Chapter 35 WESTLEY #2
“Then hold still and let me look after you.” I flick my tongue quickly over her.
“Let me play with these nipples that are begging for my attention, until you come in my lap. Let me bend you over so I can bury my cock so deep inside you, I’ll have you praying to the stars for mercy.
And because I know what a good girl you are, you’re going to take it, and say thank you.
” I grip her chin, pulling her unfocused eyes to mine.
“I always look after you, don’t I, baby? ”
Her eyelashes flutter as she nods, and I snake my arm around her back, hauling her against me and catching her mouth with mine.
I kiss her fiercely, thrusting my tongue inside her mouth, to stroke against hers.
She meets me with the same hunger, fingers pulling on my hair as she moans into my mouth.
I pull back and suck one nipple into my mouth while my hand squeezes her other breast. My tongue and teeth fight for dominance, switching between slowly lapping over her skin, to flicking my tongue over her with unleashed fury, and back to raking my teeth over the hard bud in a teasing drag.
My palm rubs in light circles over her other nipple, making her shiver and pant.
My arm still locks her hips in place, but I can feel the way she’s trying to fight. She’s desperate to move, and it has my cock throbbing. I trace kisses over the swell of her breast and up her neck until I’m reaching her mouth again. My lips crash against hers while my thumb rubs over the barbell.
Her nails scratch through my hair and across my back as she groans. “Don’t stop.”
I shift my kisses across her jaw until I find the spot just below her ear and suck. She leans back, thrusting her chest up as she cries out. Her legs tighten where they bracket my hips, and I can feel the shudder as it rips through her.
She lets out a sigh as her body goes limp. I wrap both arms around her, stand from the chair, and carry her over to the pole. As soon as I drop her feet to the ground, I spin her on the spot, grab both of her hands and wrap them around the pole. “Hold on, baby.”
When she does what I’ve asked, I grip the back of her neck and push her down until her back is flat and her arse is up.
My hands dip into the waistband of her shorts, ripping them down her legs. She lifts a foot, ready to step out of her shoes, but I close my hand over her ankle.
“The heels stay on.”
Her eyes flare as she sucks in a breath and I push my shorts and underwear down in one swift motion. I wrap a hand around myself, pumping up and down as my other hand reaches under Maevyn’s hip, finding her clit.
She sinks down further, her arse pressing back into me, and I spank her, earning a delighted gasp.
“So fucking beautiful,” I say, running my hand over both cheeks before swatting each side, then squeezing the flesh, loving how soft it is beneath my fingers.
With both hands on her hips, I hold her steady and pull her arsecheeks apart, spitting onto her back hole.
“Holy shit!” She gasps, falling into the pole before righting herself.
I keep one hand on her as the other takes my dick, gliding through the mess I’ve already made.
“Was all your teasing true? No one’s ever touched you here?” She shakes her head. “Hmm, maybe another thing for your list.”
I guide my cock further, slipping between her until I find her cunt. My eyes roll back in my head at just the thought of sinking into her. She pushes back, trying to take me in, but I squeeze her hip, holding her in place.
“Don’t worry,” I say, circling my tip around her, just barely slipping inside. “You’ll be coming on my cock in no time.”
I ease in slowly, only reaching halfway before I pull out again.
My teeth grind together as I try to keep the pace slow and steady, though I’m desperate to fuck her hard and fast, but it’s worth it when Maevyn lets out the most beautiful whimper, followed by my name.
“Westley, please,” she begs.
I give her a little bit more and a little bit faster. “So sweet when you beg for me.”
My hand runs up her back until I can bury it in the messy strands, then I lean over her, whispering beside her ear, “But I want to hear you scream.”
I grip her waist and slam inside her wet, needy pussy until my hips slap against her arsecheeks. She cries out as I start to fuck her hard and deep. Her hands fist the pole, turning her knuckles white as her voice becomes raw and ragged with every moan.
“You take me so well, pretty girl.” I drag my hand from her hair, down her back. “Like you were made for me.”
She shudders under my palm as I trace all the way down to her arse and spread her open. I rock her over me, feeling my balls tighten as I help her ride my cock. Peering down at the way she’s bared open to me, I spit on her.
Maevyn gasps as her pussy walls clench over my dick. My thumb slides inside her cheeks, grazing lightly over her back hole.
“Think I can take you here one day?” I say, watching her reaction. She always jokes about anal, but if it’s something she really wants, I’ll give it to her. I’d give her anything.
She looks over her shoulder, and I see her throat bob as she swallows, then licks her lips before giving me a slight nod. My thumb rubs over her again, making her shiver.
“Mmm, I think you’d like me fucking your arse, wouldn’t you?” I dare to push my thumb inside her. “Let me be the only one to claim this tight hole?”
“Oh god, Westley.” Her head hangs between her shoulders.
“Yeah, you’d love it.” My legs start to tingle as I draw closer to release. “What if we got your little toy, too? I’ll fuck your pussy with one and your arse with the other. Stuff you full until you’re an aching, quivering mess.”
I reach one hand underneath her, rubbing over her clit as my thumb pushes in further and my thrusts turn hurried.
Maevyn cries out until it turns into a breathless sob. When her pussy clamps around me, I groan, spilling inside her.
I fall against her back, my arms winding under her chest to hold her up as we both struggle for air.
She turns her head, leaning against her fists where she still clutches the pole. “Thank you.”
I kiss her, smiling against her lips. “That’s my good girl.”