Chapter 30 #3
After a moment, she leans into the connection, opening her lips and hesitantly exploring my mouth with her tongue. Just as I begin to buck my hips again, she pulls her mouth away from mine and presses soft kisses across my jaw. I moan softly in appreciation and the grip on my wrists tightens.
“Such a good girl for me, Cherry,” I whisper, relishing in the way she shivers as my breath brushes over her ear. “My neck—” I don’t have the opportunity to finish my sentence before her lips are ghosting down beneath my ear and she presses a kiss to a particular sensitive spot.
I whimper in appreciation, wishing my hands were free so that I could touch her. But this moment feels significant. Like she needs this, for whatever reason, and I am more than happy to oblige. I cry out in surprise and pleasure when her teeth graze the same spot, my thighs pressing together.
“This is a fun spot,” Cherry muses before continuing to lavish the area with her tongue and teeth and lips until I feel desperate and frenzied, my core soaked and feverishly seeking friction. I feel her lips curve into a smile against my skin before I feel her grip on my wrists loosen.
Experimentally, I tug against her grip. Her hands remain loose and the smile I feel against my skin grows. Unseen by her, a smirk steals its way across my face.
Game on, Cherry.
I tug my hands free and use the element of surprise to push her back onto the couch, flipping our positions so I am on top, holding her wrists.
“Is this what you wanted, Cherry?” I drop my tone low as I grind a knee against her pussy. “Did you want me to take control?”
She struggles against my hands a little, testing my grip. Her face flushes bright red and she nods slightly.
“Oh no,” I say, feeling a smirk curl my lips. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Y-yes,” she stammers out.
“Yes, what?” I ask, grinding against her pussy once more.
“Yes, I want you to take control, Princess!” Her blush deepens even further and I lean down to capture her lips in a slow, but messy kiss as I grind against her again, feeling her grow more and more desperate beneath me.
“Good girl,” I whisper against her skin, feeling her shiver at the words. “You got me all worked up, Cherry. Did you want me to use your pretty body for my pleasure?”
“Yes, Princess,” she whispers back and I pull back enough to see her pupils dilate and her breath speed up at the thought.
I release her wrists and sit up. She follows suit, head tilted in question, but she stays quiet, watching.
I stand and offer my hand to her. When she takes it, I gently pull her up from the sofa and lead her into our bedroom.
I tug her sweatpants down and gesture for her to step out of them.
Once she does, I run my hands underneath her hoodie, reveling in the softness of her skin, gently moving it up until I remove it completely.
I toss that to the side and take in the vision in front of me.
She is wearing a matching set of lingerie in a lacy cream.
I can see the dark spot on her panties wear my sweet girl has already soaked through them for me.
Her luscious curves beg for me to put my hands on her and I don’t resist; she is mine to play with tonight and I will take full advantage of it.
My hands move along the bottom edge of her bra, then down her sides to play with the waistband of her damp thong. I move one hand down to stroke over the wet patch I can see between her legs.
“Is that all for me, pretty girl?” I ask, loving the way she melts and whimpers beneath my touch.
“Yes,” she sighs out on a breathy moan.
“Good,” I say, then take her chin between my now damp fingers. “Lay down on the bed, Cherry.”
She moves back until she is lying on her back, head resting on a pillow, and looking over at me.
I strip slowly, removing each piece of clothing methodically, enjoying the sight of her hunger and desire growing with each passing moment.
Once I am naked, I climb onto the bed and crawl up so I am straddling her hips.
“I think I would like to ride that pretty face of yours, Cherry. Do you have any objections?” I laugh at the vehement shaking of her head before I shift up until I hover over her face.
“Tap my thighs if you need to stop. Got it?” She nods, but her attention is already focused on my dripping center and I see her tongue dart out to unconsciously wet her lips. I chuckle again and lower myself down.
Immediately, I feel her tongue and lips working to please me, sucking and licking wherever she can reach.
I moan at the feeling and steady myself against the headboard.
I rock back and forth, maintaining control as best I can as I feel pleasure writhe and coil deep in my abdomen and she begins to whimper.
“You’re such a pretty toy, aren’t you? Moaning like a perfect little slut while I ride your face.” Her whimpers and moans increase tenfold. “When I get done, will I find a puddle underneath you, Cherry? Will that pretty cunt soak the bed for me?”
I feel the vibrations of her moan echo through my clit and I moan, grinding against her as I lose control.
As I ride out the waves of pleasure, she grips my thighs and holds me in place, drawing out my orgasm until my legs are shaking and I don’t have the breath or strength to stay upright anymore. I tap her hands.
With one last kiss to my clit, she releases me and I barely make it back to her side before collapsing.
“Wow,” we say in unison before glancing at each other and breaking down into giggles.
“Can we do that every day?” Aria says, still a bit breathless and I laugh again, nuzzling into her side.
“I have no objections to that,” I reply, kissing her cheek. “Give me just a minute to catch my breath and I’ll take care of you too.”
Her cheeks flush bright red at my words.
“That, uh, won’t be necessary,” she says haltingly, sounding like she has to drag each word out kicking and screaming. “You, ah, already did.”
I narrow my eyes at her before a slow smile stretches its way across my lips.
“Did you come just from me riding your face, Cherry?”
She groans and hides behind her hands, but still nods. I take hold of her wrists and gently pull them away from her face.
“That is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard,” I say, holding her eyes with mine. She flashes me a shy smile and breaks eye contact. “Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed, then, pretty girl.”
As we turn out the lights, my body hums with contentment and only one thought chases me into my dreams.
Goddess, I love this woman.