14. Chapter 13 #2
"Jesus Christ, Darce. Look at you."
She shivers as I breathe the words against her inner thigh, kissing closer and letting my hands slide up and down, inching closer and closer to her wetness.
"All this." I trace a finger through her slickness, watching it disappear between the folds. "This was hiding from me this whole time?"
Her hips shift toward my hand.
"Yes, that's it. You're dripping, sweetheart." My cock aches, so hard it hurts. "Tell me you taste as good as you look."
Her answer's a moan. And fuck, that's all I need.
I lower my mouth and—
"Oh, Beck."
Her hands fly to the top of my head, and the first taste of her is fucking everything. She's sweet and salty and pure perfection. She gasps, her hips bucking forward as my tongue finds her clit. I groan against her, the vibration making her shudder.
I eat her like she's my last meal. Like I'm trying to prove something. Like I'm trying to say something I don't have words for yet.
Like let me stay in Beachside. Or Trade me and you don't get this.
I keep licking, savouring the taste as her moans fill the room, getting higher, more desperate as she grinds her cunt against my face.
"That's it, baby. Let me taste you."
She's trembling. I lap at her, tongue sliding through her folds, finding every spot that makes her gasp. Her hips start moving against my mouth, chasing it.
"Beck—"
"Yes, baby. Let go. Let me taste this sweet pussy."
She shatters against my tongue, her juices flooding my mouth, her thighs clamping around my head. I don't stop. I keep licking, keep tasting, until she's pushing my head away, oversensitive and shaking.
I pull back, my chin wet, my grin absolutely feral.
When I look up, she's staring at me like she's never seen me before.
I crawl up her body, kissing her thigh, her hip, her stomach. When I reach her lips, I kiss her softly, a total contrast to the filth I just committed.
"Okay?"
She nods, breathless. "More than okay."
I settle beside her, propped on my elbow, my cock aching against her thigh. She looks up at me, waiting.
"Can I ask you for something?"
Her eyes search mine. "Depends on what it is."
"Do you think you would touch yourself? For me?"
She blinks, and I watch her process the request.
"I've never done that in front of anyone before," she finally says.
Fuck.
I lean down and kiss her, slow and deep. She tastes herself on my lips, and I feel her relax into me.
"Baby." I pull back and meet her eyes. "If you don't feel comfortable, I won't make you do anything you don't want to. But you know what?"
I shift back, giving myself room. My hand wraps around my cock, and I stroke myself slow, letting her watch.
"I wouldn't ask you to do something… If I wasn't willing to do it myself."
Her breath catches, eyes locked on my erection.
I'm not subtle about it. I slide my hand from base to tip, spreading the slickness of my precum, letting her see exactly what I'm working with. My dick is long and thick, shaved smooth, the head flushed dark and leaking.
I grip myself, pulling the foreskin back, let her watch the way my dick twitches in my own hand.
"See?" My voice is rough. "Nothing to be embarrassed about. You make me so fucking hard, Darcy. Your body does this to me, you know that?"
My hand tightens around my cock as I stroke it just for her. I reach over with my free hand, brushing my thumb over one tight, pink nipple.
Her gasp is instant, sharp, fucking delicious.
"That feel good, baby?" I keep stroking myself. "You like watching me stroke my cock for you while I play with these gorgeous tits?"
She nods, lips parting to moan as I pinch her nipple, hard enough to make her squirm. Her thighs press together, rubbing, but not hiding the slick glistening between them. My cock throbs at the sight.
"Touch yourself, Darcy," I growl, moving my hand to cup her breast fully. "Show me what that pretty pussy looks like when you’re this wet."
Her hand hesitates, just for a second, before sliding between her legs. She blinks at me, her pretty face so damn adorable and shy, I fucking groan when her fingers disappear into her folds, spreading herself as she moans.
Holy fuck.
"Jesus, baby, you're drenched," I mutter, kneeling back and stroking myself harder now. She's moaning louder, fingers glistening with slick between her legs, her fingers swiping over her clit.
I’m so goddamn close. My cock tenses.
She's watching me watch her.
This might be the hottest fucking thing I've ever done.
Her fingers keep stroking her clit, and she lets out a shaky breath as I rub my cock just for her. I groan loudly when she slips one finger inside her tight pussy, then a second.
She starts finger-fucking herself, just for me, and I swear to God I've never seen anything this hot. Her fingers disappear into her slick folds, reappear glistening, disappear again.
The wet sounds fill the room. Her moans fill the air. I'm so hard I could break something.
"Fuck, Darce." My hand moves faster on my cock. "That's it. Show me how you touch yourself."
She moans, her hips lifting into her own hand. Her fingers slide lower, dipping inside, and the sound she makes is the hottest thing I've ever heard.
We masturbate together like it's the most natural thing in the world. Her on her back, legs spread, fingers working her pussy. Me on my side, stroking myself, watching every expression cross her face.
"Beck, I'm close—"
"Yes, oh, baby. You look so good."
"Oh. Yes, I'm gonna—"
Fuck. So am I.
I force my hand to stop. My cock throbs, aching, desperate.
"Not yet." I shift toward her, nudging her hand aside before it's too late. "I want to be inside you when you come."
I position myself between her legs, and the head of my cock presses against her entrance. She's drenched. Soaking wet, her pussy gripping at nothing, waiting for me.
"Look at me, Darce." Her eyes find mine, heavy with lust. "I'm going to fuck you now."
She shifts as I position myself and press forward, and the head of my cock pushing past her entrance.
Holy shit.
She's so fucking tight.