Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven
Ember
I had no idea an orgasm could feel this way.
Clay's hands and mouth are made for pleasuring my body.
His tongue goes back to lashing at my clit.
His licks are long and deep. I feel inflamed until the build up in my body is so strong that I have no idea what's happening–my back is arching and my limbs are uncontrollably shaking.
"I can't get enough of this sweet pussy, baby. It's better than any dessert I've ever tasted. You're so sweet and tight. I'm worried that my cock is going to tear you apart," he says as he continues to work circles around my swollen folds with his thumb, keeping my body in a continuous hum.
"I want to taste you." The words ring from my lips and it's shocking to both Clay and me. He just smiles a sly smile and brings his index and middle fingers to my lips.
"Suck," he demands. I open my mouth and he places his fingers at the tip of my lip. He pushes the fingers further and I almost gag with the impact.
"Baby, if you're gagging on my fingers, there is no way you can handle my cock," he whispers at my ears while moving his fingers in and out of my mouth.
I'm so turned on from the simple dirty act that I think I'm going to go insane.
I never thought such lewd behavior would turn me on but it's driving me wild.
I can taste his arousal mixed with mine and the concoction is intoxicating.
His beautiful cock twitches between my thighs. He’s huge, beyond huge. His dick heavy and bobbing between his thighs, sights set squarely on me.
I didn't even think human males could have a dick that large.
"Whoa," slips out of my mouth. "Clay, there is no way you're going to fit!" Fear now courses through my body.
"Oh baby, don't worry we'll take it nice and slow. We'll make me fit."
"This is going to hurt," I whisper.
"Only in a good way baby, only in a good way. I’m a sucker for you,” he murmurs, leaning down to cage me with his arms. His palm slips along the underside of my exposed arm.
His teeth catch the edge of my lip, grazing the soft flesh as he pulls away, the length of his cock settling squarely on my bare tummy.
“He’s all yours,” he rasps.
I lick my lips, leaning forward to cradle his heavy, cum-filled balls in my palm.
My free hand drifts to the base of his cock, sending a shudder rippling through every muscle before the tip of my tongue darts out and flicks the swollen head of his dick.
He grunts, thrusting a hand into my hair instantly because he needs the connection.
His touch singes my blood with fire, my reaction uncontrollable. “Incredible. Just one small touch from you sends me through the roof,” he growls.
I can't help but grin, feeling a sense of power and pride. “I like that I can do that to you.”
“I like that you can do that to me too,” he murmurs, sliding a calloused thumb across my hairline. “You look even prettier than I imagine when you kiss my dick.”
My cheeks flush pink, just the way he loves.
Before I can say another word, I bend forward, kissing the head of his cock again, then swirling my deft little tongue across the ridge.
“That’s it, baby, you’re so beautiful it drives me crazy,” he groans, pushing one hand down the curve of my spine, drinking in my silky skin with greedy palms. “You haven’t had enough orgasms yet.” He slips his other hand between my thighs. “Don’t stop sucking. No matter what.”
My eyes settle on his, my breath casting warm wisps of air across his cock and making him harden and twitch deliciously.
I’ve always believed in actions over words, and I fully intend to show him exactly how much he means to me—every inch of him, over and over and over.
“Suck me, Ember,” he orders, eyes flaring when I pause, his fingers still teasing my damp folds as he waits impatiently.
I bend, taking extra care to cradle his balls in my free hand, tongue dragging up his swollen cock before I reach the tip, swirling once, then sliding my mouth over his length and swallowing.
He grits his teeth, barely keeping the orgasm from barreling out of him and into my mouth.
“Baby, you’re going to suck me dry,” he rasps, ramping up his assault on my pussy, slipping the tips of his fingers in and out of my entrance to prepare me for him. “Slow and easy like a good girl and maybe you’ll earn more of my cum.”
Slow and easy must not be my forte—seconds later I push the tip of his cock as deep into the back of my throat as I can go. I hollow my cheeks, sucking like a champ and pulling more cum from his balls one long suck at a time.
His eyes spin back in his head as another orgasm forces itself out of him without any control, his hand pulling me off his cock just as a long spray of creamy seed lands across my breasts.
“Mm.” The fire in my belly turns up another notch. He thrusts out a palm, spreading his seed into my skin. “Right where your seed belongs,” I whisper.
He presses our lips together, the taste of us mingling hotter than hell. Locking my wrists in his hand, he pushes me back into the pillows and ravages down the length of my body, alternating between teeth and tongue.
“This is your punishment for making me cum twice before I’m done enjoying you,” he growls, propping my legs on his shoulders, burying his head between my thighs and working through my damp folds with determined thrusts of his tongue.
“Oh, oh my god,” I hum, the sensation overwhelming.
“Tangle with the beast and get a hundred tongue lashings—that’s your punishment for making me cream down that tight little throat of yours,” he murmurs against my skin.
“I want your seed inside me,” I confess softly.
“Oh, it will be, baby, give it time.” He slaps my soaked pussy. “We’ve got a lifetime, and at least a few dozen more orgasms before you’re good and ready.”
He sucks on my clit, enjoying the way my confession turns into helpless little mewls as my thighs begin to shake around his ears, fingers grasping for purchase in the sheets before I tumble headlong over the cliff, release pummeling me as forcefully as his did.
He growls against my body, “I love milking your sweetness, dipping my tongue into your thick honey and making you cream all over my face.”
“I didn’t know I could feel so drunk on orgasms,” I finally coo, eyes still closed.
“Drunk on me, baby. Orgasms by Clay, tips not required but always appreciated.” He cocks a grin at me when my eyes open.
A little giggle tears from my lips.
“I’ll give you a tip you’ll never forget.” I reach out with my free hand, fingertips tickling the tip of his still semi-hard, leaking dick.
“Be careful, you’re about to earn yourself a hundred more tongue lashings.”
“I’m counting on it.”
My giggle is all I hear as he falls down on top of me again, coaxing all the drops of sweetness out of me with his tongue. By the time he finishes with me, I’ll never think of punishment the same way again.
A groan of appreciation falls off his lips before he anchors my hips with his hands and then eases into me in one slow thrust. The pinch of him stretching me eases quickly, his lips sucking at my neck as he works in and out of me slowly.
I feel so full, so loved, so cherished and nearing the edge of another orgasm.
“Wait for me–I can feel your sweet pussy gripping my cock but I need you to wait for me, sweet girl.”
I clamp down on my bottom lip, trying to control the unfurling of my release as his thickness rubs every delicious nerve deep inside of me.
“That’s it, my sexy little firecracker, I’m so close. You’re gonna make me cum inside this hot little pussy.” And then a primal growl barrels out of him, his hips sinking deeper inside of me as he fills me with more of his hot cum.
My own release follows, my pussy trembling around him in waves of sweet pleasure. “Mm, yessss…”
Clay collapses on top of me, easing his soaked dick out of my body before tucking me into his arms and pulling me tightly against him. “I’m hoping a snowstorm comes along and keeps us locked up here for at least the next few weeks.”
“You’re downright crazy, Clay Walker.”
“Crazy for yo—”
“Ah—” I cover his lips with one hand. “Don’t even say it.”
He tries to talk around my hand, finally giving in and nipping at my finger with his teeth before sucking my digit long and slow into his mouth.
“Mm, I was going to say…” he lingers, enjoying my taste, “I’m crazy for your pussy. I would never say anything as romantic as that other thing you were thinking.”
I arch an eyebrow, taking my finger back from his teeth. “Is that so, caveman?”
“Damn right. Now, it’s time we get down to business–how about we hit the courthouse tomorrow morning, Mrs. Walker?”
A laugh escapes me. “You’re eager to lock me down, huh?”
“I’m not a man that likes to wait once I decide what I want. Get used to it, wife.”
I laugh again. “I like the sound of that, fireman.”
“Good–I like calling you that. You’re mine now and I’m going to spend every day reminding you of it.”
“Perfect, sexy and bossy.”
“Damn right, baby.”