Chapter 18 #2
His eyes darken as I rest on my knees before him and grip his thighs. My chest rises and falls, my mouth is dry as I see his cock harden under the cotton of his track pants. I am about to reach for the waistband of his track pants when he fists my hair painfully, yanking my eyes back to him.
“Beg for it!” His voice is hoarse. “You know you want to.”
I gasp as his hands pull on my hair again, this time the pain makes me blink the moisture in my eyes. This should feel wrong but the way my body hums at his commands, everything wrong only feels right in this moment.
Indignation sparks inside me, demands that I put up a fight.
I am conflicted. Any self-respecting woman shouldn’t enjoy this treatment.
However, I can feel the sticky arousal between my legs and as my heart gallops in a field of unexplored possibilities, I realize, I would absolutely let this man ruin me.
I would do anything to hear him say I am his good girl.
“Let me level the playing field,” Ryan hums, pulling his grey sweatshirt over his head, revealing his toned muscular torso.
The contours of his pectorals flex under the morning hues.
The sweatshirt gets tossed onto the bench.
“An incentive.” He runs his fingers down his chest, stroking his nipple.
His abdomen tightens as his hand lowers into his track pants.
The outline of his knuckles grabs his cock, fisting it.
My stomach does a swoop; my mouth dries as he pulls out his cock and pumps it up and down.
Boy, is he hard!
Hot damn, he is gorgeous.
The spark of indignation turns into a fuel for depravity as it reasons with me.
Who am I kidding? I am going to cave. If I can go down on my knees for him, if I can crawl for him, I can definitely beg for his cock too.
“Please.” The word shudders from my lips. “Please Ryan, let me suck your cock.” I open my mouth, my tongue on my lip.
His hand fisting my hair pushes my head forward, bringing my mouth to his cock.
“Fuck, Ishika!” he hisses as he slides in through my lips. His hand falls from his groin as my fingers circle his girth. I suck on his tip and then trace the vein on his cock with my tongue. I lick and suck his tip making him moan. “Babe, take it all in.”
I obey, sliding my mouth down his length till I am gagging.
He pulls out allowing me to catch my breath.
I relax my throat and when he offers me his cock again, I let him push himself in.
Only partially at first, and when I nod that I am ready for more, he pushes in some more.
I take him deeper and deeper down my throat till he is balls deep and exactly where I want him.
“Are you okay, baby?” His voice is so gentle as he brushes my hair from my face.
When I nod, he begins to use my mouth just as he promised.
He slides in and out in perfect tempo. His hand holding my head is controlling the pace, using my mouth as he pleases till my surroundings blur and everything about him sharpens.
I know he is close when he doubles down in pace, his jaw tightening.
A red flush is quickly spreading across his chest, slowly rising up his neck.
I can come just from looking at him. The louder he grunts, the wetter I get.
“That’s my good girl!” His praise makes me moan around his cock. The more I moan, the more he praises. “You feel so fuckin’ good, sweetheart. You’re such a good girl.”
Oh God, I love when he calls me that.
I am throbbing and weeping and desperate. He wouldn’t know if I…
Secretly my hand inches down to my thigh, slipping underneath my sweatshirt. My finger moves close to my throbbing pussy. My heart beats insanely in my chest as I press a single finger into my glistening wet folds.
Oh God, the sensation makes my head dizzy.
Suddenly, his grip on my hair tightens, the pull burning my scalp. He removes his cock from my mouth in an instant. His hand grabs my chin. “Did I say you could touch yourself?”
I blink.
“Answer me, Ishika. Did I say you could play with your pussy?”
“N-no,” I stammer.
“That’s right. I didn’t. You thought you could touch your pussy and I wouldn’t know. Do you want to be a brat, Ishika?” He withdraws his touch placing his cock back in his pants.
“No. It’s just…I’m aching for you.”
“Is that so? Show me your ache. Get on your back,” he commands.
I shift to sit on my bottom. The wetness immediately seeps into my clothes where my bum rests.
He wants me on my back so I lean back on my elbows letting my pointy joints sink into a muddy slush, gunk staining my clothes.
I am getting dirt everywhere on my body but nothing deters me from my goal.
The pulse in my pussy is beating so hard that I am half tempted to grind my pussy into the ground to see if it gives me the friction I need.
I desperately want to feel the weight of him between my legs soon or I am going to die from this ache.
“I don’t have all day, Princess. Spread your legs for me.”
My legs slowly drop open and his hungry gaze latches on to my core.
“Babe, you’re soaking. You’re right, you do need a good fuckin’.”
“Please Ryan, touch me,” I whimper. Everything around me feels cold, yet I am scorching hot.
He drops to his knees. His cold thumb swipes down my pussy collecting my arousal and bringing it to his mouth. Goosebumps break out on my thighs as he licks his thumb, tasting me.
Then he sucks his index finger coating it in his spit.
My hips buck as his long finger slides inside me.
Then he is pumping in and out, in slow long meticulous strokes, till I am squirming.
He withdraws his finger bringing it back to his mouth, wrapping his tongue around it and swallowing with a groan.
“Did you ever taste yourself, Ishika? You taste divine, sweetheart.”
I don’t have to answer, he inserts a single digit inside, pumps me twice and then brings it to my lips.
“Suck,” he commands, pushing his finger in my mouth. I do as I’m told, squeezing my legs around his other hand that pets my clit. I moan and hump his hand, still sucking on his finger tasting myself for the very first time.
He withdraws his finger out of my mouth then enters my pussy again. This time, curling and twisting against my walls till I cry out. He removes his finger examining the glistening fluid sticking on it. “Hmm, look at this, Princess. Nice and ready for more.”
I moan when he brings that same finger into his own mouth and his tongue licks on the sticky residue like he is relishing a decadent dessert.
Seconds later he adds another digit into his mouth.
His eyes never leave me as he pushes those two fingers drenched in his spit, knuckle deep inside me. “Is this what you wanted, baby?”
“Yes. Yes. Please,” I cry out as he fucks me with his two fingers. Between my fingers remain pulled out chunks of grass and wet earth as I am panting and fucking his hand, rolling my hips, humping my clit to the heel of his hand.
“You’re gonna come,” he states.
“Yes,” I moan.
“Only good girls get to come, Ishika. Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
“Yes, I want to be your good girl. I’ll do anything, just let me come.”
“Not yet. Don’t come till I tell you.”
I want to be good for him, I want to make him proud. And I am on the right track until he pinches my clit with his other hand whilst fucking me with his two fingers.
A blinding pleasure swallows me whole making me want to grab the sky and kiss the earth. My legs close around his hands, my thighs quivering but he pushes my knees up my chest and continues pumping inside me. My pussy spasms as I see stars. I am weightless and breathless.
“Ryan,” I moan, as the final tremor washes over my body. My body feels like it is dissolving into earth with this pleasure. Then I remember that I disobeyed his instructions. I have been a bad girl.
“Fuck! You came when I told you not to,” he says, petting my pussy. “You know there’ll be consequences.”
“Punish me,” I blurt out.
He smirks, his devious dimple digging into his cheek. Before I can figure out how he would punish me, he picks me up and flips me over making me flop on my stomach. His arm hooks around my waist as he lifts my hips making me go down on my hands and knees. Then he smacks my ass hard.
The sting makes me cry out, my nails dig into the dirt.
His knee spreads my legs, his mouth latches on to my core.
I am so sensitive immediately after my orgasm.
I am still in a pleasure coma. I feel disoriented, my mind feels like a bee farm.
Without any reprieve, he is between my legs, his tongue pushing into my core.
I twist my hips trying to escape from his mouth, my nails scratching the ground.
“Please, Ryan. I need a minute,” I beg, catching my breath.
“No, Princess. You don’t get a minute.” He leaves his fingerprints on my ass. “Did you forget that this pussy is mine? I decide what to do with this greedy pussy.” He smacks my ass again.
It’s a lost cause, yet I try to get away from him, crawling away from his punishment upon instinct. His chuckle is loud and clear as his hands grip my hips. I claw and drag my nails, drawing lines on earth as he drags me back to his body, trapping me between his legs.
His breath washes over my neck. “If you say the word stop, I’ll stop this immediately. No more punishment. No more dirty games. No more begging. I can take you back home right now. Do you want me to stop, Ishika?”
Anxiety knocks the wind out of me. He can’t be serious. He can’t abandon me like this. My fear of missing out on outstanding outdoor dirty sex makes me scream in panic.
“No. We can’t stop now. You can’t, I need you.”
He smacks my ass. “That’s what I thought.” His finger begins a massage on my dripping folds. “Answer me then, who does this pussy belong to, Princess?”
“You,” I whimper, biting into my forearms as his hands feel like torment and solace combined.
“I can’t hear you. Whose pussy is this, Ishika?”
“Yours. It’s yours, Ryan,” I shout.
“Damn right, my sweet girl. It’s mine. And I’ll fuck this pussy the way I deem worthy.
” His arm tightens around my waist lifting my ass up, making my forehead press into earth.
I anticipate what’s coming and try to close my legs but he restricts my movement, trapping my pussy just where he wants.
His tongue pulls my clit into his mouth and sucks.
I cry out squirming under him. He smacks my ass then grabs and kneads it in repeat while his tongue swirls on my clit, fucks my core in soft gentle strokes.
I am panting and digging my knees into the ground and curling my toes in ecstasy.
It takes him less than a minute to make me come again, this time on his tongue.
He moves up behind me. “Such a greedy little pussy, you came again, without my permission.” He chuckles low, his breath on my neck, his front pushing down on my back, caging me with his body.
My cheek is pressed to the ground when I gasp. “Look Ryan, we managed to make the sky blush.” I giggle.
The sky wakes up with the first speck of light, filling the deepest blues with shades of red and pink. I have never watched the breaking of dawn before.
He swallows loud. “You’re so beautiful, Ishika. Even the sky must be jealous of me.”
I blush. “I want to make the sky even more jealous.”
“You know what do, greedy girl. Go on, ask for it.”
“Please fuck me, Ryan. I’m aching for you.”
“Fuck!” he groans, his forehead falling on my back.
“Please. Please Ryan, this pussy is so greedy for your cock. Please Ryan, use me, fuck me, fill my pussy with your come.”
“Fuck!” He growls bringing his cock out, he slams himself inside me. I scream out to the mountains, my pleasure howls through the wind.
He presses an open-mouth kiss on a pulse below my ear, his voice is tender, “Say it again. Tell me you need me.”
“I want you. I need you. My pussy weeps for you. Please Ryan, make me your good girl.”
“You already are, sweetheart. You are my good girl.” I bask in his praise, looking up to meet his eyes.
He bends and kisses me. His body envelops mine, his cold hand pushes inside my sweatshirt palming my breast, pinching and squeezing my nipples. I pulse around his cock, moaning into his mouth. My ache coiling tighter, my breasts feeling heavy.
“Now take my cock like a good girl,” he breathes into my mouth.
“Yes.”
I don’t get time to prepare before his cock retracts and then thrusts into me.
He rails into me grunting and growling. His cock filling every inch of me with unrelenting pace.
I cling on to him, clench around him and meet him thrust to thrust till I am exhausted.
Till I have no ounce of any energy left in me.
Till everything around me blurs and bursts into flames.
Waves of pleasure crash over me and I pant lying there, my face burrowed in dirt, my lips kissing the earth.
“Look at the sunrise, Ishika,” he says, panting hard.
My eyes are closing and I can’t find the strength to lift my head. He grabs my jaw, pulling my face up, making me look at the horizon. Bright streaks of yellow and orange fill my vision.
“I’ve never shared a sunrise like this, with any other woman before. Every sunrise from now on, I’ll be thinking of you.”
He is still hard when he pulls out of me. Gently he tugs me towards him, making me climb on to his lap. His head falls on my shoulder. His face nuzzles into my neck as his warm breath bathes my skin. The weight of his cock sits tall between our bodies.
“You didn’t come,” I say, wrapping my arms around him, my muddy hands stroking his back. “Hey, look at me.”
He lifts his face, his gaze hooded, and his heart beating against my chest. I push my dirty fingers into his hair, pushing it away from his forehead only to paint his face with mud.
“I got dirt all over you.” I giggle, swiping a muddy finger down his nose. “Now, we are both dirty.”
He takes my hands and wipes it on himself. “Are you okay?” he asks, painting his naked chest with the dirt on my hands.
“I will be, once I make you happy.”
His chest heaves. “That’s easy. Tell me you’re mine.”
I kiss the stupid man, pushing his back to the ground. I climb him, placing my knees on either side of his legs, my pussy pressing into his erection.
“Babe!” he groans, his entire body tensing. “I didn’t use a condom.”
“I know,” I say, clutching onto his shoulders, rocking my hips, grinding myself on him. “I don’t fuckin’ care as long as it’s you.”
“Fuckin’ hell! I need you to say it, Ishika. Gimme what I need.”
I cup his face with both my hands. “I’m yours, Ryan Harper. I’m your good girl. And from this day, every sunrise, every sunset, you belong to me.”
He growls as he comes all over, his release hot and sticky between our bodies.