Chapter 32
Autumn
W e headed home the next morning. Our declarations of love meant that I didn't want to keep my hands off Sawyer's body. I wanted him to be in me and on me. He consumes every waking thought that I have.
As much as I loved meeting Sawyer's family, and as much as they loved me, I don't think they'd appreciate us fucking like rabbits with all of them around.
It took approximately three seconds after walking in my front door before Sawyer was tearing at my clothes and pawing at me like a hungry bear.
"Autumn. I need to taste you." His gravelly voice is laced with greed as he pulls my shorts down over my thighs. Pushing me down the hallway and into the living room, he nudges me with his legs, so I drop to the couch.
"Spread your legs for me, baby." I do without question.
His head is between my thighs immediately as he takes a long inhale and releases his breath with a long, deep groan.
"You smell so good." He licks the length of my slit. "And you taste even better." Exactly as I told Nicole he would do, Sawyer eats me like I am his last meal. Devouring every piece of me until I see stars and I am screaming for him.
"Sawyer, oh my god. That’s it, right there. It feels so good. Oh, fuck, I.. I.. I'm coming," I say as my body convulses. He doesn't come up for air, and he continues his valiant efforts with me while I'm bucking around the couch. He wraps his arms around my thighs and buries his face deeper.
As I am coming down from my first climax, he pulls himself away from me, and his beard glistens with my wetness.
"I want you to come for me again. I want you to keep coming until you beg me to stop." And then he dives back into my pussy.
With one hand still wrapped around my thigh, the other hand breaks free, and I am impaled on his fingers as they expertly curl inside of me, perfectly hitting my G-spot.
He sucks my clit and rocks his fingers back and forth until I am coming for a second time.
"Sawyer, please stop," I cry out, "Please fuck me. I need you."
Releasing his grip on my thighs, Sawyer gives his length two long, hard strokes.
"I want you on top of me. I want you to ride my dick." I falter. Of course, this man wants to view me from the worst possible angle.
"Errmmm."
"Ah, ah, ah. Don't deny me the pleasure of your body."
Sawyer is on the couch, on his back, before I've got time to blink. I look down at his magnificent body and compare it to my own. He is hard and chiselled. I am soft and curvaceous.
"Get over here." He pulls me by the arm and pulls me out of my thoughts.
Straddling Sawyer's body, I guide his cock into my entrance. He immediately digs his fingertips into my hips and slams me down onto him. I yell out in pleasure and pain. Letting out a low growl, he says,
"You've never looked more beautiful than you do right now. You are so sexy, Autumn." I start to rock my hips, and he starts to worship my body. Reaching up to grab my tits, he squeezes them as I tip my head back, feeling electricity course through my veins with his dick buried deep inside of me.
Squeezing my nipples, he says,
"These are the most beautiful tits I've ever seen." He then runs his hands down my abdomen to my thighs as I continue moaning while we rhythmically move together. I keep my eyes closed as he tells me everything he loves about me. This is not like any other time we have had sex. It's like he's seeing me for the first time, and I move in sync with him as he continues revering over my body.
"Your thighs are so perfect. Feeling them on my body is the best thing in the world." He wraps his hands underneath me, lifting me by my ass, and slams me back down again, caressing each dimple and stretch mark with his fingers. I cry out again.
"Your softness is the perfect contrast to my hard body. Everything about you is like you were made for me."
Sawyer moves his hands to my waist, the heat from his fingers leaving their mark wherever he touches. My skin pebbles, and I shiver from his touch. He takes control and rocks me back and forth as he showers me with more and more praise. I have never felt so adored. He inevitably grabs my stomach. The bit I dislike the most about myself. Grabbing a handful of my soft flesh, he continues talking me through the best sex of my life.
"You have the softest skin in the world. I love having you in my hands when you're riding me. Fuck, you feel so good. I love every single inch of you. Everything you dislike about yourself is everything I love."
I start to pick up the pace, moaning every time his dick hits my G-spot. His hand shoots up to grab me by the throat, and I am forced to look at him.
"And this is the prettiest fucking throat in the world." I feel my orgasm start to build.
"Please, Sawyer. Choke me," I moan, and my pussy clenches around his dick.
"You're so needy for me." He adds a little pressure to the sides of my neck.
"Harder," I groan. And this god of a man pulls me forward until his free arm pins me to his chest. He starts to thrust into me from below, and I close my eyes again. Giving my throat a slightly harder squeeze, he says
"Eyes on me, baby. I want to look into the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen when you come for me." And obediently, I look at him with fire blazing in my eyes. I love it when he takes control of me. Emotionally, physically, and spiritually.
Sawyer continues thrusting into me as the pressure on my throat builds. I am completely at his mercy. My arms and legs have gone numb, and his strength is the only thing that keeps me from collapsing. With a final hard squeeze of my throat, he watches me as my eyes flutter closed, and I let out a strangled scream. I see stars as he draws my orgasm out of me.
"Keep your eyes open," he demands. I am having a hard time keeping myself in this universe, let alone keeping my eyes open, but I do as he says, and my eyes go back to his. He is staring into my soul with his hand still firmly in place around my neck. It is animalistic.
Sawyer holds my weight and fucks me hard as he chases his own release. As he reaches his climax, he roars. "Fucccccccccck." With heavy breaths, he releases his grip on my throat. I feel him shudder beneath me. "Autumn, that was so hot. You are perfect, baby. Absolutely perfect. You're such a good girl for me. I love you." My god, I didn't know how much I loved praise until I met this man, and I would do anything to hear him call me his good girl. I feel my pussy twitch around his cock again, and he laughs into my ear.
We shower together after the most incredible sex, and Sawyer washes my body. Rubbing the loofah over each limb. He makes his way down my body, taking great care of me like he thinks I may break. Sawyer watches me intensely as the bubbles run over every inch of my body. Crouching down in the shower, he gently lifts my foot and places it on his thigh, kissing my calf as he washes each part of my body.
"This is nice," I say sweetly as I watch him watch me. He rubs his hand the length of my leg and palms my ass cheek.
"I could do this all day." He winks at me and trails kisses over every inch of flesh in his reach.
When he is satisfied that I am as clean as I'll ever be, he returns to standing and guides me back until I am directly under the jets of water.
"I love you." He kisses my shoulder. He picks up my shampoo bottle and turns me around, so my back is to his front.
"Tip your head back, Autumn." He washes my hair. Massaging my scalp with his fingertips. My hair tickles my back. I tilt my head to the side, and he kisses my shoulder again, pressing himself to my back. Sawyer is treating me as if his touch may crush me if he handles me any differently. Putting conditioner into his palms, he rubs it through my hair, running his fingers through the lengths, brushing through any knots as he goes.
"I would do anything for you. Anything." He pulls me into his strong arms. I melt into his touch.
"There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. I hope you know that. The only thing I'll never do is deny how much I fucking love you. I will never hold back again."
"I love you, too. So much. There is one thing you can do for me, though."
"Oh?" he replies, biting my ear lobe. "And what would that be?"
"You could eat my pussy again for dinner." I giggle.
"Sugar, I'm going to consume you every day. Now let me take you to bed, so I can fill you up again like you're my own personal fuck toy."