Chapter 6 #3
He hums against me. The vibration pulses through my clit, and I think I make a sound that isn’t a word. My thighs clamp around his head, and my back arches off the bed. Two fingers slide inside me, curling upward, and the stretch combined with his tongue has me climbing rapidly.
He eases his mouth off and lays it on my inner thigh. I whimper, embarrassingly loudly. His fingers keep curling deep inside me. Then his mouth comes back to my clit, and he draws it between his lips and sucks.
“Ooooh, god!” I cry out as the orgasm rolls through me in a deep wave. It starts in my belly and spreads outward until I’m shaking. My pussy clenches around his fingers in rhythmic pulses, and I buck against his face. He works me through every shudder, his tongue gentle now, easing me down.
My eyes sting.
Don’t cry, Lily. Pull it together. You’re not going to cry because he took his time with you.
I open my mouth to make a joke about expensing a hotel for this kind of service, but an aftershock of pleasure steals my ability to speak.
He kisses my inner thigh and the soft skin below my belly button. He rises over me and his mouth finds mine. I taste myself on his lips, and it’s filthy but also perfect.
“You okay?” His voice is rough.
“Mmm hmm.” I don’t want to examine more than that, so I pull him down for a kiss. He groans against my lips.
His hips wedge between my thighs. The hard ridge of his cock through his pants is right against my pussy. I need him inside me right now.
Now.
I fumble between us, fingers working his belt before yanking the zipper down.
I shove his pants and boxers past his hips, and his cock springs into my hand—thick and heavy.
My inner walls flutter just from holding him.
When I stroke him, he closes his eyes and hisses. God, I want to bottle that sound. Mine.
He takes his cock from me and notches the head against my slick folds. The pressure makes us both shudder.
“Look at me.”
I meet his gaze.
He pushes in slowly.
My pleasure is mirrored in his eyes. I’m mesmerized and can’t look away while he fills me inch by inch. My walls grip him tight. A groan tears out of his chest as he bottoms out. For a second, neither of us moves, and my heart is trying to escape from my chest.
“Lily.” He says my name more softly than I’ve ever heard it.
I don’t know what to do with that, so I grip his shoulders and murmur, “Fuck me, please.”
He smiles. “My pleasure.”
He starts with slow, deep rolls that drag the entire length of his cock against every nerve ending inside me. With every plunge, he’s hitting that wonderful spot, and my toes curl as my thighs tense. The wet, slick sounds are loud in the quiet room, and for once, I don’t need the dirty talk.
I wrap my arms around him and hook my legs over his hips. The gold anklet shifts, and I can feel it trapped between our bodies. When my eyes meet his again, there’s a possessiveness in them that makes me quiver in response.
He suddenly pulls out and shifts until he’s kneeling. He pushes one of my knees close to my chest and lifts my foot with the anklet to his shoulder. When he tugs me closer to him, his cock slides back into me, and we both moan.
I expect him to immediately fuck me again, but he holds still and kisses my skin right where the anklet is.
Longing blossoms in my core, and I suck in my breath when he rocks against me.
He keeps his hand over the anklet, holding it against his shoulder.
My chest tightens, and the room spins in pleasure as he slowly fucks me.
Bolts of electricity zing through me with every stroke, and all I can do is twist my fingers in the bedding and hold on. I’m beyond thoughts as his thrusts speed up.
Someone is moaning loudly, and I vaguely realize it’s me.
“You feel incredible.” His voice rumbles through me, and my pussy squeezes around him.
His hand on my thigh moves to my clit. His eyes are locked on mine as he brushes my clit in time with his thrusts. My muscles tighten as I spiral towards my orgasm. There’s no stopping it.
“I’m close. I’m—“ My words cut off when he drives deeper.
“Let go. I’m right here.”
His eyes are on me, and I hear the meaning underneath his words. He wants more.
Everything I didn’t want to think about tonight compounds and suddenly bursts inside me like a dam breaking.
“Fuuuck,” I cry out as pleasure slams into me.
Waves of ecstasy radiate throughout my entire body. It’s a soul-shaking orgasm that sends me shooting sky high.
My pussy ripples around him, and he groans as he comes. He shudders and holds still as his cock pulses. He fills me with hot spurts of cum, and I make a needy sound as the warmth spreads deep inside me.
A thrill runs through me when he kisses the anklet again before pulling out. Our combined wetness leaks out of me, and I’m in a daze as he straightens my legs and lies down on his side next to me.
I shiver from tiny aftershocks of pleasure and vaguely think of joking and asking where my protein bar is.
He kisses my shoulder and murmurs, “Stay tonight.”
There are so many reasons I should say no. I can’t think of a single one.
“Okay.”