Chapter 38 #2
I didn’t speak. That’s how he wanted it.
But I kept my eyes on him as I traced my fingers down my body, cupping my breasts before skating over my stomach and reaching between my legs.
I started to run the tips of my fingers through my pussy, and I couldn’t help but give a quiet moan as I felt a bolt of electric pleasure the moment my fingertip touched my swollen clit. He liked that. He quietly moaned too.
“That feels good, doesn’t it? Keep going. Make yourself feel good for me. Show me what you look like when you come.”
I did as he said, rubbing over my clit, squirming on the bed as my legs shook and my body ached for release. My orgasm was building, and I couldn’t wait to get to that blissful end.
“When was the last time you did this?” he asked.
“Last night.” My voice was breathy, words spilling out as I tried to focus on reaching my pinnacle.
“And did you think of me?” The darkness in his gaze made the ripples of desire pulse faster through my body.
“Yes.”
He blinked slowly, like the thought of me getting off to the image of him was intoxicating, and he started to unbutton his shirt as he said, “Tell me what you’re doing. I need to hear it. I want to know what a dirty girl you are.”
“I’m stroking my pussy.”
“I want more. Give me details. Explicit details. I want to know what you’re feeling. What you like. What turns you on.”
I swallowed, already feeling immense tension building from the intensity of his stare.
And as I started to describe it for him, that intensity grew stronger, the ripples now waves, throbbing and pulsating through me.
I couldn’t help but lift my hips slightly and rock against my fingers, chasing more.
“I feel... I...” I let my head fall back; the bliss my fingers were creating were making it hard to speak. “The pulse, the wave, I’m almost there, but not yet.”
“Go on,” he urged. Need evident in his voice. “I need more.”
I moved my fingers downwards, telling him, “I like to push my fingers inside my pussy. Get nice and wet. Stretch myself and imagine it’s you stretching me. That your big cock is inside me, slamming into me.”
New Emma was reckless and didn’t care what she said or did to get what she wanted. And what she wanted was him. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me. I needed him now.
He hummed his approval, closing his eyes for a moment as he took his shirt off and threw it to the floor.
“And then,” I went on, doing with my fingers what I was describing out loud.
“I circle my soaked fingers around my clit, stroking over and around, rocking my hips slowly while I rub where I feel most sensitive. Sometimes, it’s too much, so I move back inside my pussy, but every time I go back to my clit, it feels even better than the last time. ”
“Keep going,” he groaned as he stared at where my fingers were stroking and working their magic.
He pulled on his belt to undo it and then unzipped his trousers, and I felt the heat inside me burn fiercer.
I loved it when a man did that, yanking on his belt and pulling his zipper down with authority.
Being dominant and telling me to get ready for what he was about to do. I was so ready for him.
“My pussy throbs,” I whimpered as I stroked and teased myself for him.
“It’s so warm it almost burns, and I can’t stop chasing the high.
My clit tingles and begs for more, so I rub a little faster, but not too fast. Sometimes, I...
ahhh...” I arched my back as I felt the sparks of an orgasm cresting.
“I hit the spot,” I went on, my voice different now, my words coming out a little jumbled. “And it feels so... fucking... good.”
“Make yourself come,” he commanded. “Don’t hold back, Emma. Come for me.”
“I can’t stop,” I said, throwing my head back onto the bed as I fucked my fingers and teased my clit.
Then the sparks turned to a rush of pleasure, and my body bucked on the bed, my legs shaking as I made myself come in front of him.
I got lost in bliss, savouring every moment, and when it ended, I relaxed into the mattress with a deep sigh.
“So fucking sexy,” he moaned, “But your orgasm didn’t last long enough. I think we can do better than that.”
Still panting out my breaths, I opened my eyes and saw him standing completely naked at the bottom of the bed.
He had his big, thick cock in his hand, and he was stroking himself slowly as he looked at me.
I watched the movement of his hand, marvelling at how huge he was.
And my pussy clenched at the thought of taking him inside me.
I knew he’d be big and I wasn’t disappointed. His cock was fucking stunning.
“I wonder if you taste as good as you look?” he asked and then climbed onto the bed. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me a little way down the mattress to where he wanted me, then he told me to, “Lie back and hold the headboard. Don’t let go until I tell you to.”
“Okay,” I agreed, letting my head fall back as I reached up and held the metal of the headboard. I was going to enjoy every fucking minute of this.
He started to slowly lick the inside of my leg, the tip of his tongue teasing my skin as he travelled higher and higher, up my calf, past my knee, and then my thigh, making me open my legs wider, tempting him to go higher still.
“Please,” I whimpered, as he reached the top of my thigh, and then he stopped. “Please don’t stop.”
I could sense his breath close to my pussy, and I peered down at him. His eyes were closed as he breathed deeply, then he opened them and looked up at me.
“All good things come to good girls who wait,” he growled, and then he slid back down the bed, using his tongue to tease my other leg in the exact same way. “But dirty girls get fucked even harder.”
When he got to the top of my thigh, I tilted my hips forward, and in a breathy, needy voice, I begged, “Please, Alex.”
“Please what?” he replied, his face only inches away from my pussy.
“Please,” was all I could say, as I tried to move my hips closer.
“I need words, Emma. Tell me what you want me to do.”
“I want you,” I paused, my pussy throbbing with need. Still tender from my last orgasm but so ready to experience more, harder, rougher. “I want...”
“Yes?” he was so calm, so measured, and I felt like a wanton, needy mess, desperate for his tongue, his mouth, his hard cock to be inside me.
“I want your tongue first. I want to feel your tongue on me.”