Chapter 30 #3
“Oh, is that what it is? Tentacles are a thing? What’s that, like octopus porn? Face hugged by the octopod?” The shock on his face is actually adorable, the perfect distraction to stop me getting too in my head and losing the momentum.
“Monster romance, Wolfie. It’s a thing.” He barks out a laugh, walking back to the chair.
“Swayze…”
He stops short, spinning to look at me, instantly alert. Maybe I don’t sound as super chill as I do in my head.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, um… I just….”
Just say it, Mia. Can I watch you jerk off? What’s the big deal? He’s watching you. Spit it out.
“Umm… do you think… maybe… you’d be down with me watching you, too?”
“I’ll do a lot of things for you, Mia, but I’m not shoving a tentacle up my ass.”
I burst out laughing, his easy deflection instantly chasing away my awkwardness.
“No, the kraken is mine. Can I watch you jerk off while I use it?”
A myriad of emotions swirl across his face from confusion, to wide-eyed realization before landing on desire.
Thank fuck.
That tongue darts out to trace his bottom lip again and it’s doing all the things to me. My pulse thunders in my ears while I wait for his response.
“You want to watch me fuck my hand… right now?”
“If that’s okay?” I smile shyly, my ears heating. What the hell is wrong with me? I’ve done all this crazy shit with him but asking to watch him jerk off has me blushing like crazy. Make that make sense.
“Fuck yes, it’s okay.”
He spins the chair around to face me, just like I wanted. A bolt of excitement shoots through me and I suppress the urge to squeal, because that’s probably not—
Holy shitballs. Swayze just went right there and tugged down his swim shorts, his big veiny dick saluting, ready for service.
He really does have the perfect dick.
Thick.
Long.
Veiny.
The juicy-looking tip, already leaking for me.
My mouth is seriously watering, because why haven’t I blown him yet?
Seeing it like this, in broad daylight, just there… God, I want it.
His big hand circles his cock, stroking from base to tip, before he runs his thumb over the head to swipe off the precum.
I lean forward to grab his wrist, tugging it toward me and suck his thumb into my mouth. He groans, his dick bobbing, as I swirl my tongue around it, getting the first taste of his cum.
“Jesus fuck, you’re so damn hot, Mia.”
I release his thumb with a pop, settling back on the bed as his hand closes back around his shaft, stroking it firmly.
Seeing Swayze opposite me, legs splayed, stroking his hard dick while the sunlight hits his silver rings just right… well, it shoots straight to first place in my spank bank.
I click the button on the giant tentacle, trailing its pointy tip around my nipple, watching him fist the head of his cock. As I drag it down my chest, I watch Swayze’s broad inked chest heave, his gaze locked on my hand.
Teasing my clit, I drag the toy up and down, letting just the tip penetrate me, before trailing off again.
He tightens his grip on his dick matching the pace of his hand to mine as I sink it in again.
“Yeah, baby, that’s it,” he groans out, watching me push the length of the toy inside me, surprisingly easily, thanks to the hot as fuck show he’s putting on for me.
Increasing the speed on the toy, I start to grind my ass into the mattress, hearing Swayze groan as more precum coats his tip.
I plunge the toy in and out of me, matching his rhythm as it picks up. His big thighs flex and tighten while he thrusts into his hand violently.
“Look at my girl, taking it so good. Fuck, baby, those hips, those eyes… you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen.” He throws his head back on a groan, dragging his free hand through his hair before he looks at me again, his eyes practically glowing.
“I want you to come for me, baby. I want to see that tight little pussy strangle that toy. I know how tight it is. How good you grip me. God, it felt like heaven. Show me, Angel. Let me watch you break apart so I can imagine you’re doing it to me again.”
His words make my pussy tighten, hyper aware of every stroke, every rumble the toy makes, while I listen to our ragged breaths and the wet, sexy sounds filling the room.
“Fuck, Angel. I’m getting close, I’m gonna come for you.”
“Come on me. Please.”
He growls, standing so suddenly the chair careens to the tiled floor, but neither of us care. He moves hurriedly to stand beside me, beating his dick violently.
“Fuck yes, baby. Here it comes. All for you.”
The second he shoots his thick white ropes of cum all over my pussy, owning me, I tumble after him and detonate too, screaming out his name. My hand falls away and he immediately replaces it with his, grabbing and pulsing the toy, drawing out my orgasm in the best way.
He gently pulls it out, collapsing on the bed beside me, our chests heaving like we just ran a marathon.
Stroking the damp hair off my forehead he kisses me softly.
“You know what this means, don’t you?” he pulls away, linking our fingers together, drawing my eyes to his.
Shaking my head, still rendered speechless, I wait, staring at his sparkling eyes and wild hair.
“I marked you, so you’re mine—but holy hell, Mia. I’ll never look at seafood the same way again.”