Chapter 9 #3
My gaze followed her hand as it slid under the waistband of my gray sweatpants. She cupped my heavy balls and a moan slipped from my own lips.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
She slid to her knees and pulled my pants down, my hard cock springing free. She wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few pumps, then looked up at me.
“Is this okay?” she asked.
I’d lost all ability to speak. I just nodded and prayed to whatever God was listening that I could last long enough, because I was aching and just the thought of her rubbing me any harder had pre-cum slipping from the tip of my dick.
Before I could reach down to wipe it away, Birdie’s warm mouth was on my tip, running her tongue over it and swallowing me down.
She took me deeper into her mouth and hummed as she went deeper and deeper and deeper.
As she slid it out of her mouth, she ran her tongue along the bottom and flicked the tip.
She did this one more time until she pulled me all the way out.
“Holy shit, Birdie,” I huffed as I threw my head back. “I’m not going to last long if you keep doing that with your tongue.”
She let out a small laugh as she put me back into her mouth, cradling my balls and running her finger along the seam between them at the same time.
That’s when I lost all control. I lifted her up and carried her bridal style to my bedroom.
Thank God I knew my way around the cottage, because I couldn’t see a damn thing as I ravaged her mouth with mine.
The taste of me and her mingling was heavenly.
I set her down in front of my bed and turned her around, looking for a way to get her out of that gown.
“Are you attached to this dress?”
“No. Why?”
I ripped the few buttons at the top, and they flew across the room, rolling under the dresser against the wall.
I yanked the zipper down and tore her out of it.
As soon as the silky fabric hit the floor, I turned her around to face me.
I lightly grabbed her throat and brought her mouth to mine, sucking her tongue between my teeth.
I ran my hands down her spine, grabbing handfuls of her firm ass.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed the back of her knees, lifting her and throwing her onto the bed. Her laughter filled the room.
Her soft, warm skin and white lace underwear contrasted against the black of my comforter. There was a slight sheen to her skin—she was ready, and I could tell.
I climbed onto the bed and spread her legs wide. I could feel the heat coming from her center. Just the thought of her taste made my cock twitch. A small wet spot was starting to grow on the white lace.
“Mmm. You’re ready, huh?” I smirked as I leaned over her to suck on one of her pert nipples.
Her breathing picked up faster. I ran my hand up her body and grabbed her other breast, circling one nipple with my tongue and giving the other a light squeeze.
As much as I wanted to stay here and focus on her gorgeous tits, I kissed down her torso slowly, sucking and licking every few inches.
“I think it’s time for me to return the favor.” I slipped my fingers under the light fabric at her waist and pulled it down.
“So ready and willing,” I said as I threw the scrap of fabric to the floor.
“I can’t help it. Every time I see you, I’m instantly wet.”
God, I loved hearing that. I leaned down and continued my kisses down her body, landing on her inner thighs. I kissed and gave light, little bites.
She moaned. It was music to my ears. “Please.”
That word meant I was doing something right. I couldn’t help but smile.
I slid my middle finger into her center, and she started to move in time as I pumped it in and out.
“Knox, I need more. Please,” she whimpered.
I pulled my finger out and she grabbed the sheets in frustration, then gasped as I licked the small nub at the apex of her thighs. Her breathing quickened as I continued to lick and then added in one finger, then two.
“Knox. I’m so close.”
“Not until I say you can. Be a good girl and listen. It’ll be worth it.”
“Fuck me,” she ground out in frustration.
“Not yet,” I smiled. I wanted to edge her right to the brink and then take her all of the way. She’d asked for this, and I was going to give her everything I had.
She was so goddamn wet and tasted delicious. The perfect combination of sweet and salty. God, I was going to think about this for days.
As I continued to flick her clit with my tongue, I reached down to rub my free hand along my cock. It was rock hard; just a few brushes of my hand and I was ready to blow. I had to get inside her.
I pulled my fingers out of her, and she mewled.
“What do you want?” I smirked.
“I want you…” she breathed. “Inside of me. Now.”
Getting off the bed, I walked over to my nightstand and fumbled around for the foil package I was looking for. Of course, when I needed it, I couldn’t find it. The box was in the back of the drawer. I grabbed one of the condoms, opened it, and rolled it onto my stiff cock.
I crawled back onto the bed where Birdie was splayed out. She looked like a dream. Covered in a light sheet of sweat, her breasts were perky and perfect, heaving with excitement and want.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked.
“Absolutely.” She smiled and pulled me down so we were face to face. She grabbed the back of my head and kissed me with so much force. “I just want you…please.”
I lined up my cock with her entrance and made a slow circle before sliding into her.
She was so tight and warm. Birdie let a small moan slip from her lips right into my ear as I laid my forehead onto her shoulder.
We stayed like this for a few seconds, adjusting to each other and soaking in the feeling.
I made a few slow thrusts into her as she started to move under me, giving me the sign that she wanted it faster. As I picked up speed, I palmed one breast and sucked on the other one. God, this was amazing. She leaned up and I pulled out.
“What’s wrong?” I questioned.
“Nothing. Lay back.”
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I settled back against the wooden headboard, and she climbed onto my lap, grabbing my still-hard dick and sliding it into her. She wrapped her hands around the back of my neck and bounced a little.
“Fuck, Birdie. You feel amazing.” I laid my head back and watched as her tits bounced up and down with each thrust. “I’m not going to last much longer if you keep this up, baby.”
“Good. Because I’m about to come.”
“Let it go, baby, I want to feel you fall apart on my dick.”
She pulled me closer to her, and I buried my head into her neck, wrapping my arms tight around her. Her walls started to contract around my cock, inching me closer and closer to release.
“I’m there, Knox. Please let me come.”
“Let me hear it, baby. I want to hear how good it feels.”
She fell apart around me, her moans louder and louder as she screamed my name. I gripped her hips and guided her up as I thrust harder and harder until I felt that heavy pull at the base of my spine. One more thrust and I was there with her.
I emptied everything I had into her as she leaned against my chest and made soft noises of satisfaction. I caught my breath and then rolled her over onto the bed so I could toss the condom in the trash.
When I turned back, Birdie was gone, and there was a ringing in the room. I looked around and couldn't find where it was coming from…
The sun shone through the slit in the blackout curtains that hung against the window of my room. My phone alarm was ringing.