Page 52 of Silent Count
I take her other breast in my hand, squeezing it as I twirl my tongue around the other to ease the sting from my bite, then pull back to look her in the eye. “I want to make you feel everything.” With my free hand, I tuck one of her curls behind her ear.
“Come here.” Her hand that’s wrapped around my neck guides me to her mouth. She traces my lips with her tongue, then slides it into my mouth, matching me stroke for stroke. Her other hand takes mine off her breast and moves it down to her center. “I want you here.” She covers my hand with hers and pushes our middle fingers into her pussy.
“Oh shit.” My cock jumps as we slide our fingers into her.
“Yes,” she moans. “More.” She pulls her hand away and reaches for my erection, nestled between us.
I pump my finger in and out, then add another to stretch her out. She’s hot and tight, and there’s no way I’ll fit if I don’t relax her a little more. “Feels like silk, baby. Open your legs wider for me.”
She pulls her legs up and props her heels on the edge of the counter, completely spread wide. “Like this?” She smirks.
“Just like that.” I lean forward and take her bottom lip and suck it between mine, then release it with a pop. “You look so pretty, spread out like this for me. Your pussy is dripping. All. For. Me.”
I tilt my head and kiss her again, plunging my tongue deep inside her mouth. My hips start rocking in rhythm with my fingers pumping in and out of her.
She pulls back, breathing heavy. “For you. And before I come, I want you to get on your knees and taste me.”
Goddamn.
When I start to feel her inner muscles contract, I pull my hand away and drop to my knees. With my thumbs, I spread her lips and swipe my tongue through her heat.
“Fuck yes. I want you to come on my tongue.”
“Yes, please. Just like that.” One of her hands is bracing her body, and the other hand moves to the top of my head. She grabs a handful of my hair, holding it. “Add your fingers and suck on my clit.”
Jesus, this woman is gonna kill me. I fist my cock in one hand to ease some of the pressure while I slide two fingers into her with my other hand. I twirl my tongue around her clit, then wrap my lips around the nub and suck, making her hips lift from the counter. There’s no doubt this countertop will need a thorough cleaning when I’m done with her. She’s making a mess of it, and I love it.
“Bo,” she gasps, and when I look up at her, she tilts her head back. “Fuck. I’m gonna come. Add another finger and swirl your tongue like you did before. I’m so close.”
My pre-cum is leaking down my shaft, and I’m close to coming too. I have about a minute to decide if I’m coming in my hand or in her pussy. “Do you want to come like this or with my dick inside of you?” I still my hand inside of her.
She looks back at me, her chest rising up and down, and rolls her hips, fucking my hand. “I want your cock, but I’m not gonna last long.” Her inner walls squeeze me. “I’m on the pill, and I was tested over the summer.” Her fingers trace my face to my wet mouth. “I want you bare. Are you clean?”
“Yes, I’m clean,” I choke out.
I’ve never had sex without a condom. But I might die if I don’t get inside of her, so I’ll question my recklessness later when the man downstairs isn’t in control.
“Then get up here and fuck me, Bo.” She sits up as I remove my hand.
Bringing my fingers up, I put them into my mouth and suck, and then I pull them out slowly. “Fuck, you taste good.”
I wipe my thumb across her bottom lip, and her tongue peeks out, licking it.
I push my sweats down my legs and kick them to the side. Chelsea is looking at me like she wants to swallow me whole. And I fucking love it.
“Before we do this, I just want you to know that this isn’t a onetime thing for me. I want you. Not just tonight. I want to know everything about you, see inside your mind, and I want to own your body. Will you let me?”
She blinks slowly and swallows. “I’ll give you everything I can. I don’t want anyone else but you, Bo,” she says with a whisper. “Only you.”
“I’ll take it. In the meantime, I am yours. All of me.” I grip the base of my cock and rub the head through her wetness and circle her clit. I look up at her and see her eyes locked on my dick. “You like that, baby?”
She nods. “I need you inside me.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I smirk at her, and she smiles back at me. Then I grab her legs under her knees and pull her closer to the edge of the counter. I push inside her heat slowly with short thrusts, letting her adjust to my size, both of us groaning loudly. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight. I thought three fingers would be enough to get you ready for me.”
“It stings but in a good way. Keep going. Deeper.” She wraps her arms around my shoulders. “I need to feel you deeper.”
I push in all the way into the hilt and stop. If I move, I’ll definitely come, and I need her to come first. “Chels, you feel so good. Please tell me you’re close. I can’t be a one-pump loser.”
