Bianca Chapter 11 #2
I tried the doorknob. It easily moved in my hand, and the door inched open.
I paused, then pushed it further. Peeking my head around the edge of the door, my gaze zeroed in on him in the shower.
I could see his body through the water-covered glass.
Chaos had his head hanging forward. One hand was pressed flat to the tile wall, and the other was wrapped around his cock.
He was stroking himself. Instantly, my nipples grew tight.
And between my legs, my pussy began to grow damp.
I was dressed in a sleeveless short nightgown that hit mid-thigh. Under it, I wore nothing. I had no panties on. I hoped to surprise him with that news. I watched for a few moments, then I called out.
“I can help you with that if you’d like.”
His head snapped up and around. His gaze hit me like a hammer. His eyes were dark and intense. His hand stayed at the base of his cock, but he paused the strokes.
“Bianca, babe, you shouldn’t be in here,” he said in a hoarse, strangled tone.
“Why? It looks like this is the perfect place for me to be,” I said as I eased further inside.
“Binx, stop! If you come in here, I won’t be able to control myself enough to stop at just playing. Go back to the bed. I’ll be there shortly.”
“And if I don’t want only to play around? What if I want you to strip me naked and fuck me, Cash? God, I’ve been dying to see and touch your body and to feel you inside of me,” I confessed.
Without conscious thought, my hands came up, cupped my tits, and kneaded them through the thin cotton of my gown. I moaned as I tugged on a tight nipple.
“Jesus Christ, if you’re not one hundred percent positive, go!” he half-shouted.
I knew there was no other way to prove I was serious than what I did next. I let go of my tits and then began drawing the gown up my body. As it exposed inch after inch of my body, Chaos began stroking himself again. He never blinked or turned his gaze away from me.
I heard him mutter, “Fuck,” when I exposed my bare pussy.
I kept hiking it up until I could grab the bottom and pull it off over my head. Chaos was breathing raggedly.
“Hurry, get in here,” he demanded.
I rushed over, and he shoved the door open so I could get inside. It shut behind me. His eyes scanned me from head to toe and then back up. I was doing the same to him. There was too much of him to take in. I ended up focused on his cock. I reached out and pushed at his hand, which he dropped.
I whimpered. He was thick and long, and his cock was a dark red with the veins standing out in relief.
The head was shiny, and I knew it was more than from the water.
I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, and I stroked up and down him, holding him tight.
He was so hot and hard, yet covered in softness. His groan was deep and long.
“Son of a bitch, that’s it. God, harder, faster,” he urged.
“Like this?” I whispered, speeding up while clamping down harder. His hips bucked.
“Yes,” he hissed.
I was the next to cry out because his large, work-roughened hands came up and cupped my tits. Then he kneaded them as well as pinched and tugged on my taut nipples. Fire shot from my tits to my core.
“So fucking gorgeous. So responsive,” he muttered before lowering his head and sucking my left tit into his mouth.
He thrashed it with his tongue and then lightly scraped his teeth over the hard nub.
My body shook, but I refused to stop working my hand up and down his hard length.
I wanted to make him crazy for me, so I twisted my wrist and adjusted the speed and tightness of my grip.
When I reached the head, I swept my thumb over it to gather his precum.
My ministrations only made Chaos more frantic. He worked my tits with his hands and mouth until I was sobbing and I was on the edge of an orgasm without him ever touching my pussy.
Abruptly, Chaos let go of my tits. He backed me up until my back was almost against the tile wall.
His eyes were glowing hot. Then, he stooped, grabbed me by the ass cheeks, and hoisted me up.
I scrambled to put my arms around his neck, causing me to drop his cock.
He stepped forward, and my back hit the cool tiles, making me hiss.
“Hold onto the grabs above you,” he ordered.
In a daze, I glanced up and saw the funny-looking protrusions I’d noticed in the shower earlier.
I thought they were for hanging things off of.
When I gripped them with my hands, I knew they were there for more than that.
By lifting my arms, it pushed my tits up and out.
Chaos lowered his head and went back to working them with his mouth.
I gripped the pegs tightly as he held me up with my legs wrapped around his waist.
I moaned because I felt the head of his cock teasing my slit and occasionally bumping against my clit. I tried to wiggle to impale myself, but he held me in place.
“Cash,” I whimpered.
He said nothing, just switched to sucking on my opposite tit.
I was close to an orgasm. One more brush over my clit or hard draw or bite on my nipple and I’d go over.
As if he read my mind, Chaos bit down and tugged my nipple between his teeth at the same time as he rubbed the head of his cock up my folds to my clit.
I screamed as I crashed over the edge. I convulsed, and clenched my hands around those grab pegs, or whatever they were.
I heard Chaos growling. It took me several beats to begin to descend from the high.
As I did, he let go of my nipple and stared into my eyes.
Whatever he saw there must’ve convinced him I was with him because he shifted his hips.
I felt the head of his cock probe my opening.
Holding my gaze, he pulled my hips downward as he thrust upward. I stretched to accommodate his hefty girth. That, combined with the fact that I hadn’t had sex in a year and a half, had Chaos entering me slower than we both wanted, but probably the way he should. I moaned and gasped.
“Jesus Christ!” he hissed.
More of his steel length entered me.
“Fuck, baby, you feel out of this world. So tight and hot, like you might not let me in,” he rasped.
“I’m letting you in,” I whispered.
“Thank God, you are. If you didn’t…So perfect, so perfect,” he muttered barely above a whisper.
“Cash! Oh, honey, oh, yes,” I panted.
By the time he was fully embedded inside of my pussy, I was about to go insane. I wanted more. I wanted Chaos to fuck me like an uncontrolled beast.
I let go of the pegs and gripped his shoulders. I let my nails bite into them. He hissed, but I saw the pleasure on his face.
“Cash, I need something,” I told him urgently.
“What? Just tell me, and it’s yours,” he murmured.
“I want you to take me hard and fast. I want you to fuck me and make me come,” I confessed.
His hips had been drawing back. When I said those words, he halted for a moment, then finished pulling out until just the head of his cock was inside.
“You want me to do you hard and fast. Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I answered.
“Thank fuck,” he muttered and then snapped his hips hard, driving his length into me in one hard, unfaltering thrust.
My eyes rolled back, and my breath rushed out of me. And then, just like that, Chaos became the beast I wanted. He hammered in and out of me. His cock rubbed over my G-spot. It thumped my cervix, and when we came together, his pelvis slapped into my clit.
“This is just to take the edge off, Bianca. Just to get us both primed for the next round. I’m gonna take you until we can’t move.
I’m gonna worship your entire body in between each round.
I’ll make you climax until you lose count.
And just when you think you can’t do it again, I’m gonna show you, yes you can. ”
The water kept spraying down on us as our hips slapped together. His fingers bit into my ass cheeks as Chaos bounced me up and down on his thick cock.
At times, he’d lower his head to suck or nip my nipple.
Whenever he did, I’d spasm around him. The pace picked up, and I was careening toward an incredible orgasm.
I wasn’t sure whether we’d go together. Suddenly, he slid a hand around, and his thumb found my clit.
He pressed on it hard as he stroked furiously in and out of my pussy.
The wave hit. I stiffened. Then I shouted his name as I squeezed tight around him.
Chaos kept thrusting, then his hips began stuttering, and I felt the heat of him coming.
I sobbed as I had flashes of light going off behind my eyelids as I came the hardest I ever had.
It was total bliss as the tension drained from both of us.
When I was done climaxing, I slumped forward, planting my forehead on his shoulder. Chaos hugged me close, kissed my wet shoulders, and rubbed my back soothingly.
“Bianca, are you alright?” he asked sometime later.
“Yes, just floating,” I whispered.
He chuckled.
“That was hands down the best thing of my life, Lioness. You can’t say we’re not meant to be together. Not after that,” he whispered back.
“I think you’re right,” I replied.
As he slowly withdrew and settled me on my feet, I kept thinking of how much my life had changed in a month.