Chapter 7
Jade
H e throws me down on the bed, making me shriek as I bounce. But I freeze, as he is staring at me like he's never seen anyone as gorgeous; taking every inch of me in. It makes me feel special, wanted, desired, something I’ve never felt in the bedroom. He is so intense, my whole body comes alive and I clench my thighs together.
“I’ve honestly never seen a woman as beautiful as you.” He exhales a stuttering breath as he takes my foot in his hand, kissing my ankle softly. His touch scorches as he removes my sandals, never breaking eye contact. He releases my foot as he kneels on the bed, the mattress dipping as he begins to crawl up my body. He kisses me softly, gliding his strong hands over my thighs. “Every inch of you is perfect,” he whispers, his lips a breath away from mine, until he steals the breath right out of me as his full lips caressing mine in an intoxicating embrace.
I’ve never been kissed like this. Like he can’t get enough. I spread my legs and he settles in between them. His weight on top of me is the best kind of pressure. His cock presses against my core and I can’t help but lift my hips to grind against him. He growls into our kiss and the sound vibrates through me as wetness gathers between my thighs.
He slows my movements gripping my hips, pressing me deeper into the mattress. “Tink, slow down. I need to take my time with you.” He is breathless as one of his hands trails up my sides, teasing me with featherlight touches and I arch into him, silently begging, pressing my aching breasts into his chest. “Slowly, Tink.” I almost groan with frustration because he has me worked up with the briefest of touches and I want more. I sink my fingers into the soft strands of his hair and tug him back to me and he wastes no time in devouring me. My body trembles under his ministrations, and my core clenches begging for more as his cock brushes against my clit making me moan.
Our tongues glide over each other, each stroke becoming more desperate. I slide my hands down his back gently scrapping my nails along his smooth skin loving the way his muscles flex and tense under my touch. I’m gasping for air when we briefly pull apart, in some kind of dream, never wanting this to end.
“What are you doing to me, Tink?” he asks with no hint of humor his voice is quiet as he pauses above me. His pupils are so dilated that the deep blue of his irises are now almost black.
Me? What am I doing to him?
“What do you mean? What am I doing to you?” I pant breathlessly as he shakes his head. I cup his cheek, feeling him shiver at my gentle touch before he brings his lips to mine in another bruising kiss.
His hands roam over my body, but not yet touching where I need him most. It’s almost like he’s teasing me, trying to find out what makes me tick.
Reaching my breasts, he palms one through the thin material of my costume and I arch up into his touch. And God, does it feel incredible. My hips grind up into him and the friction adds to the pressure building inside me making me shudder. Moving his attention to my other breast, and I feel like my whole body is on fire just by his touch alone. Christ, the thought of his hands on other parts of me. I’m not sure I could take it.
He moves his lips down the column of my throat, nipping and kissing, tracing his tongue across my exposed collarbone. He eases the top of my costume down, exposing my breasts, inhaling sharply when he realizes I’m not wearing a bra. My chest heaves as I try to calm my breathing but the heat from his hands as he continues to tease me has me breathless. He alternates between rolling my hard nipples between his fingers and pinching hard enough to make me whimper. The sensation of his skillful fingers and his thick length pressed against my pussy has my body threatening to combust.
He brings his mouth back to my breast while he continues to tease my tight nipple. My hand instinctively goes to the back of his head, holding him there. His other hand slides down my side and under my skirt, my skin burning everywhere his fingers touch. He growls, the sound causing me to buck against his fingers. He releases my breast and looks up at me, slowly circling my clit through my panties. “You’re already so wet for me. Fuck, you’re perfect.”
I’m a complete mess and he’s barely touched me.
Edging my underwear to the side, he runs his fingers through my arousal before pushing one thick finger inside and I gasp at the stretch. He pumps in and out slowly. I’m entranced by the way his biceps flex and how his hair has now fallen into his eyes.
I reach up, brushing it away, so I can look at him uninterrupted. Something crosses his face, but it vanishes quickly before he kisses me again and adds a second finger.
My hips have a life of their own as I ride his fingers. Curling them upwards, he hits that elusive spot that, up until now, only I’ve been able to find. But Max has no trouble; stroking it again and again. I’m desperately chasing my pleasure, grasping the sheets I arch further into his touch, my body craves more as he presses his thumb to my clit, making me squirm. As sweat starts to bead on my skin I’m so close to begging him to stop teasing and give me what my body is crying out for. I take his bottom lip between my teeth, gently tugging, making him groan in what sounds like pleasure. “I can feel you tightening around my fingers. Are you going to come for me, Tink?” My muscles coil as my orgasm builds, and I nod eagerly. “You’re already so wet but, Tink, I need you to soak my fingers.”
I start to quiver and shake around him as my orgasm continues to grow.
He bites down on my breast the sharp sting of pain shocks me but when he soothes it with his tongue a ripple of pleasure courses through me. He does it again and my lips part as my pussy starts to spasm around his fingers. “That’s it. Break for me, Tink.”
I scream as I shatter.
“Good girl, I want to feel you come all over my fingers. I want you coating my hand and dripping down these perfect thighs.” His filthy words and the fire I find in his hooded eyes when I meet his intense gaze draw out my release.
My orgasm is never-ending and I grasp the sheets, trying to ground myself. He continues to drag out every piece of my pleasure until I’m stated and relax underneath him.
I open my eyes to find Max easing his fingers from me and bringing them to his mouth, sucking each one, savoring every part of my arousal. The moan of pleasure that falls from his lips has my pussy pulsing, like she hasn’t just had the best orgasm of her life. I swear, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed.
“Fuck, you taste so good. I need more, Tink. I’m going to enjoy licking every part of you until you’re begging for my cock.”
Holy, Fuck. This man is filthy. And I love it .
He’s unlocked something I didn’t know I needed. Dirty talk apparently makes me feral. I can’t take it anymore. I reach out to kiss him, pulling him back down to the bed with me. I love the taste of myself on his tongue. We tug at our costumes, both desperate to rid ourselves of their constraints. Finally, I see him in all his naked glory.
He’s perfect.
I trace my hands over his broad shoulders, dragging them down, loving the feel of his smooth skin under my palms I trace my fingers over the ridges of his abs, but his breath hitches when I go lower reaching the V of muscle pointing directly to his glorious cock. I’ve never considered a man’s cock to be beautiful, but Max’s is. I want to run my tongue along the thick vein running up his impressive length and lick the head that’s already leaking pre-cum. Glancing up at him, I lick my lips.
“Fuck, Tink, if you keep looking at me like that, I’m not going to get to do all the things I want to do to you.”
Max wraps his hand around my throat, squeezing slightly, making me gasp, but quickly I realize I like it. A rush of arousal fills me, and a mischievous smile graces my lips. Shaking his head he pushes me down onto the bed. He brings his lips to the shell of my ear and nips gently. “You’re fucking dangerous.” I squirm as he releases my neck and moves down my body.
I miss the pressure .
He pulls one of my nipples into his mouth while pinching the other making my body involuntarily arch off the mattress. He releases my breast, traveling further down, kissing my navel, then my hip bones as he eases my legs apart, sucking in a breath when he gazes at my pussy.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say, embarrassed as I try to pull my legs closed. His hands land on my thighs and he teases the sensitive skin.
“What if I want to… need to? That taste I had off my fingers wasn’t enough. I need to taste you. She’s begging for me to give her attention.”
He repositions himself between my thighs, and I stay silent as he looks at me. His hair is messy from my fingers and his eyes heated. I’ve never had a man go down on me and I never thought I was missing out, but with how he’s looking at me like a man starved, I crave the attention.
“Has anyone ever kissed these beautiful lips?” Feather-like kisses grace my inner thigh and he slowly brushes the pads of his thumbs over my core, a ripple of pleasure running through me.
“No,” I whisper, feeling nervous and embarrassed.
“So I’m the first?” he whispers as he gently massages my inner thigh, so close to where I need him most. My heart is thumping wildly in my chest and my body is burning up from the anticipation.
“Yes.”
He groans as he moves closer to my core, trailing his tongue up my thigh until he reaches the apex. The tip brushes my clit, making me jolt in pleasure. He takes in a deep breath, groaning into me as he caresses my pussy with his thumb.
“I want to drown in you.” His breath is hot against me as he mumbles into my pussy. I relax as he continues to rub circles on my clit and my thighs become slick as arousal flames in my blood. “Lap up your come until you’re begging me to stop because the sensation is too much.”
My chest heaves as the weight of what he’s suggesting presses down, making it hard to breathe. “I want to taste you on my lips tomorrow knowing that I worshipped you and that I’m the only man that has ever been worthy enough to do that is a fucking turn on.” My breathing turns erratic as my pussy throbs.
This man will be the death of me. No man has ever spoken to me like that, and I want more .
“Please.” I whimper. “Please—”
My words are cut off when he flattens his tongue and licks the full length of my slit. The feeling of his warm tongue running through my wetness has me panting. He groans into me again as he spears his tongue thrusting inside my soaked pussy the sensation like nothing I’ve ever felt before. His thumb is replaced by his tongue as he laps at my clit, sucking, and nipping making my whole body tense. He is devouring me I can feel my orgasm building as my body quivers and shakes.
I start to get brave burying my fingers in to his hair, encouraging him to keep going. He pushes his fingers inside me, curling them to hit my G-spot. My pleasure climbs higher and higher as my breath is snatched from my lungs when he sucks hard on my clit, and I let myself go. A scream rips out of me as my whole body shakes, and I explode.
He doesn’t stop sucking or fucking me with his fingers until I’m completely wrung out, begging him to stop. He sits up, my arousal coating his beautiful lips and chin.
“Your taste is addictive.” He stretches over to the bedside table and opens the drawer. He takes out a condom, which I take from him. I place my palm on his chest and ease him off me so I can straddle his trim hips.
Pressing his cock against my stomach I pump him slowly, loving the smooth feel of him. When a drop of pre-cum drips from the tip, I can’t help but bend down and lick it, moaning at the taste of his warm salty flavor, and a groan falls from his parted lips. I feel myself get even wetter, if that’s possible, at the thought of this strong dominant man underneath me… at my mercy.
Ripping the foil wrapper of the condom with my teeth, I take his large cock in my hand. I roll the condom down his length, wondering how it will fit inside me. I've never been with a man so big. I’m both excited and petrified.
As if reading my thoughts, he lifts my chin with his forefinger. “We’ll go slow. I won't hurt you because I intend on making you scream more than once tonight.” His hands go to my hips, but his eyes are still focused on me. “You’re in control.” Lifting onto my knees, positioning the tip of his cock at my entrance, I slowly sink down, and he hisses. The stretch is incredible, so I push a little deeper.
His grip tightens on my hips as beads of sweat form along his hairline. He’s holding back, holding back for me. My pleasure means more to him than his. At this thought, the flames he ignited before turn my body molten as my heart thumps wildly.
He bottoms out, and I whimper at how deep he is.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He gasps almost in awe. “Give me a minute. Don't move yet, not unless you want this to be over in two minutes flat,” he grits out, squeezing his eyes shut, his hold on my hips tighten, only intensifying my pleasure.
I take a moment to get used to his size, arousal pulsing through me as he fills me in a way I’ve never experienced before. When his body finally relaxes, I start to move, slowly.
I lean back, bracing myself on his thighs and rock up and down his shaft as he circles his hips below me. Watching in wonder as I see where he is disappearing inside me and how wide he stretches me. My clit presses against his pubic bone as pleasure coils in my core and rushes up my spine. I clench my muscles to ward off my impending orgasm. I’m desperate to make this incredible for him. “Fuck Tink, look at you?” his mouth is agape as he guides me up and down his length. He reaches up and squeezes one of my breasts before he pulls himself up to take the other in his hot mouth. Pulling and rolling my nipple between his fingers and sucking and biting at the other. The wave of pleasure rolling over me has me grinding harder on him, rolling my hips to chase my own climax. I can feel my orgasm bearing down on me and the need I have is insatiable.
“That’s it Tink. Take it. Use me, take what you need,” he mumbles against my breast.
Oh, fuck… At his words, my control slips. I explode around him; hot white flashes spark behind my eyes as I let go.
He guides me through my orgasm, rocking my hips over him until my muscles go limp and I collapse. He pushes us so we’re in a sitting position and gently rolls so he has his weight on top, settling between my parted thighs. “You’re incredible.” He slowly thrusts in and out of me, building my pleasure back up. Hooking his hand under my thigh, he lifts to place my leg on his shoulder. The new position allows him to get even deeper and we both groan as he hits me so deep my walls clench around him. “Fuck, Jesus… You feel fucking perfect wrapped around me.” His hips snap as he thrusts faster into me, making me see stars. His resolve is completely gone. I grip his ass, pulling him further inside, each deep thrust hits my G-spot setting of sparks. His thrusts become frenzied. “Fuck, fuck…” he chants under his breath and his grip on my thigh tightens to the point of pain and I know there will be bruises tomorrow but I’m so lost, that the pain only adds to the sensations rushing through me.
“Fuck, I’m…” My pussy walls clench around him as another intense orgasm rips through me sensing him tense above me.
“Fuck, Tink.” He comes on a roar, his come filling the condom.
Breathlessly, he presses a soft kiss to my ankle before he releases my thigh, his eyes are hooded with pleasure, as he brushes the hair out of my face before kissing my forehead. “Where did you come from?”
“I was thinking the same thing.” I caress my fingers down his back, making him shudder.
“Let’s take a shower.” Brushing the tip of his nose along my jaw, he whispers, “I need to take care of you.” I can’t help the sigh that escapes.
I’m in heaven and I don’t want to leave.