Chapter 28 #3
“Zeke, I can’t.” Her body shakes in my grip, her long, caramel lashes fluttering shut as she moans.
“Yes, you can.” I pull one hand back and trace my thumb around where we are joined, gathering up some of our wetness and dragging it up the seam of her ass.
She squeaks, her head shooting up as she attempts to lift her torso.
Using my other hand to press her back down between the shoulder blades, I circle my thumb around her asshole.
“Has anyone fucked this pretty little ass before, Chloe?” The thought makes my chest burn, but I push it away. Her muscles tense and I roll my hips into her again, urging her to relax, all the while circling her second hole with my thumb.
“Once…a long time ago. I didn’t like it,” she says quietly, her breath still coming in short gasps.
“Do you trust me?” The words hang heavy in the air, and I hold my breath while I wait for her reply.
“Yes,” she growls softly, her eyes squeezing shut as I roll my hips again. A flash of something warm and foreign bursts across my chest. She’s already dripping with our cum, but I swear I feel a rush of wetness and her ass relaxes a fraction against me.
“Good. You’ve got your safe word. Use it if it gets too much.” I snatch up the bullet vibrator from the bed and twist it to a low hum, snaking my hand beneath her to tease at her clit with it.
She moans, her face burrowing into the sheets as I roll my hips.
Pausing my circling, I reach over to grab the lube, snapping open the top and holding it high over her ass.
She whimpers as a dribble of clear, silky liquid drips down, sliding down the valley between her ass cheeks until it reaches my dick that’s still buried inside her.
Once I’m satisfied she’ll be slick enough, I cast the bottle aside.
“I want you to come again for me, Chloe,” I growl as I begin to move, thrusting into her in controlled, measured bursts as I circle her clit with the bullet.
She squirms, sucking in a sharp breath. “Zeke, I really don’t—”
“Enough,” I snap, angling my dick to hit that perfect spot and pressing the vibrator closer to her nub of sensitive nerves.
“Oh god!” she cries, her slim fingers fisting in the sheets as her body begins to shake.
I let out a low growl as my need for this woman picks right up where it left off, as if I didn’t just come harder than I thought possible.
Every thrust of my cock into her wet pussy sends me closer to the edge of oblivion once more.
The raspy, desperate sounds spilling from her lips are like a green flag to my libido, urging me on.
The moment I start to feel her hug me in tighter, her muscles rippling around me, I press my thumb into her ass.
She throws her head back and cries out loudly, her face screwed up with pleasure as she detonates beneath me.
It’s a Herculean effort not to go with her for a second time, but I manage to grasp onto my control by the very tips of my fingers as I work her.
Switching my thumb in her ass to a finger, and then two, I bite out a curse as she bucks against me.
“Zeke, please!” Her cry verges on a scream, sending a deep stab of gratification through me.
“I’m going to fuck this ass Chloe, and you’re going to take it like a good girl.
” My voice is tight and so deep it’s almost indistinguishable from a growl.
Her pussy flutters around my cock and she groans deep from the back of her throat.
A bead of sweat traces a line from the nape of her bare neck, disappearing over her shoulder.
Pulling myself out of her wet heat, I remove my fingers from her ass, pulling back the pressure on her clit with the vibrator to a light stroke.
She shudders, the muscles in her thighs flexing.
Excitement vibrates through every cell in my body as I run the tip of my dick up to her ass, desperate to claim every part of her for my own. She’s wet and sated enough that the tip slides in without much resistance and I groan as I feel how tight she is this way.
“Fuck, Chloe. You feel so fucking good.” I sink in another inch, and she whimpers, burying her face in the sheets. Reaching my free hand down, I curl it around the front of her throat and use it to pull her up to her knees, her back grazing my chest.
“Relax, baby. That’s it,” I urge, tracing my nose down her neck as her head tips back to my shoulder with a light moan. “You’re doing so well.” I press the bullet in tighter against her flesh and she jerks her hips, sliding herself inadvertently back another inch onto me.
A hot breath hisses between my teeth, and I run them along her jaw, using my hand to twist her head and working my way to her lips. Claiming them roughly, I sink myself in deeper. She moans into my mouth, her breath coming in labored, rough pants as she struggles to adjust.
“Who does this ass belong to?” I growl against her lips, watching as her eyes fly open wide. They’re glassy and laced with a wild kind of fervor that tells me she’s close to her limit. “Tell me, mi fuego.”
“You,” she rasps, her eyes rounding as I slide myself in quickly to the hilt.
Fuck! Every muscle in my body strains to hold back my orgasm, the thought of being with her this way so devious it makes the synapses in my brain misfire in rapid succession. I’m going to have to get her there quickly if I want her to surrender. Otherwise, I’ll lose myself too soon.
I begin to move, pressing the bullet in closer and circling the slick bud at the apex of her thighs as I thrust into her ass. Every jerk of my hips draws a strangled, half shattered moan from her lips. I bury my head into her hair, giving it a little shake as I weather the urge to bust.
“Zeke, no. It’s too much, I—” She gasps desperately as she feels her body clamp down at the same time I do, hurtling her toward a release that will likely be equal parts pain and pleasure.
I want her this way. Overstimulated. Mindless.
Compliant. Following my lead with a total abandon that threatens to damn us both.
“No!” she screams, her hands reaching back to cling to my shoulders like they’re her only anchor in a storm.
“Fuck!” Flames snap and bite at the base of my spine, her scarlet fingernails slicing into my skin as I throw everything I have at her.
She screams, every muscle in her body stretching and locking like an elastic about to snap.
My cock swells as I watch her ethereal face screw up with unbearable ecstasy.
“Red! Red!” she screams, right as she’s toppled over into freefall.
I grunt, dropping the vibrator to the bed and stilling inside her as she spasms and jerks around me, pulling me with her so that I empty myself into her ass with long bursts of scorching rapture.
My arms lock around her shaking body, holding her in place as she goes limp in my arms. It’s everything I need and more, and I feel like a god.
“You did so well, baby,” I pant, burying my face in the soft skin of her jaw as I ease myself out of her gently. She lets out a strangled sob, her throat working beneath my lips. I lift my head, using one hand to stroke her mussed hair away from her face.
“It’s okay, Chloe,” I soothe, watching as a tear spills from beneath her lids, clinging to her lashes. “Look at me.”
Her damp eyelashes flutter open and the breath freezes in my throat as I see a visceral rawness in her aqua depths.
“I’m s-sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying,” she stutters, sucking in a sharp breath.
I can tell she doesn’t, but I do. Reaching her limit like this has ripped away the veil of control she has on her emotions, baring them to me.
It feels more intimate than anything I’ve ever experienced.
“You have nothing to be sorry for, mi amor.” The endearment slips out in a mindless moment, and I suck in a sharp breath through my nostrils, clamping my jaw shut as she stares at me through silver-lined eyes.
I hope to God she doesn’t know what that word means, because I shouldn’t have uttered it.
For the first time, I have an intense instinct to back away from this woman.
To retreat behind my walls where she can’t sink her claws into me any further, but I know that wouldn’t be fair at this moment.
She needs aftercare and I need to make sure she is okay.
“It’s a natural reaction. Don’t fight it.
” I sink back onto my haunches and then lie back against the headboard, pulling her with me, twisting her so that she is cradled in my lap.
Her head nuzzles beneath my jaw and small fingers curl into the hair at the back of my head.
Something cracks in my chest, some unknown piece of me bleeding through and demanding to be acknowledged.
Swallowing roughly, I stare at the ceiling and stroke her back as she lets the tears fall.