Chapter 34 – RHETT
RHETT
Iturn on the bullet, and it hums in my hand, the vibrations tickling my palm.
Her dark eyes grow hooded, and she watches as I bring it down to her opening and lube it up with her.
I’ll save the other lubricant for the next act.
Her back arches when the bullet meets her opening, and I ring it around, squeezing her tits and playing with them while I use the toy to play with her.
“Oh god,” she whimpers and sinks her teeth into her lip.
I pump the toy in and out of her without going too deep, and once the silicone is glistening with her, I slide it up to her clit and circle it.
She hisses out a breath, and her eyes snap shut.
Her face twists in pleasure, and I’m consumed by it.
She’s so fucking beautiful.
She’s going to come fast and hard. I can already tell. It’s why I pull away from her clit and drag the bullet up and down her inner thighs. She whines, and I grin. My lips meet hers, and I whisper, “Patience,” against them.
“Ha.” She laughs, though there’s no humor in it. I do the same thing again. I play with her cunt and her clit, and when she gets to the point right before she comes, I bring it back and force her to cool. “You’re a sadist.”
“I’ll make it worth it.”
I edge her three more times. She’s covered in sweat. Her body is flushed, and her cunt is absolutely dripping everywhere. I lean in and lick some of it up, tasting her arousal on my tongue and humming contentedly.
“Rhett,” she pleads when I blow more cool air on her. She’s about to lose it. I can tell.
“What do you want, baby girl?”
“I want to come.”
I kiss her pussy. “How badly?”
“So badly. Please.”
I grin against her thigh and nip the sensitive skin. She’s shaking. She’s been shaking. But she also hasn’t grabbed me or pounded me with fists. She loves what I’m doing to her, even if it’s driving her mad.
I thrust my tongue into her cunt and angle the wand so it hits her clit.
“Oh fuck!” she cries, and her bound hands fly above her head and bang into the headboard.
“Jesus. Oh hell!” She comes harder than I’ve ever made her come, her pussy dripping everywhere, and I lower myself so I’m flicking at the skin just above her asshole.
My finger comes in and presses against it before I push right in with how wet everything is down here.
She’s grinding and pushing and writhing and losing her mind.
I add a second finger and stretch her asshole, sliding them up and down inside of her.
Her orgasm goes on and on, but I can tell her clit is growing too sensitive by the way she’s moving and working against it.
I pull the bullet back and gently lick her pussy while I play with her ass, getting her nice and ready for me, using her own cum as a lubricant.
She’s breathing impossibly hard, her eyes closed, but her body is still reacting to me. She’s on an entirely different plane of existence, soft and relaxed, yet still hyperaroused.
I slip my fingers from her ass, give her pussy one more kiss, and stand so I can untie her wrists and go for the items on the nightstand. She blinks up at me, and I lean down and kiss her. “Are you okay with this?” I murmur against her lips.
She gives me a shaky nod, and I can’t tell if it’s nerves or endorphins driving her right now.
“You talk to me, okay? Go, stop, more, whatever, you tell me.”
“I will.”
“You really are perfect, Quinn. I’m so crazy about you.” Another kiss, and I grab the G-spot massager and the lube. I use my clean hand to lube up the toy, then hand it to her to take. I want her to be in control of that because it will take all of my focus to work her ass and not hurt her.
I coat my hand with lube and begin stroking myself. Making sure I’m as slick as possible.
I get a wink from her that makes me chuckle. “You won’t be winking and smiling so much when I put my dick in your ass.”
She chokes out a noise. “Let’s see if you can fuck me to an orgasm or if the vibrator will do all the work.”
My hands press into the mattress on either side of her head, my forehead to hers, while my cock tickles her asshole. “Baby, no one will ever fuck you better than I do.” I swivel my hips and with doing so, screwdriver my dick into her. She makes a noise and turns on the vibrator.
“Lube,” she demands, and I hand her the bottle from the bed where I left it. “Christ, Rhett. Do you have to have such a big dick?”
“Fuck, Quinn, do you have to have such a tight ass?”
She laughs lightly and it relaxes her enough for me to slide in a little more. Her breath catches and I lower my jaw so I can kiss her.
“I’ve got you. Breathe. I’m going to make it so good for you.”
She nods against me, her forehead slick with sweat. “I know you will.”
She’s not taunting or teasing. It’s assurance, and it makes me feel like a warrior going into a battle I can’t lose. Or perhaps a battle I refuse to lose.
I lean my weight onto my right hand and hold out my hand to her. “Get my fingers wet.”
She squirts two pumps of lube onto them and I rub it around her asshole and my dick. A humming noise emanates from her lips and she sinks back down into the bed, lifting her hips higher for me.
“That’s it. Take me deeper. Breathe. Relax. Feel me. I won’t hurt you. I’m going to take such good care of you.”
And I do. I work my cock in and out with slow pushes and draws until I’m past her tight ring of muscles.
She gasps and hell, I could come so easily right now from this.
From seeing her asshole stretched around my fat cock and from the way her tits heave and her skin pinks up and how fucking stunning she is as she takes me like this.
It’s a bit more of working myself in and out and then in. After that it’s smooth sailing until I’m fully seated in her. It’s nearly impossible to catch my breath with how good this feels. Hot and tight and Quinn. She doesn’t have the vibrator on yet, and it makes me smile. She wants to feel me.
My girl wants to experience this with me.
Goose bumps cover my skin as I push in a little deeper. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced, and I realize I say that every time, but every time with her is something new and incredible, and even our lazy sex is more.
I pant out a breath and wipe my hand on her leggings that are still on the bed before I replant it beside her head. “You okay?”
“Yes,” she replies softly even as she shivers. “I’m ready.”
I bend into a pushup and kiss her. Long and with a lot of tongue. But as I do this, I start to fuck her. Slow and deep with heavy rolls that have me pulling almost out of her ass before I push straight back in. There’s no resistance now. It’s smooth sailing, and it has us both moaning.
But now that she’s adjusted to me, I want more with this. I want her to experience more. I stroke into her, and her ass squeezes my cock like a vise. I choke out a breath, and my eyes pinch shut for a moment. I can’t move. I simply hold still until I get myself together.
And when I think I’m ready, when I have a grip on how insanely good this feels, I say, “Put it in you. I want you double penetrated while I fuck you.”
With a long sigh, she reaches between us, and we both watch as she slips the vibrator into her pussy. And holy fuck. She can’t have that thing inside of her while I am too. I’ll blow my load in a hot beat.
Shit.
She starts bucking against me, fucking both me and the toy. Her hips move at a rapid pace, and I pick up mine to accommodate.
“Fuck. Quinn.” I grit my teeth and move because I have to move or I’ll die. Like I might actually die anyway with how good this feels, but motherfuck, I have to move, and she takes it so well. She’s incredible. I’m fucking her ass, and she wants more of it.
“Harder,” she pleads after a minute. “Give it to me deep.”
I slap her ass, one cheek, then the other, making her moan.
We both fucking moan because I feel that slap as I feel the vibrator and her hot ass.
The vibrator tickles my cock with every thrust through the thin membrane separating us.
But it’s more than that. My balls get it too whenever I’m fully inside her.
It’s a whole other level that I didn’t quite expect, and now feel foolish for not realizing how intense it would make this not only for her but for me as well.
She teased if I was up to the challenge, and I’ve never backed down from one in my life, but god in heaven, I’m going to come harder than I ever have, and I have no clue if I can control any of it.
Somehow, I flip her over, and now I’m nailing her ass deeper while she has one hand between her spread thighs so she can fuck herself with the toy.
Sweat runs down my face, but I’m staring at my dick in her ass and the curve of her spine and her beautiful red hair. “How is it? Tell me. Are you okay?”
“It’s so much. So full. Oh my god, I’m so full, but it feels so fucking good. Like nothing else.”
One hand is on her tits and my other is on her hip, but my eyes are glued to her ass that’s taking me like this.
The ring of red muscles that fully grip me and stretch.
I can’t see the vibrator anymore, and that’s a shame, but this view.
This fucking view. It’s everything. I’m losing my mind with it.
I growl as I work my cock in and out of her.
Moving faster. Going harder. I have no control over my sounds.
Over the motion of my hips. I’m feral. Inhuman.
I’m guided by instinct and basic nature.
I fuck and fuck, and she takes it and takes it better, all the while she fucks herself, and it’s so much.
My heart is pounding so hard I’m shocked I’m not dead.
That I’m still able to move and sustain life when it’s beating this way.
The vibrator hits my balls, and I yell out a slew of curses.
I’m going to come. I’m going to come so hard, and I’m not sure I can stop it anymore. I don’t think I’m capable.
Thank merciful Jesus she cries out, and she’s spasming around me, and it’s somehow even tighter and hotter. Blinding white coats my vision, and I think this is the moment where I’ll actually see Jesus and cross over into heaven or perhaps hell since I’m in her ass, but I don’t care.
My cock is throbbing, and I fuck her and fuck her.
I fuck her so hard. I give her everything I’ve got until the very last moment when I can’t take it another goddamn second and pull out of her.
I explode without even touching my dick.
It’s all over her. My cum shoots on her ass and back, and it’s never-ending.
My orgasm won’t stop, but hers isn’t either, and when she feels my cum, she screams, “Oh my god, yes,” and grinds on the toy.
I collapse back onto the bed, and it takes me four heavy breaths to get my senses back. Blindly, I reach for her and snag her arm. I pull gently, and she comes willingly, her body flopping over onto mine and her head over my pounding chest.
Incapable of words, I kiss her forehead and run a lazy finger up her spine. I touch my cum, and it makes me smile like the devil.
“Quinn?”
“Mmm.” That’s all I get, and it rouses me a bit more.
“Baby girl, are you with me?”
“In a minute.”
“But you’re okay?”
A nod.
I give us both another few minutes, but when she’s still quiet, I lift her chin and check her face. “Hey. Are you okay?”
“I was somewhere else. I’ve never had that so deep.”
Subspace. I’ve read about that. I’m clearly a novice when it comes to toys and really dirty fucking, but I’ve read about it or watched it in porn because I’ve always been more than a little curious.
“Don’t move, okay? I’m going to get you some water.”
I drag my tired, sore limbs out of bed, throw on my briefs, and practically fall down the stairs. Somehow, I manage my task and I bring her ice water. She hasn’t moved an inch, and I’m a little worried. The toy is lifeless on the bed on top of her leggings.
“Come here.” I help her sit up and bring the glass to her lips. She throws me a fisheye before she takes a sip.
“Thank you. Better. Wow, I can’t believe you had to do that for me.”
“Hey.” I stop her because now I know what that look was for. “Don’t do that. I like taking care of you. It doesn’t make you weak or less than.”
She huffs in mock outrage. “How did you know what I was thinking?”
I smile and cup her face so I can gently kiss her lips. “Because I know you. Relax. As I said before, I’ve got you.”
Her hand covers mine, and she sinks into me. “Thank you for that. I’m not good at relying on others, and I really suck at asking for help.”
“I know that about you too.” I kiss the tip of her nose. “Let’s shower.”
She nods and lets me pick her up. I carry Quinn a lot. I don’t even know why or what makes me do it. It’s the caveman in me, maybe. Or the guy who simply likes her close at all times. I don’t know, but if she lets me, I’ll carry her like this forever.
Quinn doesn’t do vulnerable, and I get it. It’s the hardest thing to be with another human. But it also means we’re more with each other. That if we can be this way, have all of this, then maybe we can take on anything. I hope.