CHAPTER 45 #2
She inches back so I help and pull her more fully against me.
She fits up snug, her curves filling all the space my body doesn’t.
I sweep her hair away from her neck and lightly run my mouth over her shoulder and then up her neck.
A pleased whimper escapes her, which eggs me on.
I release a hot breath over her ear. Her entire body shudders and she presses her ass into me.
I take her lobe between my teeth. An exhale leaves her in a rush.
Her body also jerks as if the jolt of pleasure hit her all at once.
I trail my fingers down her arm, first tickling the skin there, then moving my hand to her hip, then her stomach.
I use my strength to force her back as I rut into her from behind, and she reciprocates, riding my cock with her ass, and in doing so, it wedges itself between her cheeks.
The fantasy of taking her ass rushes into my mind. By the way she’s responding, by the way she loses herself in those heady moments of pleasure, by the way she loves my dirty mouth, I’m confident that with time, she’ll let me take her there.
The idea of it has my cock aching, and my mind sifting through all my dirtiest fantasies, wondering which one we can explore next.
My fingers find her entrance. Her hand covers mine, pushing me to fill her with my fingers. So I do, I fill her with two fingers and pump them into her as she begins to move.
“Damn it! I hate that you can do this. That I’m such a slut for you sometimes. Like you just have to turn on a switch, look at me a certain way, touch me, and all my good intentions go out the window.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes, the part of me with a rational mind goes poof. Fucking runs and hides. Let’s this version of me take over.”
“And which one is that?”
“The stupid one. The weak one.”
“Not stupid. Just honest with what you want.” Then I bite into her neck as punishment. “And not weak.”
“Not true.”
“Well, if it is, it’s the same for me, Lil’. You have the same fucking power over me.”
Looking back over her shoulder, her blue eyes meet mine. I palm her cheek and press my forehead to hers. “The same fucking power. It’s not one-sided, so don’t think you’re the only one who loses control when we’re like this. And there’s nothing wrong with how we feel.”
She turns and faces me fully. The kiss she takes is demanding and desperate. Her small hands push me until I fall onto my back. She quickly straddles me and begins rubbing her pussy over my cock as she looks down from above.
“Then be weak for me,” she says in a husky tone as if pleading with me to prove I’m not full of shit.
So I relent. I force my muscles to relax, and I lie back. Bending one arm behind my head, I let her take over. I run my hand down over her thigh, then back up her hip until I can cup her breast in my hand and work my thumb over her pebbled nipple.
“Condom.”
I motion to the drawers on my right. “Top drawer.”
She leaves me only for a sparse few seconds to find them, and then she’s working a condom over my length.
We started using them as soon as we had access to them.
I resent them because they’re a barrier between us, but I get why it’s important and why she’d want to switch back to using them.
She’s on the pill, but still, there’s always the risk, and this is new.
She covers me with the condom and works her fist up and down my cock, as I strum her clit until she’s primed for me.
She doesn’t waste time. And she’s not shy about taking what she needs. She lifts up and sits on my cock without needing to be told to. After sitting up, I palm her face and eat her lips, sucking her bottom one into my mouth and nipping at it, before letting it go.
Then I trail my lips over inch after pretty inch of her skin. Her clavicle, neck, collarbone, and her beautiful breasts. I tease her nipples until they’re both tortured and a rose-pink from the abuse.
“Before you come, I want my mouth on you. Want you holdin’ the headboard as you ride my tongue. Then you can sink back over my dick and get yourself off.
“Is that an order, Captain?”
“You’re goddamn right it is.”
“Topping from the bottom, are we?”
I grin. “Don’t act like you don’t like it, when we both know you do.”
“Oh, yeah? And what if I want to be the boss in the bedroom?”
“Woman, if you want control, take it. Don’t run your mouth about it.
You want to ride this cock, it’s right fuckin’ here for you any time you want it.
But I guaran-fuckin’-tee it’s not what’s going to make your sweet pussy weep.
You forget. I’ve studied your reactions.
It’s not control that gets you hot. Maybe it’s enough to get you off, but what makes this body come undone is when you can let go and lose all of it. ”
“So you say.”
“It’s my mouth, my orders, and my praise that sets you off.
It’s the way I can flip you around and take what I want without asking for permission.
It’s the way this loss of control lets you enjoy every moment and stop thinking.
That’s what makes your body sing for me.
And it’s such a sweet fucking song, Lil’. One, I’ll never get enough of.”
I slap her ass and watch the way her body jerks from the contact. Her eyes flare. There’s anger there, but so much fucking heat too. “Oh, woman, don’t play me for a second. I fucking know what this body is begging for. Maybe even better than you do.”
She begins rolling her hips slowly over me. Teasing me. Based on her devilish smile, she believes she’s getting the upper hand. When, in actuality, it’s the opposite. She’s simply showing me her tells, and I’m eating up every single one of them to use on her later, when she’s done playing around.
“I don’t know. From where I’m sitting… the view looks awfully good. I just might get used to it. Think maybe I’ll stay up here a while. Have my fun. You just sit back and relax, old man.”
“Oh, old man now, is it?”
She grins coyly. “Yep.”
“Woman, keep it up and I’ll show you how fast this old man can move.”
Her arched eyebrow just adds to the punishment I’m planning to deliver later.
She’s playing because she still thinks this is something casual. Something fun. Maybe even something she thinks she’ll be walking away from.
It isn’t. This woman is my present and my future. I know this to my very core when I look in her eyes.
Her eyes say, it’s all in good fun .
Mine, or at least what I hope mine say is, this is inevitable, baby. You and me. It always has been. Whether you want to accept it or not.
I chut my chin out at her. “Come up here and let me put my mouth on you.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
She slows even more and comes to a stop above me.
She places a hand beside my head, and a curtain of her hair shields us from the sunlight pouring into the room.
A sly smile graces her lips. “You know, I’m suddenly not horny.
Do you care if I take a shower before I go?
” She lifts off me and starts crawling on her hands and knees toward the end of the bed. I grab her by her fucking ankle.
“Why are you crawlin’ away from me? Stop fighting something we both know you want.”
Looking back at me over her shoulder, she bites her lip. No fucking shit, she tests a man’s willpower and patience. Then she doubles down on the sass and wiggles her fine bare ass at me, poking the bear on purpose as if she’s begging for whatever punishment is coming her way.
“Get back here.”
“Make me.”
I laugh, “Why do you have to be so fucking naughty, Lil’? You want the brand of my hand on your ass, is that it?” Every time she gets a foot away, I drag her ass back towards me. “Woman, quit it.”
“I want a shower.”
“You can have a shower after I dirty you up some more.” The wicked smile she throws me does it.
With one last pull from me, her arms go out from under her, and I’m over her in a heartbeat. My body caging hers beneath me as she struggles to get free. She wanted a fight, well, she’s got it.
Her breathing begins to labor. Her ass presses up against me, her body demanding what her mouth and mind won’t let her voice—the need to be dominated and praised to high heaven. Those are her kinks, and they just happen to be what I excel at in bed.
Mouth next to her ear, I growl. “You’re at my mercy now, Lil’. Are you gonna keep fighting it or give in?”
She tests for wiggle room, and I bear down on her, grab both her wrists and hold them in a tight grip against the mattress. “Tell you what, if you lie here, like the slut you claim to be for my cock, and take this hard fucking I’m about to give you, I’ll reward you.”
She shudders. The whimper she makes is audible enough that I need no more words. I part her thighs with one of mine and with one hand remaining on her wrists, I use the other to guide my cock back to her slick-as-hell wet pussy.
I drive roughly into her, one quick, harsh thrust, until my balls rest against her cunt. I withdraw and slam back inside her a second later.
“Got any words for me now—any more of that sass?”
I drive into her harder, faster, and begin punching my hips forward at a brutal pace. “Come on, baby. Let me hear how much attitude can pour from that sweet fucking mouth of yours with my cock buried so damn deep inside you.”
She groans and shakes her head. A weak whimper escapes her.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” I move my mouth over her neck and run the coarse hairs of my goatee over her skin. Gooseflesh breaks out on her arms, the hair standing on end. At the sight, a grin spreads across my face.
Her pussy grips me so fucking good. Every time I pull out of her, her hips try to follow my retreat. She’s physically seeking out my cock to get more of it.
“You’re not trying to fuck me from the bottom, are you?”
The little vixen nods this time.
“I was going to fuck you with my mouth, make love to your tits, and let you ride my dick. But that’s not what you crave, is it?”