Chapter Six #3
It wasn’t enough. She needed more pressure, more sensation, as she teetered on the edge of release.
Suddenly, his teeth grazed and tugged at the taut peak, and a surge of electrifying pleasure shot through her, tightening in her core, sending pulses to her clit, and causing a warm rush to flood between her thighs.
She was swept into a whirlwind of increasing sensuality, the pleasure so intense that resisting it was impossible—and undesirable.
A soft moan escaped her lips as he sucked the tip of her breast into his mouth, the heat of his suction traveling in pulses from her nipple to the throbbing bud between her legs.
With each pull of his mouth, the pressure built, every touch sending her spiraling deeper into a growing wave of ecstasy centered in her womb.
She wanted him—every single stroke and every touch he could give her.
As she rolled her hips against his thigh, rubbing her swollen clit against the rough fabric of his pants, the sensation escalated, pushing her toward a blinding crescendo of pleasure.
She was so close. Just the right touch, just a little more, and the explosive release would shatter any semblance of control she had left. It was the most intense pleasure she had ever known, and she was desperate for more.
“I can’t wait to fuck that pretty pussy again,” he growled, his voice a husky rasp that ignited a fresh wave of desire, tightening every sensation coursing through her body.
“Okay,” she gasped, barely able to contain herself as he gripped her hips, dragging her closer to the edge of the bed.
With her thighs in his grasp, he positioned her while another pair of lips began teasing her breasts, demanding attention.
His hand crept slowly, torturously, up her thigh toward the aching need between her legs.
Her clit was so sensitive that the slightest touch sent her trembling. She had never felt such desperate hunger for anyone. As his fingers neared her core, she arched toward him, unable to stop the moan that escaped as she anticipated his touch.
“Please,” she whimpered, her voice rough with desperation as his fingers brushed the soft folds of her most sensitive area.
“Say it,” he commanded, teasing her with light strokes. “Tell Daddy what you want.”
“I want...” Her words faltered into a moan as his teeth grazed her nipple before moving to the other, sucking it into his mouth with the same fervor. She arched again, the teasing touch of his fingers driving her wild.
“I want ... John, please!” she cried as Nathan’s fingers finally parted her, circling her clit in slow, torturous strokes. The pressure built unbearably, and her need for release was overwhelming.
“Please!” she begged again, her body writhing under their relentless teasing.
“Please what, Felicity?” Nathan’s voice was rough as he kissed the curve of her breast, his beard rasping against her skin. “Tell me what you want, baby girl. Tell Daddy how you want him to make you feel good.”
“Please stop teasing me,” she gasped. Her hands gripped his hair, her body trembling with need. His voice was dark with lust as he pressed her for more.
“How am I teasing you, Felicity? Tell me where.”
“Damn you, John!” she cried out, overwhelmed by the pleasure. Between Nathan’s fingers playing at her center and John’s lips on her breasts, she felt like she was going to explode. “You’re killing me...”
“No, give it to me,” Nathan growled, his voice sharp with desire. “Tell me what you want, Felicity. What do you feel? I need to hear it.”
She realized then how much he needed her words.
“Fingers,” she gasped as his fingers slid down the slick slit of her pussy. “I need your fingers, Daddy.”
“How do you need them?” he demanded.
“Fuck me,” she whispered with longing. “Fuck me with your fingers, Daddy. Use your mouth on my clit. I’ve dreamed of your tongue there...”
Her words broke off in a cry as his lips began trailing down her body, teasing her unbearably.
“It’s not the same when I do it myself. You make me feel so good, Daddy.”
“That’s my girl,” he growled against her skin. “I’m going to eat you like my favorite treat. Slow and easy. I’m going to lick all that sweet cream and suck on your clit until you’re begging to come.”
Her hips jerked upward as his lips brushed the top of her thigh. His hot breath moved lower until he was right where she needed him most.
Moments later, she felt as though her entire body was about to unravel.
A wave of overwhelming pleasure crashed over her as he pressed a searing kiss to her most sensitive spot, igniting a fiery sensation deep within.
His lips surrounded the delicate nub for only a fleeting moment before releasing it, sending shivers of electrifying delight rippling through her, promising even more.
“I need you,” she gasped to John, her voice shaky with desire while Nathan continued his relentless attention to her. “I need you both.”
Her breath came in quick, shallow bursts, her face flushed as she gazed up at John. He knelt beside her, his hand firmly wrapped around his length, offering it to her with a commanding tone. “Open your mouth,” he demanded, his gaze intense as her swollen lips parted. “Take what I’m giving you.”
With his other hand, he guided her forward, positioning himself just at the entrance of her lips.
He watched her eyes darken as her mouth opened wider, allowing his thick head to press against her.
His thighs tensed as he groaned, feeling her soft, warm lips stretch around him, enveloping him in heat.
“Felicity,” John growled deeply, her name a rough whisper on his lips. “That’s it. Keep going. Drive me wild.”
She obeyed, her tongue dancing and swirling, her lips tightening as she took him deeper.
The way her mouth worked over him, the tightness, the heat—it was nearly unbearable.
His body tensed as he watched every slow glide of her lips and every movement of her cheeks, feeling his need intensify.
The urge to let go, to feel the release she could draw from him, was almost too much.
But he forced himself to stop, to pull back, even as she protested with a dazed look of hunger.
John leaned down, guiding her onto her back. His lips brushed against hers in a brief, tender kiss. The hum of a vibrator suddenly cut through her awareness, and her eyes snapped to Nathan, wide with surprise.
“What are you doing?” she whispered, her voice trembling.
“Only giving you pleasure, baby girl,” Nathan growled softly, holding the toy in his hand.
“Nathan, please—” she breathed, unsure if she could handle the onslaught of sensation a toy would bring, wishing instead for the hard, pulsing heat of him inside her.
“Oh, sweetheart,” he whispered as he rose, gripping the device firmly in one hand. “Let’s see how wild you can get for me, Felicity.”
Her gaze flickered between him and the vibrator before returning to his face.
“Spread your legs for me,” Nathan instructed, positioning himself between her thighs as he gently pushed her knees apart.
Her hands clutched the sheets beneath her as he settled.
His strong body loomed over her, determined to claim her fully.
His eyes burned with lust as he brought the toy between her legs, the smooth tip pressing against her slick folds.
The warmth of her arousal was unmistakable, and she gasped as anticipation thrummed through her veins.
“Touch your breasts,” he commanded, flipping the switch on the vibrator. A pulse of intense sensation radiated from her core, lighting up her nerves in a way she had never felt before.
“Yes, oh God, yes,” she moaned. Her body was slick with desire, and every inch of her throbbed in response. The toy's vibrations heightened her sensitivity, driving her to the edge. She craved more—more of him, more of the intoxicating pressure pushing inside her.
“Touch yourself, baby,” Nathan coaxed as he applied just enough force to press the toy inside her. “Play with your nipples for me.”
Hesitating briefly, Felicity finally released the sheets, her hands slowly moving up her body.
Her fingers lightly trailed over her skin in an electric sensation until they reached her breasts.
She cupped them, pinching her nipples as Nathan watched intently.
The sharp pleasure was almost unbearable, causing her to cry out.
“Just like that,” he encouraged, pulling the toy back slightly before pushing it deeper again. Her body tightened around it, her mind consumed by the dizzying pleasure.
It overwhelmed her senses, leaving her unable to think of anything else but the heat, the vibrations, and the delicious stretch inside her. With her eyes closed, she let herself sink into the sensation, lost in the raw pleasure surging through her.
As her hips rose and fell in rhythm with the thrusts of the toy, Felicity glanced at John, who had been silently watching the entire time while stroking himself. The sight of him, his need so evident, sent another wave of heat through her.
She reached for him, her hands trembling as she pressed against his chest. Her lips found his skin, teasing his hardened nipples and tasting the salt of his skin. He groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as she sucked and licked, drawing him deeper into her intoxicating spell.
With a wild hunger, she pushed him down. Her body followed his, her need pulsing through her with every heartbeat. Her entire being was alive with sensation, her body trembling as the desire built to a fever pitch.
John's hand wrapped around his length, guiding it toward her. His breath hitched as she straddled him, her body trembling with anticipation.
“Take it, baby,” Nathan dared her. His hand stroked up the length of his cock and squeezed the wide, engorged crown as it throbbed. “Come on, baby, show me how bad you want to fuck him.”
Swinging her leg over John’s thighs as he reached down to grip the shaft of his cock, Felicity swore she could hear a sob echoing around her.
Her sob.