Chapter 7 #3
“I’m taking you to bed so I can fuck you properly, then.” He swept her into his arms and stood to carry her across the room.
He set her down on the bed with her head resting against the pillows, then he unzipped his jeans and kicked them off.
His black boxer briefs came next, revealing the most beautiful cock she’d ever seen.
It was so hard, so big, the skin a light tanned gold, like the rest of his beautiful body.
He had so much muscle in his thighs it made her hands itch to run her palms over them.
But her mouth watered at the need to touch his gorgeous cock. To have it inside her.
“Wait there, baby,” he said, moving to the nightstand and pulling out a condom packet.
“Brody, please wait.”
“Am I rushing you, baby?”
“No, not at all. But now it needs to be my turn.”
His brows drew together. “Your turn?”
She reached out to him. “I need you in my mouth. Right now.”
His confusion turned into a wide grin as he helped her to sit up on the end of the bed, and a thrill ran through her as he stood before her, his gorgeous cock so hard and ready, a small droplet of precum on the swollen tip.
“Come here,” she said, hearing the husky edge in her voice as she grabbed his firm buttocks and pulled him closer.
His hands went into her hair, pulled tight enough to make her understand that the power play was still in effect. But she only took that as a signal to do her best to render him helpless.
She smiled to herself as she stroked his shaft with delicate fingers, eliciting a groan from him.
Then she wrapped her hand firmly around the thick flesh and lowered her head.
She decided he deserved exactly what he’d given, so she flicked her tongue at the head, tasting him.
His cock pulsed, and she felt a surge of satisfaction at his response.
She moved her fingers up the length of him, stopping to wrap her thumb and forefinger just under the base of the head, her fingers barely managing to touch, he was so girthy. She gave him a small squeeze, milking the head until that droplet spilled over, and she leaned in to lick it off.
“Fuck, you’re killing me,” he said with a quiet moan.
“It’s one of my favorite things, to worship you like this. In French we call it faire la pipe à quelqu’un.”
“Baby, you can call it anything you want. Just don’t stop now.”
She took a moment to breathe him in: all male desire. It made her wet all over again. But she needed to focus on him.
She leaned in and kissed the head, then again, this time flicking her tongue at his hard flesh. Then she took the whole thing into her mouth, and immediately swallowed it, his whole cock going down her throat.
“Ah, fuck…”
She pulled back until only the tip remained on her tongue, then she wrapped her tongue around the head, swirling it as she used her hand to pump his cock a few times before swallowing him again.
Her eyes watered, but she didn’t care. She only wanted to please him.
Pulling back once more, she swept her tongue over the tip, then pressed her tongue into the hole.
“Lord, no one has ever done that to me before,” he growled, his fingers digging into her scalp. “That feels fucking amazing.”
She kept at it for a few more moments before sucking him into her mouth again, not as deeply this time so she could really suck him.
And she stroked the rock-hard shaft up and down, pausing to squeeze her fingers around the base of his cock while she sucked hard on the head, using her tongue to tease at the hole.
Soon he was arching into her mouth, and she could tell he wanted to hold her head down, and knew he was too well-mannered to do it.
But it was something she loved, that sensation of being taken over.
She pressed down on his hand, trying to show him it was okay.
And he got the idea, holding her head while he fucked her mouth, deep into her throat until tears ran down her cheeks.
But she felt only a sort of victory at having this big, dominant man at her mercy.
“Oh, yeah… fuck. I need to stop. I need to stop so I can fuck you, beautiful.”
He pulled her off his cock with strong hands, picked her up and threw her onto the bed on her back, spread her legs with rough hands, and finding the condom packet, he ripped it open and slid it over his shaft while she waited impatiently, on fire with need.
Then he got onto the bed and slid his body between her thighs, holding himself over her.
“Are you sore?”
“No. Not at all.”
He reached a hand down between them and slid in her wetness. “Ah, you’re soaking wet again already. Is it because you know I’m about to fuck you? Is this what you wanted?” he demanded as he shifted to press the tip of his cock at her entrance.
She arched her hips, wanting him to just ram inside her.
“Yes. Because you’re going to fuck me. And because of the way you felt in my mouth.”
“Ah, fuck, babygirl. The things you do to me. But also”—he paused, a feral grin on his face—“the things I’m about to do to you.”
He used his muscular thighs to spread hers wider apart, then he parted her folds with his fingers and pushed just the tip of his cock into her hole.
“Mmm. More, please,” she begged.
“I love that you’re not afraid to ask me for what you want,” he said as he pressed in another inch, then held himself there.
He bent to kiss her, his tongue invading her mouth, and she wrapped her arms around his big body, but he took her wrists in his hands and held them down at her sides, letting her know once more that she was under his command. She loved it.
He kissed her deeply, and as he kissed her, he began to move his hips. Just tiny thrusts, in, then out, sending pleasure coursing through her. But it wasn’t enough. She spread her thighs as wide as she could, trying to let him know what she wanted.
He pulled his mouth from hers and stared down at her. “I’m going to fuck you now. I’m going to slide my cock inside you all the way to the hilt. And I’m going to watch your lovely face while I do it.”
Her entire body surged with pleasure at his words, at the look in his eyes, dark and dangerous. And he kept his gaze on hers, as promised, as he made one sharp thrust, burying his hard flesh deep.
“Ah, god!” she cried out, nearly coming again.
“Yeah, take it, baby. You take it all so well, my beautiful girl,” he said as he surged into her over and over, each thrust going deeper, hurting a little, but the pain only enhanced the pleasure.
It built so quickly, her head spun, her pussy grabbing at his thick shaft.
His dark eyes glittered as he pumped inside her, and he let her wrists go to slide his hands beneath her buttocks, lifting her hips so he could go even deeper.
“Ah, yes! Brody!”
He pinched her ass, and she immediately corrected herself. “Sir… you feel so good.”
He smiled, and it was a little feral as he kept jamming his cock deep inside her pussy, over and over while his fingers buried into the flesh of her ass, holding her in place. Commanding her body. Making pleasure rise and spiral like a small tornado of sensation inside her.
“Ah, baby, you feel amazing,” he panted, his voice low and full of gravel. “Can you come for me again?”
“I-I don’t know.”
He moved a hand in between their bodies to press on her clit, rubbing in circles, sending shards of pure pleasure knifing into her system.
“Oh!”
“Now, beautiful girl,” he ordered, pinching her clit hard as he bucked into her.
She came apart, her body shattering, fireworks going off in her head. She kept coming and coming, lost in his eyes, in the way his mouth went loose with pleasure before his hips jerked hard against hers, and she felt the heat of his cum even through the condom.
“Ah, fuuuuck!”
He kept pumping into her, his cock still hard.
Her body shook with her climax as it began to ebb, finally letting her relax as her muscles went loose all over.
He let his body rest on hers, and bent to trace kisses over her collarbone, her throat, then he kissed her cheek, her forehead, and lastly, her lips.
She wrapped her arms around his broad back and stroked his skin with her fingertips, wondering at the sheer size of him as he shivered beneath her touch. She ran her hands down his spine, over the muscles of his buttocks, and felt them tighten as he surged inside her again.
“Lord, your hands feel so damn good,” he murmured against her mouth. “You feel so damn good; every single inch of you. How am I ever going to stop touching you?”
Don’t. Don’t ever stop.
She couldn’t say it out loud. She shouldn’t even be thinking it. This was something she couldn’t have. He was something she couldn’t have, other than their time while he was there. But she couldn’t even remember why at the moment.
A tear slipped down her cheek, and he rubbed at it with his thumb. Another tear escaped, and he kissed it away.
“Hey,” he said gently. “You okay?”
“Mmm, yes,” she answered.
“Then what is it? Talk to me.”
“I-I can’t,” she said on a small sob.
“Are you still crashing?” he asked. “We didn’t get too kinky, but that doesn’t mean it can’t happen.”
“I don’t know. Maybe? No…”
“Hey,” he repeated, wrapping her tight in his arms as he pulled out of her and rolled them both onto their sides, facing each other.
He reached down to slip the condom off and tied the end in a knot, setting it aside before taking her in his arms once more.
“It’s okay to feel however you’re feeling. ”
“Is it? I’m not so sure it is. This was just… sex. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“Is it just sex? Because it wasn’t to me.” He paused, then muttered, “Fuck. I shouldn’t have said that.”
Her heart thundered in her chest, unsure where this was going. All she knew at this moment was the emotion rushing through her, making her stomach pull tight.
He held himself up on one elbow, looking down at her.
“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to put any pressure on you.
But, Claudia, I need to be honest with you.
And maybe now is not the time—I know damn well it’s not.
Not after taking you into subspace. But I feel like I’m going to fucking explode if I don’t tell you this. ”
His brows were drawn together, and there was so much in his dark, gleaming eyes: light and shadow and feeling. Hope and fear tangled in her chest like a vine full of both thorns and flowers, and she suddenly felt as if she couldn’t breathe.
“Please don’t,” she begged quietly. She didn’t think she could stand to hear what he might say, good or bad.
“Claudia…” he started, his voice rough.
She could only shake her head helplessly. And wait.