Chapter 44
Wyatt
When the bathroom door opens, it steals my breath with it. Bryn stands in the doorway, hand stretched out above her head along the frame, every curve proudly on display. There’s nothing timid or shy about her. My girl is full of sexy confidence that has my dick thickening at the sight.
She kicked me out fifteen minutes ago after a long, hot shower together.
I tried to refuse, but she promised me something spectacular if I left the room.
Begrudgingly, I got out of the shower alone, wrapped a towel around my waist alone, watched her for another two minutes through the glass wall before she gave me shit, and finally landed myself on the end of her bed, still clad in my towel, alone.
It might have been worth it just to see her standing there like this. Commanding the room, even if it’s just the two of us in here. It makes me think of how, if she’d enjoyed it, she probably would have won many titles as a pageant girl.
“Wow,” I breathe out, running a hand down the side of my face. “You are exquisite.”
The way her head lifts a fraction tells me she likes the compliment.
On her tiptoes, she slowly strides towards me, a swish in her hips that has me biting my lip, my dick unhappy he’s confined by the towel. When she reaches me, she leans over, pressing a single kiss to my lips before she straightens.
“Don’t take your eyes off me, stud.”
Like I fucking could. They roam over her as she moves around the side of the bed, my whole body turning to watch as she goes to her nightstand. A whimper escapes me when she bends over, giving me a beautiful view of that tight ass and sweet pussy, still wet from the shower.
No. No, not wet from the shower. Wet from arousal.
Bryn knows what she’s doing, rocking her hips side to side, taunting me with that ass. Practically begging me to come over there to sink my cock deep inside that hot cunt to make her come again.
My focus is reveling over where to look between her two teasing holes, when I hear a drawer open, her arms reaching for something inside before the thing closes again.
Then with excruciating slowness that I want to stop altogether, she stands back up.
Not that this view is anything to balk at, with those round cheeks begging to be within my grasp.
She casts a look over her shoulder at me. “Come here.”
My dick throbs at the quiet demand in her tone, but I don’t get to my feet.
I spin on the bed, drop my towel to the ground, and then crawl over the mattress to her.
Bryn’s breath hitches, her tongue sliding across her lips as she watches with her back still turned.
Her eyes drop between my legs, seeing my straining erection, my need for her, a smile forming on her lips.
When I reach the side of the bed, she slowly turns around to show me what she’s holding, and my heart stops.
Full-on fucking stops.
The box.
Her box.
Her box full of toys.
“I promised it would be worth it if you left,” she says, laying it at my knees.
The box is black, with silver casing around the edges and corners. And inside this box are all toys she’s fucked herself with. That she’s taught herself how to deep throat with.
My hand grips my cock, unable to help it. He’s throbbing a steady rhythm as my blood pounds through my veins.
“B,” I groan out her name, squeezing my cock before I slide my hand along my length, needing some kind of friction. Just once. For now.
She clicks the two latches, popping the seal, and I stop breathing when she slowly opens the top, revealing soft purple velvet lining and all her sexy items.
My eyes don’t know what to feast on first. The purple veiny dildo that has a decent length and sizable girth. The bright pink vibrator with a slight curve. The skinny long black handle that ends in a pad perfect for a clit. The white magic wand or the rose-colored flower.
“Do you,” I pause, clearing my throat, because goddamn there’s something stuck in it. My hand drags up the length of my cock again, almost involuntarily. It’s painfully hard. “Do you use everything in here?”
“Mostly.”
She reaches in, rummages around to move a couple of toys aside, and sets them on the lid so I can look through her toys further.
More dildos. Smaller than the purple one. Maybe ones she started to train herself on.
That seals it. I’m the luckiest motherfucker on the face of the earth.
When my eyes land on something else, the breath expels from my lungs in a sharp whoosh. I don’t know how I didn’t see it to begin with because it’s right there. Maybe because it blends in with the interior of the box.
A brilliant, beautiful butt plug with a gorgeous purple gem at the base.
“Mmm,” she hums, the sound happy and soaked in desire. “You found it.”
My eyes flick up, and heaven help me, hers are so hooded and glazed, she looks to be on the brink of an orgasm just watching me take everything in. But especially this.
It hits me then. The reason she wanted to be alone in the bathroom. She was getting herself ready for me to find her plug.
“You want this?” I ask, reaching into the box to take it out.
In response, her back arches, breasts pushing towards me, nipples hard and peaked. She nods.
“With words, baby,” I command.
“Yes, Wyatt. Please.”
The words are breathy, enough to make a lesser man come undone. Fuck, if she hadn’t finished me twice tonight, I may have lost it myself.
Getting off the bed, I set the toy down, grasping her hips to pull her into me.
Her stomach traps my cock between us, and I groan at the sensation, dropping my head until my lips find hers in a sweet, scorching kiss that claims every bit of her mouth with every bit of tender passion and rapture I possess.
She melts into me, a hand sliding down my torso, over my hip, until she takes my cock in her hand, sliding her soft, warm palm and fingers along it. I groan into the kiss, fingers digging into her hip, my other hand dipping lower to find her center.
Soaked. Slipping a finger between her pussy lips, she’s drenched from clit to hole, completely ready for what’s about to come.
Her, definitely. With any luck, me.
“Wy,” she breathes into the kiss. “Please.”
Removing my hand from between her legs, I break the kiss, bringing my finger to her lips. Greedily she sucks it in, tongue swirling around the tip, licking herself off.
“That’s my girl. Look at you, so fucking hungry. Get on the bed. Give me that ass.”
I step away to give her space to get on the mattress, and she wastes no time putting her ass in the air, shoulder down, head turned to watch. It’s a fucking sight, and as I pull out a bottle of lube from her chest of toys, I admire that glistening pussy and the streaks of moisture along her thighs.
“I know you like when I squeeze your ass, baby, but do you like to be spanked?” I ask her, voice gruff. “Tell me out loud. I’m busy admiring this flawless ass and can’t look at you right now.”
She’s gasping as she pushes her ass towards me. “Yes. Please. Do it.”
Forcing myself not to groan, or come, I do as she wants, giving her a light spank just to test things out. She rears forward with a moan of pleasure, her skin turning rosy, but I smooth my palm over it, soothing the bite.
“Wy…”
Not answering her because I know she’s watching, I squeeze some lube onto her tight asshole. Her head drops forward, ass even higher in the air now, and I have to take some measured breaths as I slide a finger through the slippery liquid before slowly pushing inside of her.
This time it isn’t a moan. It’s a cry for more. A begging. A plea.
She’s so damn tight. The resistance is insane. Not that I’ve got experience with it, because this is my first time, and fuck me hard, it’s making me want to nut right now.
Pushing in further, she whimpers, reaching around to pull her ass cheek to the side, and I slowly withdraw, then do it again, and Bryn is a mess of moans, my name, and a whole lot of yesses.
“More,” she demands after a few moments. “The plug. Wy, the plug. And then fuck me. I need you to fuck me.”
Well, that makes two of us. At some point I grabbed hold of my cock, moving my hand up and down the length, coating my palm in precum with each swipe over the head. I’ve got to make her come because there’s no chance I’m lasting when I get inside of her.
Pulling out of her, I grab the bottle of lube again, coating the butt plug and adding a bit more to her asshole before I position it at the tight hole. She’s panting as I push it in as slowly as I can, watching the lavender head disappear little by little.
“Wy,” she gasps. “Wy, oh my god. Yes. Oh god, please, more. Until it’s in. I can take it. I just need it in.”
I can take it.
I. Can. Take. It.
She can fucking take it.
My head is about to explode. This woman is more than I can comprehend. She is everything. The air I’ll forever breathe, the ground I’ll forever walk on, the water I’ll forever need to survive.
On that thought, I push the plug all the way in until just the base and gem shine up at me, and Bryn is reduced to a whimpering mess.
It takes everything not to shove my cock into her tight pussy and fuck her senseless until we’re both seeing stars, but I truly fear that I’m going to last thirty seconds right now, and I need her sated before that happens.
Dragging my other hand between her legs, she bucks backward, my fingers moving along her slit until they find her clit. Bryn cries out my name, already so turned on that all it takes is one grind against my hand to wring an orgasm out of her.
I get the second one when I bury my face between her legs and thrust my tongue into her center, my finger still toying with her clit. She floods me, coating my lips and chin with her delicious orgasm.
“Wyatt,” she cries, hair flipping as she looks over her shoulder at me, eyes burning with a fire so intense I don’t know that I’ve ever seen the likes of it. “Fuck. Me. Now.”
With her on the bed and me standing beside it, she’s at the perfect height when I push her legs wider apart and step up to her, my cock lining up with her entrance.
I stop for a moment, admiring the sight of the purple gem, her soaked cunt, and my cock right there, ready to enter.
Just before I do, I give her ass a firm smack.
She rears forward, not expecting it, but I grab her hips and pull her backward, my cock sinking into her pussy.
It has us both gasping, moans filling the bedroom.
“Don’t wait, just go,” she pleads. “Fuck me.”
The way she begs for the things she wants reminds me of the constant little “Ohs!” that pop out of her mouth when she realizes something. For a woman with such an innocence about her, she knows what she wants and likes.
I’m happy to oblige.
Throwing my hips into the movement, I push into her, pulling out, trying not to think about how fucking tight, hot, and wet she is, but it’s impossible.
With each punishing thrust and every whimper and moan from her, I come closer to falling apart, but I ride it out, giving her everything she’s asked for.
Gripping her hip with one hand, I press down on the gem, then pull up just a fraction, matching it with my movements. It sends Bryn into a cursing frenzy. When she starts to constrict around my cock, I hold the gem down, feeling the plug press down towards my cock.
My name is a prayer on her lips as she comes, and at the sound, I’m coming undone too, my release chasing down my spine at the speed of light, straight into my tightening balls until I’m spilling inside of her.
Fireworks light up behind my eyelids as I empty myself, thrusting deeply until I have nothing left to give, and I’m falling against her back, still inside her, a hand on the bed to keep me semi-upright.
The sound of our heavy breaths is the only thing in the room for a long time as we both come down. Pressing a kiss to her back, I slowly lift myself away from her, running my hands along her sides and then over her gorgeous ass.
“You okay?”
There’s a laugh that sounds sated but hysterical. “I’ve… that… you just ruined me.”
“Promise I’ll put you back together again,” I tell her, then add, “But plan on me ruining you a lot.”
Drawing out of her, I look down between us, watching my cum leak out of her pussy. “Fuck, B. I don’t know what I like more. Seeing my cum leak out of you or that gem shining at me in your ass.”
“Push it back in so you can watch it leak out again,” she says, twisting to look over her shoulder at me. My eyes dart to hers. “Then maybe you’ll decide which one you like better.”
“Woman… we could be here for a while.”
“Good,” she breathes, pushing her ass towards me again. “I’m not ready to be done.”
Sliding my fingers between the lips of her pussy, I do as I’m told and push my cum inside her as deep as I can. When it starts to slide out again, I know it isn’t going to be long before I want to fuck her all over again.
Until sunrise and beyond.