were utterly erased when I took her in that position. It's what I'd fantasized about, needed, dreamed of—the one position we hadn't done together yet.
"DANE!" she cried as I thrust into her, my hips slapping loudly against her ass. "FUCK! Yes, fuck yes, baby. Give it to me, my Dane. This is so good—so perfect.”
Her Dane.
I liked that.
My heart sang and my soul soared, and I watched the woman I love arch and writhe as I fucked her—I poured my love into her, thrust after thrust, and I should have come right away, but I didn't. Couldn’t.
I needed her, and I needed this to last forever.
Her ass cushioned each thrust with soft, beautiful give, and I gripped her curves and drove in, leaned back as I thrust and smacked her left cheek with my right hand, and she cried out at the spank, pushing back into my thrust in a way that told me exactly how much she liked being spanked.
I don't know how long we fucked. Minutes? Hours? Time lost any meaning or flow. But when at last I felt the orgasm reaching a crescendo inside me, I went willingly to meet it, knowing it's what she wanted, needed, had been begging for.
"I'm gonna come, Linz," I warned. "Fuck, baby, I'm gonna come so hard.”
“Yes, Dane, yes, yes, yes! Come for me, honey. Give it to me, give it all to me." She rocked back to meet me, and I palmed her ass cheeks, pulled them apart so I could fuck deeper, and she cried out, guttural, as if I was fucking her so deeply she was choking on my cock from the inside. "DANE!"
Harder, then. I gripped her hips and yanked her back against me, fucking her roughly, each thrust so hard she was rocked forward, her ass quaking with each slapping thrust, creating hypnotic rippling waves as I pounded, pounded, pounded.
Orgasm ripped me apart.
Destroyed me.
Ruined me.
My shout left me hoarse, throat sore and aching as I poured into her and roared, fucking her through a climax that left me momentarily blinded, deafened from the howling of my blood in my ears, thighs burning from exertion, gasping ragged breaths as I came and came and came.
When I slowed, still hard but too shattered to keep going, Lindsey collapsed forward, mewling as she lost me, and guided me to my back, where I lay, panting. She caressed my cock as she lay beside me, milking another lazy dribble of cum out of me to trickle down her knuckles.
She licked it, grinned at me…
And went down on me again, taking my cock in her mouth and sucking another little spurt out of me, making me arch, shocked and gasping.
She popped back up after a moment, wiping her lips on her wrist as she settled on my chest.
Neither of us spoke for a long time.
"Holy fucking shit," I gasped, eventually—the length of time it took me to regain anything like coherence.
"I love you," she said.
"Holy fucking shit," I repeated.
She giggled, rolling to her belly on me, mostly on top of me. "I just fucked your brains out."
"Yes," I said. "Yes, you did. You absolutely fucked my brains all the way out."
Her grin was happy. "I sucked your cock."
“You did." I wiped an errant drop away from her lips. "Was it…were you okay?"
She nodded. "More than okay." She leaned up to kiss my jaw.
"I wouldn't have done it otherwise. I just…
I wanted to see. To try. Because I woke up wanting you, and…
I remembered how much I liked going down you before…
you know, I lost my shit. And I realized that it's not oral itself that makes me freak out, it's certain things that… were done to me, during it."
"What things, honey?"
"Deep throat," she whispered. "I don't want to talk about it.
I won't ever say that name again. I'll never discuss it again after this.
But that's what he did to me. He used my throat.
I gagged on it. That's what I hated. And with you, that first night, it was fine until I started going too far.
I…I was getting into it, and I thought that's how…
I thought that's what I was supposed to do.
But I don't have to do it that way. It actually seems pretty simple, now. "
"I don't think it's just that, Linz."
"No, probably not," She agreed. “But that's a big part of it.
Most of it, though, is that I fucking love you.
That beats everything else all to shit. I know you'd never…
" she stopped, shaking her head. "You love me.
I'm secure in that, Dane. It gives me peace and confidence. I woke up in love with you, happier than I’ve ever been, and I just knew I could do that, and I wanted to, and so I did.
" She grinned at me. "And I stopped because what I needed was you. Us. I needed exactly what you gave me."
I shook my head. "Linz, I…”
She covered my mouth. "Just tell me you love me."
"I love you."
"Last night," she began, hesitant. "The stuff about rings and…"
"I meant every word, Linz," I interrupted. "I love you. I want to do life with you. As long as we're together, it can be whatever we want it to look like."
She rested her cheek on my chest. "Could we…um…stay here?"
"Like for today?"
"No, like, to live."
"Oh." I frowned, thought about it, and shrugged. “Yeah, for sure.”
"Because I'm gonna need to fuck you at least once a day, loudly and lengthily, for the foreseeable future." She cleared her throat delicately. "And I don't think your parents want to hear that."
"No," I said, shaking with laughter, “probably not." I hesitated. "When you say at least once a day…?"
She turned onto her chin, smirking, an erotic gleam in her eyes. "You've unleashed a beast, honey. I am one horny ass bitch, and you're mine."
"I see."
"What's your refractory period like?"
"Short."
"Not short enough."
"Shower with me?" I suggested.
"If you promise me an orgasm while we're in there."
"At least one," I promised, rolling off the bed.
She reached for me like a toddler asking for uppies. "My legs don't work. Carry me."
I scooped her up and carried her into the bathroom. Set her on the closed toilet lid and started the shower.
While it heated, she gazed at me. "Dane?"
I smiled down at her. "Linz?"
"I love you."
I smirked. "I know."