Chapter 15 Beanbag Bangin’ #2
He gently pushed her against the wall, using her back as leverage as his hands slid down her body and over her backside until he reached the backs of her thighs. He dragged each leg up, waited until her hands clamped onto his shoulders, and spun them right through his open apartment door.
He kicked it closed the second they stepped through, mouths still fused.
Addie ground her mound against the very obvious erection trapped between their bodies and beneath their clothes.
Phoenix’s grip on her ass tightened. “Keep doing that and I’ll be forced into ripping off your clothes and devouring every inch of you.”
“Won’t hear a complaint out of me.” She rolled her hips again, a tease that instantly backfired when her already aching clit throbbed. “Here. I’ll get us started.”
She yanked off her shirt and tossed it aside.
Phoenix’s gaze dropped to the sight of her exposed breasts, nipples already hardened both from chill and excitement. A brief flicker of self-consciousness zipped her because she wasn’t small. Not her hips or her ass. And definitely not her boobs.
“Fuck.” Phoenix cupped a heavy breast, gaze hungry as his thumb gently swiped over an aching nipple. “I could drown in these perfect breasts and die a happy man. Fucking perfect. Let’s see if they taste as good as they look.”
His hazel eyes lifted toward her face as he slowly licked the tip of her left nipple. At her shudder, he went back a second time, kissing and sucking until it looked like a cherry about to burst.
And then he did the same with the other one, his gaze never leaving her face.
With a heady moan, Addie sank her fingers into his hair and held him close. “More.”
“Bed.” His mouth and hands still anchored on her body, Phoenix stepped farther into the apartment, a man on a mission as he headed toward the back hall.
Two steps into the bedroom—and four away from the very sturdy-looking bed—Phoenix tripped. “Shit.”
“Oh no.” Addie’s fingers tightened on Phoenix reflexively as she prepped for a pain-filled fall, but Phoenix spun, putting himself beneath her as gravity dragged them to the ground.
She waited for the hard impact.
And waited.
When it didn’t come, she opened one eye at a time and slowly registered the leathery mound of softness cushioning their still conjoined bodies.
Addie, sitting astride his waist, erupted into a giggle. “You have a beanbag chair in your bedroom?”
“Hey.” Phoenix’s lips twitched with feigned indignation. “It’s one of those mega-beans, and it’s probably more comfortable than my bed.”
“Oh yeah? Want to test it out?”
Reading the challenge in her face, Phoenix chuckled. “Your mind is just as gorgeous as your body.”
He fisted her hair and dragged her mouth back down to his. It wasn’t long before they both drowned in desire—and each other—despite shedding every article of clothing.
Blissfully naked and with nothing between them, Addie used her upright position to her advantage.
Palms exploring Phoenix’s upper body, she nibbled and kissed her way over his chest and down his abs, exploring—and tasting—every colorful tattoo.
His hard cock twitched each time it brushed along her wetness, and soon she did it on purpose.
“Fuck.” Head tilted back, Phoenix groaned with the effort to hold back. “Do that much longer and I’ll come before I’m even inside you, and I need to watch you fall apart before that happens.”
Addie opened her mouth to ask him about his plans when his hands, anchored on her hips, effortlessly lifted her up the beanbag while he slid down.
Her bare pussy now hovered less than an inch above his face.
She comprehended his plan instantly. Excitement mixed with an acute case of fear as she prepared to move.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Phoenix’s eyes snapped to her, his hands holding her firmly in place above him.
“Somewhere that’s less likely to smother you? Maybe the bed we didn’t quite make it to.”
“Don’t worry about my safety, love.” Phoenix’s mischievous smirk buckled her knees. “If tasting you is how I go out, then at least I’ll have glimpsed heaven before I do. Now lower that pretty pussy so I can get my first taste of nirvana.”
Addie’s chuckle transformed to a low, needy groan the second Phoenix guided her hips down to his mouth. Knee-quaking pleasure rolled through her with the first leisurely swipe of his tongue. By the second, Addie questioned how long she’d be able to remain upright.
Fingers flexed in the beanbag chair beneath her, and fighting not to pass out from the pleasure, her head lolled to the side. Phoenix hummed against her sensitive center, and when her gaze caught his, she nearly combusted on the spot.
Addie had never considered herself a big fan of oral stimulation. A few lackluster experiences had left her ambivalent to the act. But Phoenix was on a one-man mission to change her outlook. He played her body like a musical instrument, and she was more than ready to sing.
“Phoenix.” Addie panted, battling to keep her eyes open as she swiveled her hips in time with his tongue. “It feels too good. I’m going to come if you keep going.”
He hummed against her center, and without seeing them, she knew his lips twisted into a satisfied grin. “That’s kinda what I’m going for here, love.”
He held her tighter against his mouth as he feasted, and soon she forgot all about her smothering concern.
Her body chased each swipe of his tongue, pleasure coming in quick, surging waves.
Phoenix picked up his pace, and then slowed it down, alternating between slow licks and gentle sucks to her clit.
Addie loved it all, both her knees and her arms trembling with the struggle to remain upright.
“I’m coming.” Addie’s gaze dropped to Phoenix to find his gaze already locked solidly on hers. “Fuck. I’m coming. Phoenix.”
Her body erupted, morphing into a quivering ball of sensation.
And most certainly filled his apartment—and probably their entire floor—with her pleasure-filled music.
Phoenix
Seeing Adalyn Whitlock come and knowing he’d been the one to make it happen was Phoenix’s new favorite thing. With gentle swipes of his tongue, he eased her through one orgasm and into another, and already couldn’t wait to witness it again.
And again.
Hell, if he had his way, she’d come so often and so hard, she’d be too wrung out and weak-kneed to leave his bed in the morning.
As a last, wispy little sigh escaped Addie’s lips, Phoenix grinned in satisfaction. “Like I said … heaven.”
Addie’s hooded gaze fixed on his as her chest heaved. “You look awfully smug, rock star.”
“I am.”
“You have every right to be.”
He chuckled. His rock-hard cock glided through her dampness as he shifted them back to their original position, his ass planted firmly in the beanbag and her sitting on his lap.
He slowly pulled her mouth into a kiss that zinged straight to his core.
They each pillaged and plundered. Addie reached between them and wrapped one soft palm around his already throbbing cock.
He groaned on contact, aching to be inside her as she gave his length a firm tug. He quickly settled his hand on hers, preventing a second pump, and got a questioning look.
“I am dangerously close to coming in your hand, gorgeous, and while I might be up for that some other time, this first one I want to be inside you,” Phoenix clarified.
Her subtle nod sent him reaching for his discarded pants and he quickly grabbed the condom from his wallet.
“Too slow.” Addie plucked the foil from his fingers, ripped the package open with her teeth, and slid the latex down his dancing cock. It twitched with every stroke of her fingers, an involuntary reaction that had her giggling by the time he was completely sheathed.
“Tell me you’re okay with this.” Phoenix nudged her chin toward him. For his own peace of mind, he needed to ensure she was really consenting. “No regrets. No worries.”
“Only regretting how long it’s taking until you’re inside of me,” Addie teased breathlessly, her desire mirroring his.
“Then let’s not waste another second.” Guiding her hips back over his straining cock, he let her take it—and him—the rest of the way.
Groans ripped from their throats as she sank down on him to the hilt, her lush body wrapping around him like a tight glove. No working up to it. Not easing in an inch at a time. One moment, his cock was outside of her pliant body, and the next, he was fully seated.
This was what euphoria felt like—at least, that’s what he thought until she pulled nearly all the way back, and did it again.
Addie set the pace, hips—at first—swiveling in a slow rocking movement that built up to a speed that had them both breathless and sweaty in seconds.
Phoenix clamped a hand on her hip and thrust up from below.
His other hand slid up her soft belly and along her torso until he cupped a lush, delectable breast in his palm.
He brushed his thumb over her erect nipple, smirking as it pebbled on contact. “You’re so fucking responsive.”
As she rode him, he leaned forward and took the reddened bud into his mouth. If anyone would have told him a month ago that he’d be fucking his gorgeous neighbor on his oversized beanbag chair, he’d have called them ridiculous.
It didn’t feel so ridiculous now.
It actually felt way too fucking good to be real.
“Phoenix.” His name falling from Addie’s lips in a soft beg sounded like music to his ears.
“Take what you need from me, love.” Phoenix slipped a hand between them and found her clit as she rocked over him, her gorgeous breasts swaying back and forth. “That’s it. Take it all. Everything I have. Just let me feel you come around my cock.”
Addie’s pussy quivered around him, signaling her impending orgasm. It was a race to the finish line as his own release grew more imminent with each passing second, but fuck if he’d let go before her.
Addie’s fingers dug slightly into his chest as she leaned forward.
“Keep those beautiful greens on me,” Phoenix demanded gently and she followed direction instantly, eyes locked on his. “I want to devour every inch of your expression when you come around me.”
He gripped her hip even tighter and thrust into her pussy with more snap. Addie whimpered and rocked faster, her body trembling.
Phoenix sat up and took a hardened nipple into his mouth. Now, with his mouth on her breast, his finger on her clit, and his cock damn near throbbing in her pussy, it was just a matter of time.
“Phoenix!” His name fell off her lips like a plea.
“Let go, baby.” Phoenix momentarily released his hold on her hip to slip his fingers into her hair and then he guided her into a deep, sensuous kiss that pushed them both over the edge.
The walls of Addie’s pussy rippled around his cock as she came—hard—and the sensation opened the floodgates of his own release. Kissing her through the euphoria, their bodies lost their sync, working hard to keep the pleasure going for as long as possible.
It felt like he came forever, no doubt filling the condom with the first wave of cum. He already knew one time with Adalyn Whitlock wouldn’t be enough.
He already needed her again.
As many times as she was up for it, and as Addie slowly sank into his arms in a breathless, fully spent afterglow, he ignored the little voice in his head saying that this was the very opposite of no strings.