Page 60 of Lucy
“Please, Chase. Please fuck me.” I whined then bit my bottom lip. He let out an animalistic noise and tugged on my lip with his teeth while his hands slipped between my thighs.
“Damn, Lucy.” He pulled his hand back and his fingers were soaked. He licked them and I thought I would lose my shit. “Can I take my time with you?” He asked.
“No. I want you right now.”
“I haven’t been with a woman in two years. I’m taking my fucking time. Stop being so goddamn bossy.” His thick fingers spread me open and rubbed my clit until a puddle spread beneath my body.
“Chase, please!” I shouted, tossing my head back into the pillows.
“Shh, I want to taste you first.” He kissed a trail down my throat to my collarbones and when he lifted my shirt and saw my tits he growled. “Your nipples are pierced?” He tugged on them one by one with his teeth until I screamed for him. “I could spend all day on your perfect body.” He kissed my stomach and then moved to my trembling thighs. “Should have known my crazy girl would be pierced here too.” His tongue was wet and hot against my pussy and I moaned like a woman possessed.
I thought my soul would leave my body the way Chase licked and sucked on my slippery cunt. He hooked a finger inside of me and I gasped. “You’re so fucking tight, Lucy. I don’t think two fingers will fit in your tight little pussy.”
“Make it fit,” I begged, bucking my hips involuntarily.
“Make it fit? If my fingers are stretching you like this, what do you think my dick is going to do?”
“Ruin me,” I breathed raggedly.
“Do you want me to ruin you?”
“Yes. Destroy me.” He sucked my clit, rolling his tongue over my piercing until I thought I’d pass out. When I opened my eyes again, Chase was hovering over me, pinning my thighs open. I dared to look down and saw his beautiful dick.
Lord, take me to heaven now because this man is going to murder me.
“Lucy, I don’t have any condoms,” he groaned.
“I don’t care.” We were too close to stop.
“I can’t do that to you, darling.”
“Chase, pull out.” I was seriously thinking about having his kids right then. I needed to feel him inside of me.
“What if I can’t?” He slapped my pussy with his cock and I let out a cry.
“You can.”
“You sure you’re okay with it?”
“Yes!” I nearly bit his head off but he silenced me the moment his dick was inside of me. It stretched me until I thought I would shatter into a million tiny pieces. “Chase! Oh, God, Chase!” I clawed at his back and he thrust deeper, pushing my legs onto his shoulders. I felt like a rag doll beneath him.
I didn’t care. He could break me. He could do whatever he wanted. The way he fucked me was slow and smoldering. It felt like he’d waited his entire life to feed my hunger. It felt like I’d waited my entire life to feast on him.
His strong, deep strokes pushed me to the edge until I trembled and shook. Until pleasure curled around me like thick tendrils of smoke and choked me just as easily. I came in waves of moans and pleas to the lord.
Please…
Don’t ever let this end.
Chase’s body stiffened and his motions jerked with each thrust pushing him closer to his climax. “Pull out, Chase,” I moaned such contradictory words because every cell in my body wanted him to stay inside of me. I wanted to feel him cum. I wanted him to fill me up.
I whimpered when he pulled out and I moaned when his heat shot onto my stomach and up to my breasts. I stared at his face in the most intimate of moments. I wanted to etch it inside of my memory.
I made him cum like that.
“Shit, Lucy.” He leaned down and kissed me, feeding me his tongue.
It was better than Fruit Rollups.
Better than whiskey.
It was my new addiction.
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