Chapter 17 #3
“Fuck. You taste incredible, Kate. I could make you come every minute of the day, and it would never be enough. Hearing you moan and scream my name is the best sound on this earth,” I say, staring up from between her legs as she lies completely dazed on the couch.
A small giggle bursts out of her, and she quickly clasps her hand over her mouth to stifle it. “That was incredible.” She crosses her hands over her chest, focusing on her breathing. “Now it’s my turn,” she murmurs, leaning back on her elbows and gazing at me with lust in her eyes.
Fuck me.
“Stand up,” she commands, her eyes locked on mine as I do exactly what she instructed.
Her hands find my chest, pushing me backward a few feet until she has enough space between me and the couch to drop to her knees.
Her hands skate up my bare legs, sliding underneath my athletic shorts and grazing my cloth-covered cock, causing me to moan. “Did you like that?”
“Uh-huh.” I’m desperate for her to keep touching me.
“What about this?” she asks, pulling down my shorts, immediately followed by my boxers, until I’m standing completely naked in front of her.
She wets her lips with her tongue, dragging it slowly across them, like she knows what it’s doing to me.
When she tilts her head back slightly, she meets my gaze, winks, and then licks a long stroke across the tip of my dick.
“Holy shit, Kate,” I gasp, clenching my fists at my side.
Every stroke of her tongue sends me reeling, higher and higher, teasing me with her mouth without enveloping me like I want.
And just when I’m about to beg her to take me, she wraps those fucking gorgeous lips around my cock, taking me deep, to the very back of her throat, and I almost fucking lose it. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
My head falls back as my hands dig in her hair, wanting to take control and thrust into her.
Needing her approval to take over. Her stunning hazel eyes look up at me with her swollen lips wrapped around me, and I instinctively know I have her permission.
“I’m gonna fuck your mouth now, like you want. Let me know if it becomes too much.”
She nods silently, sucking my dick like a goddamn vacuum, almost making me fall over from the sensation.
I rock my hips, slow at first, growing faster and faster with each movement.
Her eyes begin to water as I repeatedly hit the back of her throat, but she doesn’t stop.
Keeps going. Wants to have this experience with me.
And I fucking love her for it. Not for the act itself, but for stepping out of her comfort zone. Trying new things with me. Being open to exploring her body and what brings both of us pleasure.
“Fuck. I’m close,” I groan, trying to push down the sensation building in my spine. “Need to be inside you. Now.”
She pops off my cock, her mouth coated in my arousal, looking like my personal fucking sex goddess. Wiping off her lips with her thumb, she licks the remnants of it, dragging her wet thumb down her chest.
Is she trying to turn me on even more? Because it’s sure fucking working.
“Bend over the side of the couch.” I stroke my cock and spread precum all over it.
Like a good fucking girl, she spreads her legs wide, turning her head around, so she can watch me approach her from behind.
With a single thrust, I slide deep inside her to the fucking hilt.
My body is dying to move, while my brain convinces me to wait a minute.
Allow her to adjust to my size and give my dick a chance to calm the fuck down; otherwise, this will be a two-pump and we’re done situation.
“What are you waiting for, Jake? Fuck me,” she begs, intentionally squeezing her pelvic muscles to make her pussy tighten around my cock.
My hands dig into her hips, and I hold nothing back. Pistoning into with reckless abandon.
Every moan out of her mouth makes me go harder. Faster.
Every arch of her back causes me to hit her deeper.
She screams out my name, her legs shaking as she climaxes.
And I just don’t let up. Keep pounding to draw out this orgasm for her.
As soon as her body starts to relax, I adjust her hips, hitting a new angle—one I know she fucking loves because she about flies off the couch when my cock touches it for the first time.
It doesn’t take long until she’s clenching around me again, and I’m right there with her.
One final thrust sends us over the edge at the same time, never-ending moans that imprint themselves on the walls of this room.
I collapse against her back, both of us panting. “That was unbelievable, Kate. I’m never going to be able to spend time in this room again without thinking about how you rocked my fucking world tonight.” I pull out of her before spinning her around to face me as I caress her cheek.
“See what kind of reward you get when you write a girl a few songs,” she teases, running her hands through my hair.
“What do I get since it’s an entire album?” I ask, raising my eyebrows so high they’re almost touching my hairline.
“A lifetime of this,” she whispers, laying her head against my bare chest.
Talk about the best fucking gift in the world.