Page 81 of Loved Out Loud
She parts her lips and draws my fingers into her mouth. Her gorgeous gray eyes stay locked on mine as she licks her arousal from my skin. I pull my hand away and take her lips with mine. The kiss deepens, and I grind my pelvis against hers, the taste of her cunt lacing every stroke of my tongue.
I break the kiss reluctantly and step off the bed. She looks up at me curiously as I drag her to the edge. I kneel down and grabthe vibrator out of the box, setting it on the nightstand beside me.
“Bring your legs up.” I pat my chest, so she knows where I want her.
She follows directions even though I can see in her eyes that she’s a bit hesitant. That hesitancy evaporates as soon as I slide my cock inside her. Her hot, wet pussy wraps around me like it was tailor made for me alone. I give her a few slow, teasing pumps before I reach over and grab the vibe.
Her eyes widen as I turn it onto its lowest setting. A steady, gentle buzzing fills the room as I lower the toy to her clit. I don’t move my gaze from her face as the silicone makes contact with her slick flesh. Her lips part with a low moan as I swirl the bullet shaped vibrator around her throbbing bundle of nerves.
The corner of my mouth lifts as I increase the speed and her pussy clenches around me. “How about a little more,” I say as I turn it up another notch.
She tries to wiggle away, her toes curled so hard they’re turning white as I feel the first flutters of her release. I pull nearly all the way out of her tight channel before thrusting back in. I grind my teeth as her pussy begins to flutter around me, her walls constricting. Right as she arches off the bed, I pull the toy away.
Her gaze snaps to mine. “Why did you stop?”
“Because I’m going to make you cum so hard you soak the bed.”
“You already soaked it.” She gives me a sly smirk.
“Just for that, I’m going to edge you even longer.”
I give her a few slow, lazy pumps and circle my thumb over her clit. She watches as I pick the vibrator back up and turn it on again. This time I keep a steady rhythm of fucking her while I run the tip of the toy all over her except for the one place I know she wants it most. She gasps at the feel of the slick siliconerubbing circles around her nipples and then tracing the crease of her thighs.
When I finally drag it back to her clit, she melts into the bed. I turn it back up to a higher speed and work her into a frenzy before backing off again. She growls adorably at me.
“What do you say, little Archer, when you want to come?”
“I say—” she cries out when I turn the speed up two more levels. “Please,” she whimpers. “Please let me come, Tyler.”
The use of my real name undoes me. My hips piston in and out of her at a frenzied pace. Blood beats in my veins like a war drum. I lower the heel of my palm to her mound as I keep the vibrator on her clit and my cock rocking in and out of her until I feel her entire body spasm under me. Her slick, warm skin combined with the vibrations makes it so hard to stop myself from release.
She quakes beneath me as a warm, wet gush runs down my length and over my balls. Part of me screams to pull out, so I can watch her squirt, but damn, it feels too good to pull away from her. She throws her head back, exposing the arch of her neck and thrusting her tits into the air with my name falling from her lips forcing me over the edge.
She cries out as I fill her with my own release, turning off the toy and setting it aside before wrapping my arm around her legs. Our bodies meld together into one being as waves of pleasure ripple through us. Her eyes meet mine as a soft smile lifts her lips. She doesn’t need to speak, neither of us do, to communicate just how incredible tonight has been.
I press a kiss to the arch of her left foot and then her right while I watch her float back down from the high. A powerful wave of love crashes through me. My heart thrashes against the confines of my ribcage as the realization sinks into me, heart, body, and soul.
Iloveher.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asks quietly.
I hesitate, part of me wanting to blurt out my realization, to share how fucking much I care about her. But another part of me knows she’s not ready for that yet. I don’t want to scare her. Or pressure her.
“You squirted.” I lift my lips into a cocky smirk. “Have you ever done that before?”
If she clocks my deflection, she doesn’t let on. “Is that what that was?” she asks with wide eyes. “I’ve never felt anything like that orgasm.”
“That makes two of us.” I gently lower her legs and pull out. “You’re fucking perfect.” I watch my glistening dick exit her body, a rope of cum trying desperately to keep us connected as my cock falls from her cunt, severing the final connection.
She whimpers at the loss of me. “Was the pegging okay?”
I’m astounded that she even has to ask, so I lower my body over hers until she’s caged between my arms and we’re nose to nose.
“I’ve never, ever in my life, come as hard as I did when you ran your fingers through my hair and called me a good boy. I didn’t even know that I’d like that as much as I did. So no, it wasn’t okay. It was earth-shattering, paradigm-realigning, body-breaking incredible.”
She runs her fingers through my hair. “So you’re saying I should become a Domme for hire.”
My body revolts at the thought of her with another man. I press a kiss to her lips and push off the bed, grabbing her hand to haul her up with me. “Or you could just be mine. I don’t want to share you.”
