Chapter 24 #2
“Yes, please,” I begged. “But this time without anything between us.”
“So you want me to reach into these little panties and pet your bare pussy?” he asked, his eyes lazy with lust. “You want me to spread you open and put my fingers deep inside you?”
I nibbled my lower lip.
“Only if…if it’s not breaking the Unbreakable Laws,” I whispered.
He shook his head.
“The only way we could to that is if I put my cock deep inside your tight little pussy and filled you with my knot and then shot my cum inside you,” he murmured. “And I promised not to do that, didn’t I?”
“Yes, you did.” I nodded.
“So instead of just reaching in, why don’t we slip these panties off?” he murmured. His long fingers were already playing over the thin cotton of my panties. “Why don’t you let me see that bare little pussy so I can finger you right.”
Oh Goddess, we were going further and further—I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t want to stop.
“All right, Kor,” I whispered. “I trust you. You can…can take them off.”
“Good girl,” he murmured and tugged at the fabric waistband.
I lifted my hips and before I knew it, my panties were in a ball at the foot of the bed and my pussy was bare.
“Let’s take this off too.” Kor tugged at my nightgown, and I let him slip it over my head. Then I was completely naked, and he just looked at me for a moment. “So fucking beautiful,” he growled hoarsely. “God, I want to kiss you and touch you all over.”
“That’s what I want too,” I said. “Please, Kor—I need you!”
“I know baby, but I want to savor this.”
He ran his big, warm hand up and down my body, idly flicking my nipples and then caressing my breasts and belly and hips before finally coming to rest between my thighs.
“Look at this soft little pussy,” he murmured, cupping me gently. “I’m going to open you now, all right, Vivienne?” he asked, looking at me. “I’m going to spread your sweet pussy so I can touch you and make you feel good.”
My pulse quickened and I felt my whole body grow tight with need. Carter had never talked to me this way. He had never asked permission or told me what he was going to do. It felt so good—like I had a choice that I’d never had before. And somehow it made me even hotter.
“Do it,” I begged him. “Please, Kor—I want you to.”
“Good girl,” he murmured again and then his long fingers were spreading my pussy lips and slipping deep inside me.
“Oh, Kor!” I breathed as he began circling my aching clit. It felt so good to have him touch me with nothing between us—so right even though I knew it was wrong.
“Goddess, you’re so wet for me, baby,” he growled softly. “Such a sweet, softly little pussy. I love petting inside you and making you feel good.”
“It feels so good!” I moaned as I writhed—my hips were pumping, and I couldn’t seem to stop them. My body had never felt so alive—so needy for pleasure. I couldn’t believe I was writhing in his arms, completely naked as he touched me but at the same time, I never wanted it to stop.
“Look down and watch,” he commanded. “Watch me pet your sweet little pussy, Vivienne. Do you want to feel my fingers inside you?”
Back when I was with Carter, I used to never want anything of his inside me. I hated the fact that he used my body whenever he wanted—that he put himself in me. But it was different with Kor—I craved him in a way I can’t explain.
“Yes,” I breathed, spreading my thighs wider. “Yes, Kor, you can touch inside me.”
“Mmm, thank you, baby,” he murmured and then I felt two long, thick fingers sliding deep into my pussy.
“Oh…Oh!” I cried as he began to pump inside me and at the same time, the pad of his thumb began sliding over my slippery, aching clit.
“Does that feel good, sweetheart?” Kor asked, looking down at me. I could feel the long, hard ridge of his cock branding my hip, but he was totally focused on me—on my pleasure. “Do you like it when I fingerfuck your tight little cunt?” He asked, his eyes half-lidded in the moonlight.
I loved his dirty talk and the way he was looking at me but even more, I loved the way he was touching me. It felt like he was waking up a part of me that had been sleeping for years—maybe for my entire life.
“Yes!” I moaned. “Oh God, yes, Kor—please! Don’t stop!”
“Not going to stop until you come for me, baby,” Kor promised. And then he bent his head and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth again.
I felt the pleasure building inside me like a tidal wave, one that might crash over me and drown me if I wasn’t careful.
But I didn’t want to be careful anymore.
I loved the feeling of his fingers inside me and his mouth on my breasts—for once in my life I wanted to reach that elusive peak I’d heard about but never really experienced myself.
And then it happened—I felt my back arching and my toes curling as pleasure shot through my entire body. I heard myself crying Kor’s name—begging and pleading as my inner walls tightened around his fingers and my nipples went tight with pleasure.
Through it all, Kor kept touching me, stroking and circling my clit even as I moaned his name and cried and begged. I don’t know half of what I said—I don’t think it mattered. The thing was I had finally reached the peak, and it felt so good.
I never wanted it to end.