Chapter 12 Thorne #2
Her soft fingertips against my scalp soothe me incrementally, until she finally says, “I’ve been working so much to build my online business, there really hasn’t been any time for romance… No one has come close to holding my interest for more than five minutes anyway.”
“Aspen…” I suck at the hollow of her neck, eliciting a chill of goose bumps on her skin. “You sure you want to do this? We can wait. There’s no rush. God knows I want you more than anything I’ve ever wanted my entire life, but I need you to be sure too.”
“I’m sure, Thorne. When I’m with you, I feel connected to everything.
You just get me somehow. You challenge me and make me feel safe at the same time.
I’ve never had that before and that’s a connection I can’t ignore.
” She moves to her knees and peers up at me, so seductive and yet so innocent all at once.
She is the complete package, my total fantasy.
My heart beats fast and my cock throbs angrily as I look at her, and in that moment I have no doubt. She is mine. She is mine forever.
My breath comes out in rough pants as she teases the tip of my dick at the edges of her pretty pink mouth. I lick my lips and watch, riveted, as she takes my shaft in hand, trailing her tongue up the length before plunging me fully into her mouth.
I nearly blow my load right then.
She moans as she takes me to the back of her throat, and a ravaged growl escapes from me as she tries to swallow me whole. I breathe through my nose, willing myself not to come so soon as she bobs like an angel on my cock.
She peers up at me then, locking eyes as her hand trails over the cut lines of my abs.
She slips both hands up my body, fingers dusting along the cut muscles of my abdomen as she sucks and swirls that talented little tongue before taking me to the root again and swallowing, the engorged tip lodged in her throat.
“Christ, baby. You're so sweet and beautiful,” I growl as I rock my hips slowly.
“Does it turn you on to be on your knees? My cock in your mouth? You like it when I fuck your mouth, Aspen?” I groan as I set the pace with my hands on her head, desperately trying to be gentle, holding the animal that she unleashes at bay.
Her pussy drips with arousal, trailing down her legs. I want to reach one hand down and slide her fingers through the wetness.
“Touch your pussy for me,” I demand, needing to see my girl wanton with pleasure. I’ve never been so desperate to have her, seeing how soaked she is with my words.
“I love the feeling of your eyes on me,” she moans as she massages her clit for me.
“Mm, filthy girl. I own all your orgasms tonight and every night going forward. You’ve got me so fucking hard, I can't stand it…”
I lift her and stride across the room to plant her sexy ass in my bed where she belongs. My dick is long and thick and aimed straight for her, and those warm eyes watch me keenly.
“I want nothing more than for you to be back in my mouth. I like knowing I can bring you pleasure. I like the power of knowing it’s me bringing you to your knees.”
“Sweet Aspen, do you even know what you're saying?” I fist my dick in my hands, pumping long and slow, my grip firm and unrelenting. “I like me in your mouth too.” I flick my thumb over the tip, and it twitches in my hands. “But I have a feeling being buried inside you is going to be even better.”
She is still mesmerized by the way I drag my fist up the length of my shaft.
Unable to wait a moment longer, I invade her space, thrusting her thighs open, holding them in my firm grip, before I take one long lick up her length.
I groan and thread one hand to her luscious breast, sucking that hot little pussy, practically begging me for more, into my mouth.
I lick and swirl my tongue, pressing it into her entrance before flicking at the clit again. I suck and pull at her throbbing clit with my teeth until she is completely clean of all the wetness that drips down her thighs. I finally thrust one finger inside and hook it. “Don’t come.”
I pull against her walls as I add another finger and suck on the bundle of nerves. She moans and arches, losing control as she squirms and begs for more.
“Hold it, Aspen. I want you to come with me thrusting in and out of this sweet pussy.”
“Thorne, I can’t. Oh God, I can’t anymore,” she moans incoherently as I suck and pull at her nipple and thrust my fingers in and out of her.
“Longer you hold it, beautiful, more intense it'll be. Wait for me; let me get you there,” I growl and ease up on the pressure, my fingers push then pull out, swirling around her clit, spreading her arousal around, and then trailing it up her body. “Love playing with these hard little nipples.”
“Everything you say is so hot…” Her voice is throaty. “Even if I wanted to say no to you, my body wouldn’t let me.”
I press the flesh of one breast up high to her lips, squeezing and forming the creamy flesh into a rounded globe, and then her tongue flicks out at her nipple.
“Suck.”
I flick at the other nipple while my eyes watch her lips. She takes the nipple in her mouth and sucks and pulls. A new wave of desire floods between her legs as I watch her suck and pleasure herself.
“That’s it, Aspen.” I thrust my finger inside her again, delving in and overwhelming every nerve she has. I move slowly, taking my time at building her up again. My head dips between her legs, and my lips attach at her clit as my eyes still watch her own lips around her nipple.
“Fuck, I can’t anymore, Thorne. I can’t. It feels too good,” she murmurs against her own breast as her pussy burns with impending orgasm.
“You gonna come for me, baby?”
“Yes,” she moans.
“Come all over my face?” I suck harder.
“Yessss.”
“Not without me.” I pull away, and before she can register that I’m gone, I thrust my cock deep inside her. I fill her, width and length, and then work inside her in tender strokes. She whimpers and gasps. Both my hands grab her breasts, flicking my thumbs over her nipples.
“Thorne, Thorne, oh my God, Thorne,” she moans my name as an orgasm rips through her body.
The nerves take flight and fire off from head to toe through my own system when she starts coming. I continue to thrust, grabbing her thighs and pulling her up on my waist and riding my cock. With her legs wrapped around my hips, I crash onto the pillows with her.
I nip her neck, and a fresh wave of arousal pools between her legs. “Mmm, love this pussy.”
I hold her hips in both hands as I work in and out and with each thrust, I hit the end of her.
“I want this every day. I want you so well-fucked, you never get a chance to feel what life is like without me inside you.” I tease the sensitive flesh.
“Feels so full when you're inside me.” Her voice lowers another octave as I thrust my cock in and out of her pussy.
“I can’t take it anymore,” she gasps.
“Sure you can, Aspen. Feel it. Feel me, taking you. Owning this sweet body. This pussy, this ass.” I punctuate each word with a thrust. “It’s mine. No one’s been here but me,” I groan as I slip into her farther and a new orgasm shakes her. “Look at you, so soft and open for me.”
“When I first saw how big you are…I was terrified it would hurt. You’re as thick and hard as steel. I wasn’t sure how it could possibly fit, and even if it did, there was no way it could feel good.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I still and run my hands up her back, around her torso, caressing her skin and sending shivers racing through her body. “You're in charge here, baby, no matter what. You are always the one in real control here.”
“I… God, it’s so full, but it feels so good…” she murmurs as my hands tighten around her waist.
“Fuck, my sweet Aspen,” I murmur for her to relax while I caress her lovingly. I knead the flesh of her ass with my fingers before her body relaxes and adjusts to my girth, her virgin hold around my cock making me dizzy with the need to coat her with my seed.
Pleasure loosens every muscle in her body as she gives in to me, the sweet intrusion of my cock filling her fully before I start to thrust slowly again.
“Fuck, you're so beautiful. I need to go slow, but I don’t know if I can.” I grit my teeth as my palms slide around her skin, relaxing me as I slowly push in deeper, adjusting to another angle until my cock feels like it can't fill any more of her.
A low moan escapes her throat as the sensations grow overwhelming—twinges of desire mix with the headiest sense of pleasure and the most delicious feeling of being really fucking alive for the first time.
“Sweet Aspen. No matter what I do, I can’t get enough of you.
You feel so good, so right, so completely goddamn perfect.
” I thrust steadily as my fingers tug and massage her clit.
Waves of pleasure unfurl from deep inside and roll out slowly, causing her body to go limp and her eyelids flutter closed on a soft moan.
She whimpers and moans as the pleasure rushes through her system, swirls around her head, gasps racking her body.
My thrusting speeds up before my fingers tighten on the flesh of her ass as my whole body shudders and quakes.
I groan, feeling my cock twitch and empty deep inside, my balls tightening up with release as my chest heaves.
My pumping finally slows then before finally coming to a stop, and I lean over, caging her against me.
My palms smooth up her torso, tracing across her skin, causing goose bumps to form and feel-good pheromones to erupt and release.
I sigh and smile into her arm. “I can tell already, my favorite part is holding you after fucking you like an animal,” I whisper in her ear before I slowly pull out of her.
I relish the slow drag of my softening cock as I pull out, feeling sated for the first time… well, ever.
I tuck her under my arm and trail my fingertips along her shoulder with my nose buried in her hair. Her eyes flutter closed as I smell the scent of us mixing together on her skin.
Aspen may not realize it yet, but she as good as owns me. Whether I like it or not, we’ve gone places together in the last few minutes I could never even imagine, and I love every filthy, beautiful second.
Aspen is mine.
Later, we lie tangled in front of the fire in my room, breath still ragged, bodies slick with sweat and heat. Her head rests on my chest, hand splayed over my heart like she owns it.
Because she does.
She drags a lazy finger over my ribs. “Thorne?”
“Yeah?”
Her voice is quiet. “This wasn’t a mistake, right?”
I tilt her chin up so she sees every truth I’ll never run from again. “No, witch. This was a bloody miracle.”
She smiles—real, bright, wild.
Then she straddles me again with a spark in her eyes and a wicked little grin.
“Good,” she purrs. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”
And God help me—I’ll never be done with her either.