Page 27 of Bastard

She nodded quickly. “Makes this part feel more intense. I like it.”

Yes. She. Did.

Every inch required pressure to stretch her channel around me, lubricating my erection until it pressed even deeper. Sam panted, her eyes fluttering closed and then forcing them open again just so she could watch my cock disappear inside her.

I grabbed her hips and pressed the last part of the way in. She cried out like she was about to come, but then settled, arms tight around me, panting hard.

I leaned back and cupped her breasts, kissing them. “I promised to make you feel good. How am I doing?”

“Brilliant. A plus. Star pupil.”

I nibbled one breast then the other, mostly because it made her channel squeeze me, but also because I loved playing with them. I was sure heaven was just me in bed with Sam licking her breasts for eternity while fucking.

Period. The end.

“If you keep doing that I’ll talk dirty to you.”

Well…if she was going to offer…I flicked her nipple and sucked.

“Your cock is so deep inside me I can barely breathe.”

My dick twitched in appreciation of this first shot of dirty talk and Sam gasped at the added friction.

“When you tongue my nipples I feel like I could come forever. Like…actually forever. It’s why I never want you to stop. And then…and then…oh god yes like that.”

I swirled in circles before flicking and sucking, palming her other breast and giving the nipple a soft pinch.

“I love watching you fill me, but even more? I love watching you play with me. That night in the window? I dream about it. When we’re not together? I touch myself in the shower remembering it.”

Jesus. I almost blew my load at the idea of Sam getting off on that. Did she see her reflection in the bathroom mirror and play out what I did for her beat by beat? Fucking hot.

“You touch me and I feel good. And then good turns to amazing, and then amazing turns to heaven. And I want to watch it all.”

What I wouldn’t give for a mirror right now. My dick began to ache and I moved my hips a little hoping for relief.

“Oh yes. Do that. I’ll keep talking.”

So while she babbled, I sucked on her nipples and rocked my erection in and out of her a few inches at a time. When she came the first time I eased up on the suction, but kept going, ramping my thrusts back up and then my suction. It was easier now that she’d stretched around me. Everything was wet and slick, and my dick glided fairly easily. I didn’t know how much longer I could keep this angle working, but I would go as long as Sam wanted me to.

“Your cock is perfect. Every time you fill me up? I feel it everywhere. So full. Not so big we can’t have fun though. Perfect. Sometimes I fantasize about you tying me up when you play with me, but I think it’s just because I feel so good when you do that I want it to always happen. So the fantasy is, you know, eternal pleasure. But I also really get off on the way you fuck me when you’re ready. The times like this when you hold back a while, make me feel good, maybe…oh god…yes!” She laughed for a second, gasping. “But then you have this look come over you. The fuck me look. I know you’re going to pound away until you come and it's just so hot, Jace.”

Well that was good to know since it was about to happen.

I pushed her breasts together, pointing her nipples towards each other. “Babe. I fucking love your tits. I will play with them all day every day.” And then I lapped at them both at the same time, flicking my tongue between them while rocking my hips in and out in the same rhythm.

“Fuck!” She grabbed my shoulders, her whole body tensing at once.

I kept doing what I was doing. Tongue flicking, dick plunging, until she came again, slicking my cock even more. I got faster, deeper, harder. Becoming that man she just described. She kept coming around me even after I stopped sucking and grabbed her by the hips so I could take her harder. Her orgasm slowed but she stayed tense. There was more still to come.

I took my time, fucking her the way I desperately needed to. Wild. I took her hard and deep, making her yell my name into the Bay air. No one would hear her. The friction felt good and seeing her breasts bounce in my face was even better. She took it all. Even asked for more. Encouraging me to take what I needed. It probably helped that she was on the verge of orgasm the whole time. The way our bodies slammed together had to feel good for her too. I know it did for me.

“Yes!” She whispered. “Yes, fuck me, Jace! Take me harder. More! Yes!”

I channeled all my stress into my thrusts, becoming a jackhammer. Each pump of my hips disintegrated a worry and in return, built Sam and me up closer to ecstasy. Her channel began to tighten, making it harder to thrust, turning it into a fight to be inside her. So I thrust harder, forcing my way in.

“I want to feel you, Sam.” Squeeze me tighter. Make me work for it. But she stayed just like that. Tense. Right on the verge without tipping over the cliff. “Come on baby. Come on.” I began to tap at her swollen clit. She seemed to like that because she released the death grip on my shoulders and leaned back, breasts in the air, giving me access. With more room I was able to tap faster and harder, then, when she still didn’t come, I slapped her clit.

“Yes! That! That!”

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