Page 43 of Trust In Me

As soon as I’ve licked his finger clean, I smile up at him, waiting patiently for him to give me exactly what I want, just like he said he would. But instead, he rips my panties from my body, the tattered pieces of fabric thrown into the corner of the room. I’m about to complain, I don’t exactly have a whole heap of nice stuff, but those thoughts fly out the window when I feel his tongue press against my clit.

Holy fuck! As his tongue sweeps through my slit, dipping into my waiting entrance before circling around my swollen clit, I feel like I’m about to lose my damn mind. Even though Kellan has done this once before, other than that I’ve never had any experience of being licked and touched in this way. Abusers tend not to be concerned with my pleasure, which is good because this is so fucking intimate. Even without having anything to compare it to, I can say without a shadow of a doubt that Kellan is a fucking sex god when it comes to this. The warm, moist touch of his tongue against my sensitive areas drives me crazy.

My back arches off the bed, and my hands fist the bedsheets as I groan and writhe around, desperate for more. In fact, my body doesn’t exactly know what it wants, but I know I want more. I want to feel more. Something I am only too happy to tell Kellan. Well…it comes out more as begging and pleading, but I’m not ashamed of that. For the first time in my life, I’m embracing the way my body feels, and fuck do I want it all. Kellan is only too happy to oblige.

As he swirls his tongue around my clit, and I feel my body starting to climb towards that edge I’m desperately seeking, Kellan very gently presses one of his fingers into my pussy.

“Ohhh fuck. That feels so good,” I cry out in pleasure, tilting my hips to meet his hand.

He presses his finger in so fucking slowly, and as my pussy gets used to the feeling of having something in there, I quickly start to get a pleasurable sensation each time he moves. It’s like all my nerve endings are electric, and my heart races as I desperately chase the orgasm I’m so close to.

Clearly knowing exactly what I’m searching for, Kellan is only too happy to oblige, and as he pulls his finger out, when he pushes it back into my pussy slowly, this time he adds a second finger. The sensation of having two fingers stretching me out has me feeling deliciously filled, and I’m grateful that Kellan gives me a few seconds to become accustomed to the feeling. He doesn’t stop the assault with his tongue, and it’s not long before I’m begging him to move.

“Kellan, move your fingers. Please, I need to feel more,” I beg, thrusting my hips upwards in an attempt to force his fingers farther inside of me. I never knew it could feel this amazing to be touched in this way, and I’m not even thinking, I’m just acting and following my body.

“You are so tight and wet, Flower. I’m really struggling not to fuck you with my cock right now.” Hearing his dirty, delicious words, a groan rips from my body and my hands fly to Kellan’s hair. I clasp hold of his dark, black locks, and without thinking I pull his face impossibly closer to my pussy. It’s like I’m acting on instinct, not even thinking about what I’m doing.

Kellan’s groan ripples and vibrates through my pussy, pulling me out of my instinctual behaviour, and I let go of Kellan’s hair. “Sorry,” I mumble, trying to hide the blush that is spreading across my cheeks.

Pulling his head up to look at me, I bite my lip to hide the frustrated groan that threatens to burst out of me when his talented tongue leaves my aching pussy. His hands that had been hooked over my hips, holding me in place to prevent me from moving too far away from his tongue while I’m writhing around, releases my legs and clasps hold of my arms.

With the sexiest smile I’ve ever seen, and a gravelly, lust-filled voice, Kellan melts me. “Don’t ever apologise, Mia. Follow what your body is telling you. Use me however you want because it’s incredibly fucking sexy, Flower.” He places my hands back onto his head, threading my fingers through his hair.

Before giving me a chance to respond, his hot mouth covers my aching clit, and his tongue begins swiping around my engorged bundle of nerves. At the same time, his fingers begin to thrust in and out of my wet pussy. The combination of both occurring at the same time causes me to lose my mind. Screaming out in pleasure, my hips thrust upwards to meet his fingers, while my fingers grip Kellan’s hair tightly and I hold him firmly in place. He continues the onslaught of his fingers and tongue, and my nerves feel like they’re about to explode. My muscles coil, and my skin begins to prickle. I can feel my body building towards the orgasm I’m desperately chasing. At first it’s hard for me to let my body lose control, and I start to overthink it. Until I feel Kellan’s tongue exploring my most intimate of places, and I just allow myself to feel. That’s when it occurs to me that I don’t just trust him, and know he’s going to catch me when I fall, I want him to do that. I want him to be there for me because I fucking love him. The realisation hits me at the same time as the orgasm, and it literally feels like my brain is exploding.

My back arches, and I use my hands to grip hold of Kellan’s hair as tightly as I can, making sure he doesn’t move, even the slightest. My muscles spasm, my heart races, and Kellan has to cover my lips with his to muffle the cries of pleasure. My clit that had until a second ago been covered by Kellan’s mouth, is now exposed to the cool air, and the sensation against my swollen, wet clit is amazing. Spasms and jolts of pleasure shoot through my pussy, adding to the already amazing experience, and it takes me a moment before I’m able to catch my breath.

When I finally come down from my bliss, Kellan slowly removes his fingers, and once they are out completely, I feel like I’m missing a piece of me. I’ve never felt like this, and I want more. As I look down at Kellan, knowing how I feel and that I can never tell him, I realise that I have to find a way to show him. We have tonight, and only tonight, and I don’t want him to ever question what we have together. I may not be able to tell him how I feel, but I can show him.

Finding a confidence I didn’t know I had, I place my hands on Kellan’s shoulders and give him a slight push. Realising what I’m trying to do, Kellan allows me to push him until he’s lying on his back. Let’s be honest, there’s no way in hell I could manhandle this guy without a little help from him.

Once he’s lying on his back, I waste no time climbing onto his thighs so that I’m straddling his hips. Sitting on top of him, completely naked and exposed, I expected to feel a little embarrassed, or at the very least, use my arms to cover my exposed breasts. But, I don’t. The way he looks at me, eyes hooded and darkened with lust, I’ve never felt as sexy in my life. His gaze rakes over my body, and his hands grip at my hips, holding me in place. The only thing separating my pussy from his rock-hard dick is a flimsy piece of cotton, and I know I need to get his boxers off straight away.

Even though Kellan and I have messed about together before, I’ve never seen or touched his cock. I’ve seen the outline in his boxers, so there’s no denying that he’s incredibly well endowed. I’ve already had the discussion in my mind over whether or not he can fit inside me, but the more I’ve got to know Kellan, the more I believe we were made for each other. If you had asked me this morning, I would’ve said we were meant to be together, but Shayla’s made it very clear that isn’t our future. But, we were meant to impact each other in a big way, of that I’m certain. He is helping me to heal, and to feel normal for the first time in my life. He has taught me how to put my trust in someone, and how to open up enough to love someone. This is my opportunity to show him how I feel.

With the best seductive smile I can manage, I slowly slide down his body, kissing along his rock-hard abs as I go. I kiss along the path of those delicious black swirls that I love looking at so much, and I follow their journey down Kellan’s body.

Fuck! This man is quite literally built like a god.

My heart races and I try to push all thoughts out of my mind because if I start to think about what I’m about to do, I may just check out. Instead, I focus on exactly what I’m doing right now, and I slide off Kellan’s body until I’m kneeling in between his legs at the bottom of the bed. Without halting, and keeping my eyes trained on Kellan, I reach up his thighs and waste no time pulling his boxers off.

Kellan’s breath hitches, and I release the breath I didn’t know I had been holding. I want to try and be slow and seductive, but I just can’t. Once I’ve fully removed Kellan’s boxers, I finally allow myself the time to look over his naked form. His cock is so much bigger than I was expecting, and that’s a massive fucking understatement. His hard dick stands tall and falls all the way up onto his lower abdomen. I’m drawn towards the swollen tip that looks angry and purple, with beads of pre-cum seeping out.

Reaching out to grab hold of his dick, I take a moment to appreciate how beautiful it is. I may not have any fucking experience with this kind of thing, but there’s no denying that his cock is quite a vision. Before I’m able to grasp the big erection, Kellan reaches out to stop me. “Beautiful, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I would never force you to do this, and I can hear how much you’re hyperventilating. Don’t do anything you don’t want to do, Flower.”

Shaking my head and my hands, I shrug off his grasp on me. “I’m not hyperventilating. I’m trying to get control of my breathing because I’m so fucking turned on. I know I don’t have to do this, Kel. I actually want to. I want to taste you the way you just did for me. I want to make you fall apart on my tongue.”

A shiver ripples down Kellan’s body as I take hold of him. I'm quite surprised by how silky, velvety smooth his hard cock is, and I love the feel of it in my hand. Tightening my grip around the base of his shaft, my fingers struggle to meet, given how much girth he has. My hand looks so small compared to his long, thick dick. I don’t hesitate, and begin to pull down gently, before letting my hand travel upwards towards the swollen head and then back down again.

After a couple of thrusts, more beads of pre-cum pool on the tip of his cock, and Kellan’s responding groan is like music to my ears. I have never felt more powerful, beautiful, and in control than I do at this moment. It’s almost like I’m hypnotised by the glistening cum on the tip, and so I lean forward until I’m bent over. My tits are hanging low next to Kellan’s thighs and my ass and pussy are up in the air. I’m sure it’s quite a sight from behind, but I don’t care. I have one focus, and I firmly hold his shaft to direct him into my mouth.

As I wrap my lips around his swollen head, I flick my tongue across the head, tasting the salty fluid leaking from the tip. Kellan’s resulting groan echoes around us, and it’s the sexiest noise ever. It spurs me on further, and after swirling my tongue over the tip, I close my mouth over the top of his cock, and suck as though it’s my favourite lollipop.

After sucking the tip, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum, I then slowly begin moving my mouth farther down his cock, taking in as much of it as I can. As Kellan’s breath hitches, I look up at his through hooded eyes in time to see Kellan closing his eyes, his mouth falling open as his moans fill the air.

Seconds later, I slide my mouth up and down Kellan’s cock a few times, revelling in the taste and feel of his erection as it slides across my tongue. I thought I knew how I would feel doing this again for the first time in years. I thought it would be a triggering act, and something I would hate doing, and so I’m surprised to find that it’s quite the opposite of how I’m feeling. Not only am I enjoying bestowing pleasure on this beautiful man, but it’s actually making me feel confident and powerful. With each moan, each shiver that ripples through his body, and the way he quivers under my touch, it’s invigorating. It pushes me further.

I push my mouth farther down Kellan’s cock, forcing him deeper into my throat, and I watch as Kellan’s eyes fly open. Our eyes meet and he looks at me with awe as I push his cock farther and farther until he’s fully embedded in my throat. As I swallow, the bobbing sensation in my throat must feel amazing as Kellan doesn’t hold back in his moans. I watch his hands flutter, and I realise his instinct is to place his hands on my head, to guide or maybe even to control me, but he’s resisting doing this. He pushes his hands down by his sides and he grabs hold of the duvet cover to gain control over his hands. But I don’t want him to be in control, I want him to act on instinct.

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