Chapter 9
I couldn’t breathe or think straight. Just felt wave after wave of pleasure tearing through my body while his cum flooded my pussy.
“Fuck,” he groaned against my neck, his whole body shuddering above me.
This was Kade–my best friend of six years–and he’d just fucked me like he’d been waiting his whole life to do it.
I was still trembling when he pulled out, and I whimpered at the loss. His cum dripped out of me onto the couch, and I should’ve been embarrassed, but I was too wrecked to care.
“You good?” he asked, his voice rough.
I nodded, trying to catch my breath. “Yeah. I’m…”
I didn’t get to finish. Kade’s dick was still hard, standing at attention, ready for more. I stared at it, teeth tugging on my bottom lip, and my pussy clenched at the sight of it glistening with our cum.
“After all that…” I panted, raising up on my elbows. “…how are you still…?”
“I’m just a different type of nigga,” he said, that dangerous smile spreading across his face. Before I could respond, he grabbed my hips and flipped me over onto my stomach.
“Kade…”
“On your knees,” he commanded. My body obeyed before my brain could catch up. I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees, my ass in the air, and I heard him groan behind me. “Pussy leaking,” he grunted, hands gripping my hips.
I felt Kade’s dick press against my entrance, and I gasped. “Wait. I’m still…”
“Still what?" he asked, pushing just the tip inside. “Sensitive?”
“Yes,” I whimpered.
“You’ll be aight.”
He drove into me in one hard thrust, and I screamed, my arms nearly giving out as he filled me completely. The angle was different–deeper–and I could feel every inch of him stretching my oversensitive pussy.
“Kade,” I gasped. “It’s… too much…”
“You can take it,” he said, pulling out slowly before slamming back in. “You gon’ take everything I give you.” His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise as he fucked me from behind, each thrust hitting so deep I saw stars. “This pussy is mine now. You understand that, Storm?”
I couldn’t even form words. All I could do was moan and gasp as he drove into me over and over.
“Say it,” he commanded, one hand sliding up my back to grip my hair. “Say this pussy is mine.”
“It’s yours,” I gasped. “This… pussy is yours!”
“Fucking right it is.” He pulled my hair, arching my back, and the new angle made him hit a spot inside me that had me gushing. “Right there?” he asked, doing it again.
“Yessss! Fuck… yessss…” Kade kept the same angle, the same relentless pace, and I felt another orgasm building.
“Damn. Already?” he questioned, and I could hear the satisfaction in his voice. “You gon’ cum on my dick again?”
“Mmm… please…”
“Go ahead. Cum on it.”
My body obeyed. The orgasm hit me hard, my pussy clenching around his dick as I screamed into the couch cushions. And he didn’t stop. Just kept fucking me through it, his grip on my hair tightening as my whole body shook.
“That’s three," he muttered. “How many times you wanna cum, Storm?” Before I could recover, he pulled out and flipped me over onto my back. “Legs up,” he commanded.
I lifted my legs, and he grabbed my ankles, pushing them up toward my shoulders as he repositioned himself.
The way he drove into me, hitting even deeper than before, took my breath away.
It hurt so damn good that I couldn’t do anything but take it as he fucked me with my legs pinned up, completely at his mercy.
“Look at me,” he said, voice rough as my eyes met his gaze in the candlelight. “I wanna see your face when you cum on my dick again.”
“I can’t… cum… again,” I gasped. “I can’t…”
“You will,” he said, and reached between us to find my clit. The moment his thumb touched it, I knew I was done.
“No…” I started, but he pressed harder, circling in slow, deliberate movements while his dick drove into me.
“Yes, Storm. Right now.”
“Ooohhh, shhhiiiitttt…”
The orgasm ripped through me so hard I couldn’t, my head felt like it was going to explode. I trembled and bit down on my bottom lip, damn near drawing blood. “Kaadddeeeee…!”
“Mhm. That’s four,” he said, still moving inside me. “I could watch you cum all fucking night.”
I was crying actual tears from the intensity but I didn’t want him to stop. This man was putting a hurting on my pussy, and I was going to let him.
He released my ankles and pulled out, and I whimpered at the loss of connection. “Come here,” he said, sitting back on the couch.
I looked at him–his dick hard and glistening, his eyes dark with hunger, and knew what he wanted.
My legs were shaking as I straddled him, his hands gripping my hips to steady me.
“Kade, I don’t think I have it in me,” I whispered, draping my arms over his shoulders as I lowered myself slowly, gasping as he filled me again.
From this angle, I could feel every inch, every pulse, and every movement.
“Ride this dick, Stormie.” I started moving, rolling my hips, but my legs were too weak. I couldn't keep the pace. Kade chuckled, kissing my shoulder ever so gently. “I gotchu, baby.”
Then, his hands gripped my hips hard, lifting me up and slamming me back down on his dick. I screamed, holding onto his shoulders for balance as he controlled the ride completely. He was using my body, fucking me from below, and I was helpless to do anything but take it.
“God, help me…”
“Fuck. You know you got some bomb pussy, right?” And I did know. I just wasn’t very good at picking men who knew what they were doing. To bring the waterfall. But Kade knew. Maybe he’d always known. “You feel how hard you got my dick, Stormie?” He asked, thrusting harder, deeper, pulling me closer.
“Yes, yes. Fuck… yesssss…” I sobbed, my whole body locking up. “Kade, I’m gonna…”
“I can feel it. Pussy squeezing my dick so fucking perfectly.” Licking his lips, his palms gripped my ass, moving me faster. The look in his eye was dangerous.
“It’s too… deep…”
“Nah. Cum again. Let me feel you again.” I screamed his name, my nails digging into his shoulders as my pussy clenched around his dick, milking him. “Fuck, yes,” he groaned. “That’s five.”
I collapsed against his chest, my whole body trembling.
Then, Kade stood up with his dick still inside me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist instinctively.
“What are you…?” He walked us over to the wall and pressed my back against it, his hands gripping my ass as he started fucking me standing up.
Instantly, my head fell back against the wall. “You’re gonna kill me…”
“Nah, this pussy just starting to open up for a nigga.” He plunged into me harder, using the wall for leverage, and I felt another orgasm building. This is insane. This fool is insane. But I didn’t want it to stop. “You gon’ cum one last time, baby? Can you do that for me?”
“My God…” I whimpered.
“Stormie, I’m telling you now. You’re mine. This pussy belongs to me now, and I’m gon’ make it cum as many times as I want.” His thumb found my clit again, and I knew I was lost. “No other nigga will ever touch you again.”
“Pleaseeee,” I begged, not even sure what I was begging for anymore. Then, I felt his dick swell inside me.
“Fuck, Storm, your pussy feels so fucking good…” He was close. I could feel it in the way his rhythm faltered.
“Cum with me,” I gasped as he pressed his thumb harder against my clit. Kade drove into me one last time, burying himself as deep as he could go. I was screaming before it even hit, my whole body convulsing in his arms as pleasure tore through me again.
I couldn't see, couldn’t hear anything except my own voice screaming his name and his voice in my ear telling me how good I felt as he came inside me. How perfect my pussy was wrapped around his dick. How he was never letting me go.