Chapter Twelve
Brayden
H er taste is decadent, far better than the overpriced desserts we indulged in. I’m aching to lick her arousal, familiarizing myself with every crease and fold that hides her sensitive clit. I want my tongue deep inside her so I can feel the second she loses control.
I’m so twisted up over this woman, I can barely think straight, much less drive within my lane.
“You’re being quiet again.” This time, there’s amusement in her voice. “Why’s that?”
I shoot her a brief, ravenous look before turning my attention back on the road. She laughs at my reaction. It’s pretty evident in how my cock strains in my pants how much I want her.
Are we really finally going to have sex?
I’m dying to be completely intimate with her.
As we navigate the streets, I can’t help but think of her other lovers, mainly Derek. She never speaks badly of him, but I don’t think he satisfied her like she truly needed. Could I be better at this than him or others in her past?
I want to be.
I’ll die trying.
Mostly, I’m worried about nutting twelve seconds in. At night, I take my dick in my hand as I think about having sex with her, doing my best to draw out my climax so I don’t end up a two-pump chump.
When we reach the parking spot in front of her unit, I have to force myself to breathe in and out slowly.
This is happening.
Finally.
I hop out and run to her side, pleased she’s learning already and waits for me to open the door for her.
She takes my offered hand and climbs out.
Once the door is closed, I hang an arm across her shoulders, loving how possessive and right this move feels.
She leans into my side. I’m pretty sure she inhales me too.
That gives my confidence a much-needed boost to know I’m not alone in this wicked obsession.
We’re pretty well behaved until we get inside, barely making the time to close the door behind us. Her purse and my keys get tossed away simultaneously. Then it’s tongue on tongue and hands roaming everywhere.
“I’ve been dying to take this off of you all night,” I growl as I shove her sweater down her shoulders, revealing naked skin. “I like seeing these soft, pretty parts of you, babe.”
Her fingers thread into my hair as I stoop to kiss the top of her shoulder. She makes a keening sound when my open-mouthed kisses trail to her neck and then her earlobe.
I love having my mouth on her.
She tastes sinful and heavenly all at once.
Our mouths find each other again until she starts tugging at buttons on my shirt. I stiffen at the realization she’s going to see me naked. I’m not freaking buff like Derek. Just a regular guy.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, breathless.
“I, uh, nothing.”
Her palms find my face and she pulls away to look at me. “Tell me. You’re in your head about something. What is it?”
I know she prefers directness over having to guess. It’s just embarrassing. But I say it because I know she wants me to.
“I’m not fit, you know, like the guys you’re normally into.”
She blinks at me, confused, as if I’ve lost my mind. “Are you seriously feeling self-conscious about your body right now?”
My cheeks burn hot, and I nod. “Well, yeah.”
Her smile is beautiful as it shines on me. “That makes too of us, honey. I’m literally stuffed into an undergarment meant to keep my gut held in. I’m not looking forward to you seeing all of me.”
“I think you’re hot as fuck,” I rumble, eyes boring into hers. “You have nothing to worry about because I think everything is perfect on you.”
“Likewise. Remember that next time you’re in your head about it.”
Knowing she sees me as desirable and someone worth getting naked with emboldens me. I start flicking through the rest of my buttons so I can shed the shirt. She helps with my undershirt and rips it away. My eyes snap closed when her fingertips ghost over my chest and abs.
“See, perfect,” she breathes. “Just like your cock which I’ve met personally.”
I grin at her. “He’s your biggest fan after me.”
We get lost in another heated kiss. She doesn’t resist me when I peel away her camisole. And, like she admitted, there’s some stretchy contraption wrapped around her torso.
“Take me to your bed,” I demand. “It’s mean to show me this gorgeous fucking body when I don’t have a bed to pin it down to.”
She grabs my hand, and we start for the stairs.
Mo meows at us from the kitchen but wisely doesn’t follow.
Once inside her room, she reaches behind her to unhook the thing she’s wearing, unwraps it from her body, and lets it fall to the floor.
Her skin is red and indented from the material pressing into her.
She sucks in a sharp breath when my fingers ghost over the angry flesh.
“Do you wear that torture device for yourself, or did you do it for me?”
She chews on her bottom lip. “I wanted to look hot for you.”
“You could wear sweatpants and a hoodie and never put on a stitch of makeup, and I’d still think you looked good enough to eat.”
A laugh tumbles out of her. “So, you’re saying I can throw it in the trash?”
“I hope you do.” I reverently rub her stomach. “I love your body, babe.”
She kisses me again and while she’s distracted, I fumble behind her to unhook her bra.
I’m dying to see her juicy tits that taunt me every damn day.
Her lips curl into a smile when I finally manage to undo the damn thing.
All too eagerly, I start tugging it off her arms. Then, I stand back to admire her.
“Holy shit, woman,” I say, taking in the lovely sight. “I have never seen anything in my life that turns me on more than right now.” I reach down to rub at my cock through my jeans. “I’m going to come from just looking at you. How fucking embarrassing.”
She snorts out a laugh. “Nah, I won’t let you. You’re going to be inside me when you come.”
Her words inspire me to start yanking at my belt. With her eyes on mine, she unzips her skirt and lets it fall to the floor at her feet. Then, she puts her thumbs in her panties and shimmies them down. Oddly, the last thing she removes are her shoes.
Now she’s fully naked.
Bravely standing before me, insecurities and all.
I can do the same for her.
I’m not sexy at all as I rip off the rest of my clothes. She made undressing look like a seductive art form. Mine looks like horny desperation. Thankfully, she doesn’t shame me for it.
“Get on the bed,” I instruct, voice hoarse. “Spread those sexy thighs for me so I can get a good look at what’s mine.”
She obeys, turning to head for the bed. I get a glorious view of her ass. My cock jolts at the idea of fucking her from behind one day soon as I hold onto her ass cheeks. I give my dick a hard squeeze hoping to stave off the need to come too early.
“Turn that overhead light off,” she murmurs. “It’s blinding and I think you’ve seen enough.”
I flick it off, bathing us in darkness, but then turn on the lamp. “I’ll never get enough of you, babe.”
The softer light makes her skin seem velvety.
I want to run my tongue over every inch of her.
I’m going to start with the sweet honey between her legs.
She looks over her large breasts as I crawl between her parted thighs.
I grab her legs and push back, opening her pretty pussy like a present designed only for me—one I can greedily eat, worship, and own.
I’ve never been with anyone sexually. Ever. This entire experience with Casey is special to me. I’m fumbling my way through it, going on what feels right, and it’s enough. Her eyes are glassy with desire for me. I’m a fucking novice but she treats me like I’m some expert lover.
I’ll make my girl proud.
The first swipe of my tongue along her slit is exhilarating.
The whine that escapes her is empowering to my efforts.
I start licking and sucking with earnest, eager to draw out pleasure from any and all parts of her.
Each time I suck on her clit, she goes bananas, bucking her pelvis at me as if to implore me to do it more.
I indulge my sweet girl, only stopping to nip at her occasionally.
I totally get it why they call it eating a woman out.
Her pussy is a fine delicacy, and I’m starved for it.
Since I want to feel her from the inside, too, I slide my tongue along the slit of her pussy and then push into the tightness of her body. Her hands find my hair and she tugs at the strands. Since I know she likes her clit touched, I pinch and pull at it while I fuck her with my tongue.
It doesn’t take long for her to lose it.
Her body convulses and constricts around my tongue. I don’t stop my movements, if anything, intensifying them as she rides out her climax. When she can’t seem to take anymore pleasure, she physically pushes me away, panting.
“Oh God,” she breathes heavily and then softly laughs. “How are you so damn good at that?”
I was… good ?
Next time I’ll be even better.
“It’s natural with you,” I rumble as I prowl over her still shaking body.
She gasps when I dip down to run my tongue over one of her nipples.
With my eyes on hers, I suck on one until she whimpers and then move onto the other.
This must drive her mad with lust because she grabs my head pulling me to her mouth.
We kiss messily and deeply for what could be hours or just a few seconds.
All I know is I get lost in time with her.
My cock is aching for relief, and I find myself rubbing against her pubic bone. She encourages me to go further by hooking her legs around my hips.
“I have a condom in my wallet,” I rasp out.
“Just one?” She smiles against my lips. “Sex just once with you seems like a tease.”
I grip my cock and push against her slick heat. “I’m, uh, safe or whatever. I’ve not had any partners. Ever.”
My cheeks heat but she doesn’t seem to care. I find myself inching inside of her, overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure of how her body feels around me.
“I’m negative, too,” she says, sounding much wiser and knowledgeable at these things than me.
We both groan as I sink all the way inside her.
The raw feeling of being inside her with no rubber is nearly more than I can handle.
I have to keep from moving for a second, so I don’t explode inside her.
As a distraction, I kiss her deeply, hoping she doesn’t notice I’m about to come embarrassingly fast.
“Your cock is so big,” she says against my mouth. “It almost hurts.”
“Should I stop?”
“Hell no. Just feels really good. I love this feeling of being completely filled and stretched by you.”
Her words aren’t helping the state of my cock.
“I won’t last long,” I hiss out. “I’m afraid to move.”
“Just pull out when you do. My hormones have been a mess since…” She gives me a watery smile. “Anyway, I’m not on any birth control at the moment.”
“I will,” I vow.
Our lips come back together for another deep kiss. My hips slowly start moving and I’m proud that I haven’t come in the first three seconds. She moans with each thrust and it’s so fucking erotic. Since I know how needy her clit is, I slide a hand between us, rubbing at it.
“Too much,” she whines. “I can’t take how good it feels.”
Her words confuse me, but she doesn’t push me away, so I continue my efforts. It doesn’t take long for her to seize up with pleasure, nearly biting my lip off in the process. As soon as her pussy clamps around my cock, pleasure blinds me, and blood rushes through me as I orgasm.
On the first spurt of cum, I pull out of her, thankful that most of it made it outside of her body. It shoots across her lower stomach. Since I still need to feel her, I fuck against her body, my cock slippery with cum. It feels like it just keeps jetting out of me like a never-ending flood.
Super fucking embarrassing.
It finally ends, my cock beginning to soften now that it’s spent, and I collapse on top of her, burying my nose in her hair. “That was amazing, babe.”
She laughs, fingers stroking over my back. “It absolutely was. Now let’s see about a shower together so you can take me for another round after.”
Blood rushes to my dick, miraculously already hardening again between us.
“Being with a guy half my age has its literal perks.”
I think that means she likes that I can get it right up after mind-blowing sex.
Lucky for her, I’m going to fuck her until my dick falls off.