Page 36 of Conflagration
I watch as she grabs a towel and tries to dry herself off, but the damage is done. Her hard nipples are on full display through the wet, white T-shirt. I get distracted staring at them until she snaps her fingers and I look up to see her grinning at me.
“Doctor’s orders, baby. Only way to work around the whole ‘no strenuous activity’ thing. And come on. I’ve never gotten a complaint.”
She just shakes her head then holds her hand out. I brace my other one against the tub and slowly lift my hips until I’m sitting on the edge. She helps me stand before she goes to work drying me off, being as thorough as usual.
“Baby, you wanna stroke my dick, just say so. No need for the pretense of the towel,” I tease, my hand capturing her wrist as she goes over it one more time. “Do we have time?”
Stopping her movements, she drops the towel and looks up at me. “Time?” she asks.
I take the bottom of her wet T-shirt and, in one swift move, have it up and over her head, throwing it on top of the towel. “Ariana, I’m losing this cast today. The least we could do is have one last good fuck to commemorate the occasion. It’s seen a lot of good times. It only seems fair.”
Her eyes dance with amusement, and without a word, she turns and goes into the bedroom, leaving me standing there with my throbbing erection. Grabbing my crutches, I follow her slowly but surely. When I get into the room, I stop in my tracks.
Ariana’s sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide. I have the perfect view of her pussy, wet and glistening as she waits for me to come fill her up.
“Fucking perfect,” I mutter, tossing my crutches aside and moving towards her. They clatter on the ground, but I ignore the sound. Only a small amount of pain registers, and I still try to keep most of the weight on my left leg, but holy fuck. If I don’t get inside her now, I’m going to explode.
As soon as I get to her, she spreads her legs wider, so ready and willing for me. “We don’t have much time, but how could I say no to your request?”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m so fucking turned on. This won’t take long.” I lean over to the nightstand and grab the box of condoms. “Motherfucker!” I shout, tossing the empty box onto the floor.
She sits up straighter and looks down at the floor then back up at me, a disappointed look on her face. “I guess one economy-sized box wasn’t enough,” she laments, pressing her head against my shoulder, exhaling deeply.
Slowly, I push her back, my hand coming up to cup her neck, my thumb stroking her feminine jawline as I position myself at her entrance. “Do you trust me?” I ask her, watching her eyes dart back and forth between mine.
“Wha…what?” she breathes, not taking her eyes off mine.
“I’ll take care of you, Ariana. I promise. Now, do you trust me?”
She deflates a little, and my ego takes a hit. Not that I blame her. I’m out-of-my-mind fucking crazy right now, and at least she’s being sane enough for the both of us. At least that’s what I think until she sits up straighter and wraps her legs around my waist, causing the tip of my dick to slip right inside her warm cunt.
“I do. I trust you, Branson. More than I’ve ever trusted anyone.” Her legs tighten and she rotates her hips, letting me know she wants this. She wants me.
With the knowledge that she trusts me, some deep-down primal urge to take her bareback rises up in me, telling me just to do it. Let nature take its course and see what the fuck happens. The careful, practical part is drowned out by the roaring sensations of pleasure that accost my dick when she shifts again, pulling me in farther. And I’m a goner.
Without warning, I grip her hips and hold her still as I push mine forward in one swift motion, slamming into her with the heated intensity that’s burning inside me. The force of my thrust causes her to cry out, her nails digging into my flesh. Sharp, pleasurable sensations of pain run down the length of my back, causing me to pause just as I’m completely enveloped inside her hot sheath.
I withdraw slowly, allowing my dick to savor the feeling of her, hot and tight, around me until only just the tip remains inside. The sound of her whimpering at the loss drives me wild, and it causes my control to waver slightly.
"Branson," she breathes out as she tries to push her hips forward. My hold on them is firm, and she struggles to move, but I won't let her. "Please. I'm so close already. Fuck me hard and fuck me fast."
I'd planned on making her beg, but it seems like my woman's already one step ahead of me. "You got it, baby," I growl, thrusting into her again.
This time when I pull out, I slam right back into her. Her eyes blaze with lust as she grits her teeth with each plunge of my cock. Each time, I bury myself as deep as I can, and she tries to assist, using her legs to pull me in as her pussy grips my cock. She rocks her hips, grinding against me, her clit rubbing against my groin. Apparently, she's found her perfect rhythm.
As she massages her hard nub against me, I speed up my movements and pound into her, each thrust harder and deeper until I feel her walls clenching. Rolling my hips, I give her more friction, and she grinds even harder.
"Come, Ariana," I order.
Her hands grip my shoulders and she throws her head back, her eyes closed as pleasure washes over her. "Oh God, Branson, yes. I'm coming," she moans as she continues to rock against me, my dick more than ready to release inside her.
I let go of the hold on my resolve and tumble right over the edge into ecstasy with her. At the last second, I push her back onto the bed and slip out of her, shooting my release onto her flat, naked belly.
As I catch my breath, she lifts up onto her elbows and eyes me thoughtfully. "You know that whole come-on-command thing?" she asks, and I give her a cocky smile. "I thought that was just something made up in the movies. I never thought it could happen in real life." She grins as my cock twitches proudly against her stomach.
"It's all about the timing, and well, since I consider myself a subject-matter expert on your pussy, I knew you were close and took my chances."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to figure out a way to switch things up. Keep you on your toes."
