Chapter Three #3
“Fuck, do that again.”
Geo slid one arm beneath my thigh and pulled me closer to the edge. His tongue moved over my clit again, slower this time, and my fingers buried in his dark hair.
He flattened his tongue against me while I rocked my hips into his mouth.
“Give me more.”
Two fingers pressed inside me.
I moaned and clenched around them.
Geo’s eyes lifted to mine, and I held his gaze as his fingers curled.
The pressure hit where I needed it.
“Oh God, keep doing that.”
He kept the same rhythm.
My thighs drew in around his shoulders. The orgasm built fast, sharp and deep. I rocked against his hand and mouth until the first wave hit hard enough to pull a cry out of me.
Geo stayed with me through it, easing only when my grip in his hair loosened.
I sucked in air while he kissed the inside of my thigh.
“Still with me?”
“Yes, I’m still with you.”
Geo stood, his erection straining hard against his trousers.
I reached for his belt.
He closed his hand around my wrist before I touched it.
“You wanted to be caught, but you’re still trying to take over.”
“Being caught didn’t make me obedient.”
That made him laugh.
I loved the sound far too much.
Geo released my wrist and opened his trousers himself. His cock was thick and hard enough that I paused before pretending I wasn’t impressed.
He reached into the open duffel on the chair and took out a condom.
“You pack those with the emergency supplies?”
“I like being prepared.”
“That answer is much more believable than you claiming to be an optimist.”
“I wasn’t going to claim that.”
He tore the packet open and rolled the condom on.
I shifted farther onto the bed and turned onto my knees, then looked over my shoulder at him.
“Catch me properly.”
Geo’s jaw flexed, and his gaze dropped over me before returning to my face.
His hand slid down my spine and closed around my hip.
“Is this what you want?”
“I want more.”
He stepped in behind me. The head of his cock pressed against my entrance, and I pushed back deliberately.
Geo gripped my hips with both hands.
“Tell me.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
He drove into me.
The stretch stole my breath. I squeezed around him and held still for a second while I adjusted.
Geo didn’t move.
“Do you need a second?”
“No, I’m good. Move.”
He did, hard enough to pull a moan out of me.
Geo had been restrained with me all day. He wasn’t restrained now.
I met each thrust, pushing back into him until the mattress shifted beneath my knees.
“Fuck me harder.”
His fingers dug into my hips.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
The sound of skin against skin filled the bedroom. My breasts moved with every thrust. I reached between my legs and rubbed my clit as the pressure built again.
Geo leaned over me, one hand braced on the mattress beside mine while his mouth found my shoulder.
“You wanted me to hunt you and catch you.”
“I wanted all of it.”
His hips drove deep, and I gasped.
“And now?”
I turned my head enough to meet his eyes.
“Now I want you to make me come again.”
His hand covered mine between my thighs. He didn’t replace it; he pressed his fingers over mine, increasing the pressure on my clit while he kept fucking me.
My knees weakened.
“I’m going to come.”
“I’ve got you.”
I pressed back into him and let him take more of my weight.
The orgasm hit with his cock buried deep and my hand under his over my clit. Pleasure rolled through me harder than the first, pulling every muscle tight before my legs gave way.
Geo held me up and slowed long enough for me to breathe.
Then I pushed back into him again.
“Don’t stop.”
His breathing roughened, and the next thrust drove deeper.
I looked back at him.
“Come for me.”
His eyes locked on mine. He thrust deep twice more, then came with a low groan against my shoulder.
For several seconds neither of us moved. Our breathing was the only sound.
Geo’s hands loosened immediately.
“You doing okay?”
“Yes, I’m okay.”
“Do you need anything?”
“I could use about five functioning leg muscles.”
His breath brushed warm over my shoulder when he laughed.
“I can’t help with that.”
“You’re responsible for at least four of them.”
“I’ll accept partial liability.”
I smiled and straightened slowly.
Geo disposed of the condom, then brought me my shirt and pants. He handed them over and turned toward the dresser while I dressed.
I pulled on the shirt and left the pants beside me.
“Do you want water?”
“Yes, please.”
He returned with a fresh glass and sat at the foot of the bed, leaving enough distance that I could decide whether to close it.
I drank half the water.
“Do you want space?” he asked.
I looked toward the open doorway across the hall. Twenty feet away, the bedroom lock still belonged only to me. I could get up, go back there, and close him out without explaining why.
Instead I shifted farther onto his bed and patted the space beside me.
“I don’t want space yet. Sit with me.”
He moved beside me without pulling me against him.
I rested my bare foot against his calf.
Going back to my room would’ve been easy. I wanted to see what happened if I stayed.