Page 24 of Body Checking
“Did it hurt?” I ask him, still not pulling my eyes away.
“Like a motherfucker. But it will be so worth it when you see nirvana.” The thought makes me shiver with anticipation. “Lick it. Feel it on your tongue.”
I watch the way his eyes grow dark and I languidly drop to my knees, wanting to not just give it a lick but really feel him. I look directly at the engorged head and swipe the bead of cum that has gathered at the tip. My tongue touches the hard steel –and I don’t mean his dick– and I suck the ring into my mouth. I lift my eyes to meet his and see his nostrils flare.
I pull back, moisten my lips, then let them slide down. My mouth stretches impossibly wide, tugging painfully at the corners. My eyes water as his length pushes further and further down my throat and I keep going until I feel it start to constrict. He hisses and digs his fingers into the smooth waves of my hair.
The cold metal strokes the sensitive skin and my neck bulges. The vibration of my moan echoes in my ears, andthe response it elicits from Cade results in a yanking of my strands.
“Fuck, Maren. You swallow me so good.” His palm presses on the back of my head and he encourages me to take him deeper.
Drool builds and drips from the corner of my mouth, and I feel myself start to gag. He must too because he removes his heavy palm from my head. Cade takes my hand and pulls me to my feet. He toes out of his shoes and then his jeans before picking me up.
“No. What are you doing? Put me down,” I tell him, my voice shaking with nerves.
“I will. Right,” he moves around the couch and places me on the cushion. “There.”
He drops to his knees then glides my panties down my legs and tosses them aside. He
smooths his hands across my skin and spreads my thighs wide. The tips of his fingers are rough and scratch against my hot flesh, leaving a trail of fire from his touch.
“Look at that perfect pussy. Pink and dripping wet. Is that all for me, sweetheart?” I nod with a bite of my lip and he thumbs my clit.
He begins kissing me starting at my ankle, and works his way up until he reaches my apex. I’m spread wide and he tongues at my clit. I gasp and wiggle my hips, begging formore. His hands slide under my legs and he yanks me to the edge of the cushion. My legs are thrown over his shoulders and I reach behind me and grip the back of the sofa to keep myself from falling.
I hear him inhale right before swiping his tongue the full length of my seam. I feel my breathing grow heavy as he continues to lick me. His tongue is strong and powerful and lights up every nerve. He gives a small nip to my clit and I jump at the sudden bite, but then I sink back into him.
Two fingers begin to prod at my entrance slowly. They tease, pushing in the smallest bit, then are gone as soon as they appear. I grow frustrated, wanting all of him. When he does it again, I move my hips and force them inside of me. As he sucks my clit and pussy lips into his mouth, he lets his fingers crook and plunge and scissor.
“So good,” I moan and he nods his head, his nose rubbing just the right spot.
A wanton mewl leaves my lips and he does it again. The friction hits my pleasure point perfectly and I gyrate, taking more and more. I puff out short, shallow breaths and I can feel myself nearing orgasm. Cade wraps his arms around my thighs and uses them to anchor himself to me as he goes faster and dives deeper.
I draw closer still, feeling like I’m walking down a hall and the light is growing nearer and brighter. My whining grows louder and louder until I finally reach the end of the tunnel. Bursts of bright white explode behind my lids. My toes curl and my body shakes as the orgasm continues to plow through me. I feel like minutes pass before I feel the last drop drain from me.
I open my eyes and see him come away with a smile. His mouth glistens with me and his tongue circles over his lips like he’s licking the remnants of his dessert.
“Delicious,” he emphasizes and drops my legs.
They fall heavy and limp and thud against the floor. I get almost no recovery time because he rises and scoops me up. I’m spun around like a toy top until I’m planted on my knees facing the opposite direction on the couch cushion.
“Do you need me to wear a condom? I will but I promise it will feel so much better if I don’t.”
“No. Don’t wear one. I always used one with Wa–I just always used one.”
“I promise I get tested regularly and it’s been several months since I’ve fucked anyone.” I get a small sense of satisfaction hearing it’s been a while, but my stomach falls knowing his number is probably triple what mine is.
I push the thought away and focus on the fact that he’s here with me now. No one or nothing else matters.
His dick nudges at my entrance and he slides in. He goes slow but I want him to just dive in. Get it all over with and deal with effects in one stride. The prolonging only draws attention to his size.
I squeeze my eyes shut and grind my teeth the deeper he goes. The nicknameHammerisn’t one I would’ve given him. Third arm or even ten foot pole comes to mind. Those fit him more adequately.
The pinch of his fingers gripping my hips is only clouded by the force of his thrust.
“Cade. Oh god,” I cry.
I can feel the ring rub against my walls, and it’s a sensation I have no comparison for. I tingle from my toes to my ears and clench from the mixture of pleasure and pain.
