Chapter 8 #3
“I need help with the shirt,” she mumbles, almost embarrassed.
Stepping up to her where our toes touch, I grip the cotton and smoothly remove it from her abused body.
“You’re so beautiful, Angel,” I tell her, but watch as she turns her head towards the dresser mirror and her eyes find the reflection that shows the slashes from the switch used on her.
Taking my thumb and pointer finger, I grip her chin pulling it back to face me.
“They will heal but no matter what, you’re perfect in every way. ”
The skin on her cheeks pinken, and she leans a little towards me causing her hardened nipples to graze my burning chest. “I still don’t know how this is going to all work, Beckett. I can’t stay couped up in the house forever, hiding away.”
“Do you trust me?” I ask.
“I do, but I just don’t want to put anyone in danger,” she says without hesitation.
A breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding leaves my lungs.
“You leave all the worrying up to me. My brothers and I will make sure you’re free from those assholes soon.
Until then…” I lean in and nip her ear making her shiver.
“I want you on my cock, screaming my name.” My fingers twist her nipples.
“Morning.” Sliding my hand farther down, I swipe through her wet folds.
“Noon.” Carefully I walk her back to the bed and help her sit down on the edge before dropping to my knees on the carpet.
“And night.” I spread her knees and face-dive right into heaven.
She gasps at the contact my tongue and lips make, and I feel her lean back gently on her elbows.
“You taste divine, Angel.”
I lick, suck, and devour her pussy. Tossing her legs over my shoulders, I open her up as I scoop my hands under her ass to bring her closer to my face.
“Oh, Beckett,” she purrs, and my cock pulses spurring me on, wanting her to explode even faster. My tongue dips into her hole, drenching me with her juices. I start working on her clit as I knead her ass cheeks and grind my rock-hard dick into the mattress.
“Come in my mouth, baby, give me all your cream,” I order when her legs start to shake around my head.
The moment she shatters, I’m in motion with her. I lay on the bed with my head on the pillow. It smells like her shampoo. I’ve got her straddling my hips, my shaft at her entrance.
“Go slow and work your way down,” I guide her even though she looks dazed from her orgasm.
Sutton places both of her hands on my pecs, and I hold my cock at the base as her lower lips kiss my weeping head. She feels amazing once she’s got the first bit in. My hands leave my dick and grip her hips, urging her to take a little more of my length.
“You’re doing so good,” I grit, my voice strained. She’s going at a snail’s pace. I feel like she’s torturing me. The desire to drive up into her is strong, but I breathe through my nose trying to calm myself.
“I feel so full,” she groans. “I can’t…”
I give up the battle because she is so tight, and we’ll be here until the cows come home. I tried to be a gentleman, but there are better things for me to be.
“Take a breath,” I say right before I plunge up into her the rest of the way. Our pelvic bones collide, and she’s finally seated. She lets out a cry, but I sit up and capture her lips in mine and start to draw circles around her clit.
I stay there for several moments as her pussy strangles my cock. Her inner walls flutter, sending a spark to my balls, and I take deep breaths to not come like a boy watching his first porno.
“When you’re ready, rock back and forth. Use your knees to find a rhythm,” I explain in between kisses. We’re both panting as her tits rub up against my chest.
Her hips start to move in an uncoordinated motion, so I help to stabilize her movement with my hands on her hips.
Once she works that for a moment, I ease up and let her take the lead.
Her hands are planted on top of my shoulders as she bounces and takes in every inch of my cock.
I lay back down on the bed and watch as the most beautiful woman loses herself.
Sutton’s head is kicked back, and her eyes are closed as she moans, gliding her slick cunt up and down on me.
“That’s it, Angel, take what you need,” I say groaning as I place a thumb on her hard clit. She falters at the contact, but the sound she makes spurs me on. Her insides clamp down, and I know she’s ready to let go after just a minute. “Come for me baby, let me fill you up.”
Her hips jerk and a cry leaves her lips as her pussy clamps down on my dick.
Our bodies are covered in sweat as we work towards our orgasms. Her fluttering walls send a bolt down deep to my balls as ecstasy overtakes her.
Her body leans forward, and I catch her listless frame, careful of her back.
Once I’ve got her lying against my chest, I move my hands to her hips, bend my knees up, and start pounding into her hot core, chasing my own release.
I was already close so after less than a dozen pumps, the tip of my dick explodes cum into her.
I hold her down as spurt after spurt leaves my shaft hitting her deep inside.
Once I’m sure she’s drained me dry, my legs hit the bed.
I’m exhausted, and from her prone position, she is too.
After a few minutes, my breathing has calmed, and as much as I don’t want to ruin the moment, I need to tell her about her shit-stain of a father.
“Had a run-in with your old man earlier today,” I say looking up at the ceiling. The sun’s setting, casting the room in darkness.
Sutton takes a minute to prop herself so she’s hovering above me.
“What happened?” she lazily asks, still sex drunk from her orgasms. Her cunt flinches around my softening cock, stirring him up for a possible another round.
“Saw him trying to talk to a lady with a young kid,” I start telling her.
“That’s who they prey on. At least that’s what I’ve learned so far,” she says. “They look for the most vulnerable or those who are lost, looking for a purpose or sign to recruit.”
“Well, I put a stop to it.”
Her eyes widen. “What did you do?”
“I handled it,” I tell her.