Chapter 25 #2
When she told him she really wanted to watch the movie, he planned on leaving her alone to do so.
His dick had other plans. It was extremely hard, and he’d tried to think of something else to make it go down, but it was no use when she was lying beside him.
The smell of her body wash surrounded him provocatively.
He’d honestly only removed his dick from his boxers to give it a bit of relief, but Ravage would not complain at the turn of events.
As Karter sucked his dick, he pushed her down further, causing her to gag. She swallowed around him, and his hand tightened in her hair momentarily before releasing and running his fingers through it.
Karter bobbed on his dick a few more times before coming up and swirling her tongue around the head.
He watched her slip from the couch between his legs. She took his dick in her hand and stroked it as she leaned in and took one of his balls into her mouth and sucked on it, rolling it over her tongue before releasing it, and giving the other one the same treatment.
Ravage watched her take him back into her mouth, stopping when he hit the back of her throat. Karter swallowed, and his dick jumped the way it always seemed to do when she did that, and he couldn’t help the moan that filled the air.
She slowly came up before breathing through her nose and going back down. Again, she swallowed, and he bit his lower lip.
As Karter bobbed slowly up and down, swallowing each time his dick hit the back of her throat. Ravage lifted his hips to meet her each time she came down. Wanting the last inch and a half or so to disappear down her throat.
He continued to slowly roll his hips as he looked down at her, watching as her lips moved up and down on his dick. He’d always been visually aroused. So, watching her lips stretch over his dick, leaving a trail of saliva each time she came up, had him harder than he had been.
He’d lost track of how long he’d watched her. How long those lush lips pleasured him before she came off his dick, swirling her tongue around the tip.
Karter’s eyes came up to his, and he watched as she dipped lower, licking the underside of his dick from hilt to tip. Never breaking eye contact, Ravage’s dick twitched as he licked his lower lip.
When she released him, leaning back and looking at him from under her lashes, he couldn’t stop the groan that came from him. He was sure somewhere, in some state or country, that looking that enticing, shy, and innocent all at once was a crime.
He picked her up and laid her on the couch. It only took him a split second before he’d ripped her panties, causing her to gasp as they tore against her thigh. He pulled the torn fabric from under her at the same time he buried his face in her pussy.
Karter immediately arched off the couch, moaning. Ravage was well aware that he could have started slow, but he had no intention of doing so tonight. He decided to use his name for what it was and ravage her.
He tongued her clit for a minute before licking up her slit. She was already wet for him. He knew it was the combination of his teasing in the shower, his teasing while they watched the movie, and giving him head. He knew the act got her wet in the same way that eating her pussy made him hard.
Ravage slipped his tongue into her pussy, tasting her wetness.
He circled his tongue inside her, pushing as deep as he could.
Karter’s hands went to his hair as she rotated her hips in time with his tongue.
Her moans filled the room, drowning out the sounds of the television, and he would always prefer the sound of Karter’s pleasure above any other sound.
He flicked his tongue up and down inside her slowly, enjoying the taste of her on it.
Ravage would never get used to it, and he didn’t want to.
He wanted each time he tasted her to feel like the first time.
To put him in a state of euphoria each time his tongue touched her wetness. Each time he pleased her.
He pulled his tongue from her pussy, latching onto her clit. He sucked it as he slipped two fingers inside her, curling them as he fingered her.
“Fuck Ravage,” Karter moaned out, her hips rocking against his fingers.
Ravage groaned against her clit, the vibration causing her to moan yet again. His dick was painfully hard, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back when he slid into her.
He sucked Karter’s clit faster, his finger matching the speed, and she rocked against him faster. Her moans were a continuous stream in the air.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” she requested, hands tightening in his hair. “Baby, I’m going to cum.”
No sooner had the words left her mouth was she cumming.
Usually, he would have released her clit in favor of sinking lower and sucking every drop of it up.
However, tonight was different. He had no desire to control himself in this first round, knowing that he’d cum fast. He’d been hard since watching her ride that bull hours ago, and it was almost painful.
So, he wanted her as wet as possible, not wanting to hurt her.
He released her clit as he pulled his fingers from her. He moved up the couch as he gripped the base of his dick. With one motion, he buried himself to the hilt, causing them both to moan as she threw her head back.
Leaning down, Ravage placed his lips on hers, leading her in a kiss as he held himself still. His tongue tangled with hers as she kissed him back with just as much fervor as he was kissing her. When they pulled apart, he slowly pulled out of her.
“Hang on tight, Kaere,” he spoke against her lips.
As the words left his mouth, Ravage snapped his hips, pushing back in, and Karter moaned against his lips.
There was no starting out slow. He immediately stroked into her, each one of his thrusts pulling moans and gasps from her. He placed his face in her neck, moaning into it as he fucked her for all he was worth in that moment.
Ravage abused her G-spot as he moved in and out of her. Karter’s legs wrapped around his waist, and he felt her nails dig into his back. He didn’t mind.
“That’s it, baby,” Ravage spoke next to her ear. “You’re taking me so well.” He nipped at her earlobe. “But you always do.”
“Shit!” Karter exclaimed, and she convulsed under him as she came, her pussy clenching around his dick.
He didn’t slow his pace as he fucked her through it, and when her orgasm ebbed away, he unhooked one of her legs from his waist and threw it over his shoulder. Fucking into her deeper.
Leaning up, Ravage watched the passion that played out over her face. He never tired of seeing it. Seeing her lost in bliss.
He didn’t know how long he’d fucked her in that position, with her leg over his shoulder, but he’d thrown her into two more orgasms.
Ravage rearranged them, pulling her to straddle him. He placed his hands on her waist and moved her up and down.
“Ravage, please,” Karter pleaded, her hands on his shoulders.
He knew exactly what she was asking for, but he wanted to hear her say it. “Please, what?”
“I’m going to cum. Please make me cum, Daddy.”
Ravage’s balls contracted at her words, and he fucked into her faster. He knew it wouldn’t take long before either of them was cumming. He was proven correct when Karter threw her head back, nails pressing into his shoulders.
“Ravage!”
It only took him three more strokes before he was cumming himself, filling her.
“Shit, Kaere,” he moaned, holding her still. There was a beat of silence. “Round two of your birthday sex won’t be as quick.” Ravage nipped at her chin.
Her head dropped to look at him, and Karter lifted a brow. “The credits are rolling.”
Ravage raised a brow at her. “O...kay.”
“Right,” Karter stated, biting her lower lip. “There was at least half an hour of that movie left. But of course, that’s quick for you,” she added with a teasing smile.
Ravage smirked before leaning in and taking her lips in a kiss. As he kissed her, he stood, taking a moment to make sure his feet were under him before heading to the bedroom. She wasn’t wrong, and he planned on giving her an even longer round two.