Thirty-Eight | Cole
Thirty-Eight
Cole
I was perfectly content as I laid beside Lyric, knowing that my cum was dripping down her thighs. While I had every intention of getting up to grab a washcloth to clean her up, my body was spent. I had zero energy after coming so hard inside of her that I swore I saw stars.
She sighed contentedly, not bothering to move as her hand found mine and held it.
I tried not to focus on it too much because even though Lyric was currently letting her guard down around me, I knew how quickly she could put it back up.
I wasn’t ready for that, and the thought that it could happen at any time had me constantly feeling on edge.
“That was incredible,” she said quietly, tilting her head to look at me. “I know the sex has always been good with us, but that felt... different.”
“Bad different?” I furrowed my eyebrows as I rolled onto my side to see her better, not letting go of her hand.
“No, not in the least.” She took a deep breath in and slowly let it out as she thought about how to explain it. “It was like we pushed aside any feelings and just fucked. Does that make sense?”
I nodded, giving it some thought.
I fucked Lyric the way I knew she wanted to be fucked. I knew that she needed to get out of her head for a while and just enjoy the physical side of it. But I never wanted her to think that there was ever a second in the day when I wasn’t emotionally attached to her.
“Don’t get me wrong,” she continued, panic rising in her voice when I hadn’t responded. “I liked it—a lot. I love having sex with you, Cole. It’s always good, it’s just that—”
I lifted my free hand and held my fingers up to her lips to stop her.
“Baby, you forget that I know you and your body better than you know yourself. I fucked you the way you needed to be fucked, and I will continue to fuck you the way you need to be fucked, every single time you need it. Trust me when I say there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, and all you have to do is tell me how you want it.
I can make love to you, or I can fuck you hard and rough, like I just did. ”
She giggled, pulling her lip between her teeth.
“I kinda like it when you say it like that.”
“Good, because I mean it.”
I reached over and grabbed her, pulling her gently until she was in my arms again, where she was always meant to be.
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I hadn’t realized we had fallen asleep together again until I woke up to her sliding out of my arms as she tried dipping under the covers with my cock in her hands.
I groaned, my body tightening as I felt her warm mouth wrap around the tip before sliding down the base.
I tossed the sheet off, wanting to see her and watch as she sucked my cock.
She shifted positions again until she was settled between my legs, looking up at me under dark lashes as she took me to the back of her throat.
“Fuck, baby,” I hissed, grabbing the back of her head and gently pulling her hair the way I knew she liked. “You look so fucking good sucking my cock.”
She moaned, sending vibrations along the shaft as she bobbed her head before pulling off and teasing the tip with her tongue.
She used her hand to stroke me as she flicked the tip a few times, then lowered her head until I hit the back of her throat again.
I heard her gag and hardened immediately, already feeling the urge to shoot my load down her throat.
“I bet you’re so fucking wet for me, aren’t you, baby?”
I knew that dirty talk always turned Lyric on, and I got my confirmation when she moaned deeply around my dick.
“You’re doing such a good job taking my cock down your throat, baby. Just like your pussy took it so well earlier. I can’t wait to fuck your pussy again. I love watching you stretch around me as I fill you. I love seeing your beautiful pink pussy nice and swollen from trying to take my cock.”
She bounced harder and faster, gagging every time I hit the back of her throat.
“I’m going to come, baby,” I warned. “If you don’t want me to come down your throat, you need to stop.”
But in true Lyric fashion, she ignored my warning and kept sucking me until I came hard and fast, knowing she was swallowing every single drop.
Once I was done, she slowly pulled away, wiping the corners of her mouth as she held my still semi-hard cock.
“I want to ride it,” she said, pulling her lower lip between her teeth.
“Your wish is my command,” I replied, stretching my arms and resting my hands behind my head as I watched her climb on top of me and settle herself over my cock.
Just the sight of Lyric naked had me getting fully erect again, my dick rising to the occasion.
She reached between us and grabbed my cock, letting out a shocked gasp when she found it fully hard again.
“It’s like a magic trick,” she teased with a laugh.
I let my head fall back as I laughed with her.
She rubbed the tip of it against her slit, coating it in the wetness that I was dying to taste.
“Show me how wet you are,” I said, my voice dropping as I watched her lean back and rest on one hand while she used the other to spread her lips for me.
“I’m soaking wet.”
“Slide a finger inside and fuck yourself with it.”
She grinned as she did as I asked, inserting two instead of one. Her eyes fluttered closed as she fucked herself with them, letting them glide in and out with her arousal coating them.
“Let me taste them,” I said, trying my best not to beg.
She slowly slid her fingers out and leaned forward, brushing them against my lips as I opened them and licked the arousal off.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned. “I want you to ride my cock, but I really, really need to eat that pussy. Do you think I could do that first?”
Her cheeks flushed the prettiest shade of pink as she nodded.
“Good. Climb up here and sit on my face.”
“Cole!! No!” she shrieked, letting out a nervous laugh. “I can’t sit on your face.”
“Oh, but baby, that’s where you’re wrong. You absolutely can sit on my face. In fact, I’m demanding that you sit on my face and let me eat you out.”
“I’m too heavy for that.”
I gripped her hips, squeezing them with enough force to get her attention focused on me again as she tried to look away.
“You’re not too heavy. I don’t want to hear those words out of your mouth ever again. Your body is absolute perfection, Lyric. I would love nothing more than to have you ride my face and let me eat that pussy until you come on my tongue.”
Her face gave her away as it flushed with shock, then arousal at the vivid picture I’d painted for her.
“Please,” I added, giving her a few seconds to think about it.
Finally, she let out the breath she had been holding and climbed up until she was sitting exactly where I wanted her. I grabbed her thighs and held onto her as I greedily lapped at her arousal, spreading her lips with my tongue as I sought out more.
It took her a few minutes before she relaxed enough to sit on my face fully, and once she did, I went absolutely wild. I flicked her clit hard and fast with my tongue, loving the way she gripped my hair and pulled it as she moved her hips to get the friction she needed.
I wanted her to come again and knew I could get her there in a matter of seconds.
Her breathing was coming in labored pants as she tried to grind herself harder against my face. I held onto her thighs and locked my lips around her clit, sucking it with such intensity that I felt her start to spasm around it almost immediately.