He pushes up onto his elbow and looks down at me, using a single finger to trace my neck, my clavicle, my breast, and then lower.
“You’re perfect,” he murmurs as his fingers continue to trace everywhere but where I need them.
“Auggie,” I whimper as I flex my hips, seeking his touch.
“I got you, sweetheart,” he says. And I feel like his words are a double entendre.
I melt into the bed as his fingers slowly spread me open and circle my entrance. I buck against him, but he pulls back until I settle, then he continues his exploration of my most private flesh. He’s seen a whole hell of a lot of it recently, but the way he touches me now, it’s as if he hasn’t seen me at all before this very moment.
I finally give in to his slow, torturous movements, letting him open me and circle me, and then when I don’t think I can take another minute of it, he plunges a finger inside me. It only takes a few precise movements of his finger against my G-spot for me to orgasm.
I cry out his name. I realize then, that aside from his finger, he wasn’t touching me at all. He had brought me to the precipice with just a single finger. The man was a sex god.
“I need to taste you, now,” he says with some urgency, but I have other plans.
“OK,” I say, sitting up. He looks at me confused until I push him down and kneel over his face, so I’m facing his cock. Then, my intentions become very, very clear. He smirks as I lower myself down until I feel the swipe of his tongue against my clit. I shudder at the sensation on my oversensitive flesh. His cock bobs against his perfectly sculpted abs and I lean forward to swirl my tongue over the tip.
His groan vibrates against my sensitive bud and I tremble as he licks at me. His torso is too long for me to take him all the way in my mouth, but his moans tell me that he’s enjoying each lick and suck along his long, veiny member. Auggie’s uncircumcised penis had been a new experience for me. I had thanked my bestie, Emma, for forcing me to watch European porn online one night, otherwise, I wouldn’t have had a clue as to what to do.
I’m so engrossed in my task that I almost miss his mouth moving along my slit and up my backside, to a hole that hasn’t been licked before. Is that even sanitary? I jump at first, but he growls and pushes my ass against his mouth as I feel his finger plunge inside me. The combination is too much, and I cry out as I come, my inner walls clenching down on his finger.
He wastes no time in pulling out a condom from the bedside table and handing it to me. I sheathe him and slowly sink down, letting him spread me open as my body weight forces me to be impaled on his cock.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he moans as his hands grab my hips. He arches up and I swear he pushes inside me to a part no other man has touched. It’s almost painful, but I want more.
“Lean forward,” he urges me as he places a hand on my back. I do and we start to find a pace. His hand reaches around me, and he circles my clit as I ride him. The combination lights another fire inside me and I lose track of time and everything. The only things existing in the world right now, are Auggie and me. And the only feeling I have is the sensation of his massive erection as it pushes inside me over and over.
His thrusts become faster and I feel myself climbing again. “So close,” I murmur.
He doesn’t respond but his fingers circling my clit, speed up and that’s when the orgasm hits. It’s an orgasm to end all orgasms. My whole body convulses, my muscles spasming; I come so hard I can’t even vocalize anything, my mouth falls open in a silent cry as I feel Auggie’s enormous dick pulse inside me. My name on his voice is the only sound I hear above the blood whooshing in my ears. He pulls me back and I fall onto his chest as I stare up at the ceiling in awe of the power this man has over my body.
After a few minutes of learning to breathe again, I giggle.
“What’s so funny?” he asks.
“I don’t think I can ever move again,” I say as the need for sleep slowly starts to overpower me.
“Good because I don’t want you to move, ever,” he confirms.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
August
I roll off the bed and hold out my hand to Kate. She gives me a curious look but follows me through the bathroom, where I dispose of the condom. I open the door to the shower and her mouth drops open.
“There’s a glass window in the shower,” she states looking at it. I grin. I love this shower and the glass is one-way, so no one can see us. I decide to test her. I’m curious if she will come in here if she doesn’t know that she can’t be seen by the security staff roaming the grounds.
“Afraid of being seen?”
She bites her lips. I can see her warring with herself before she shakes her head and steps inside. She’s braver than I gave her credit for.
She peers out the window at the gardens surrounding the house. I walk in and wrap my arms around her. She sighs as I caress her.
My hand travels down her belly and cups her sex. I need her to know how I feel without flat out telling her that I’m falling for her. “This is mine,” I whisper into her ear right before I bite her earlobe. She moans and grinds against my hand.
“Yours,” she repeats.
I don’t say all my other thoughts because I’m still processing them. I want her, shit, I need her. I push away all my scattered thoughts as I push a single finger inside her. I feel my cock spring to life as her wetness drips down my finger.