Page 48 of Vice
The insides of her legs are glistening, wet with her desire for me, letting me know just how unbelievably turned on she is already. That’s a good sign. A seriously good sign. I reach down and stroke my fingers over her pussy, my pulse skipping all over the place when she grinds herself into my hand, searching for more pressure against her clit.
“Damn,” I hiss. “Greedy girl. You want me to touch you there? You want me to make you feel good?” I can’t see her face, and she’s not in a position to speak, but I can tell that the answer is yes. She rolls her hips, her legs shaking as she seeks out her pleasure, and I have to hold myself back.
Not yet. Not yet. Damn it, this is hard.
Natalia’s back arches clear off the bed as she moans loudly. Clearly my cock isn’t shutting her up sufficiently. I stand up, and I cup the back of her head in my hands, looking down into her eyes. “Take a deep breath, baby,” I advise her.
I feel the cold air rushing over my balls as she sucks in a lungful of oxygen through her nose. “I’m going to choke you with my cock now, okay? I’m going to make you gag on me, and you’re going to love it.”
Natalia doesn’t shy away. There’s nothing but lust in her eyes. I wait to see if she’s going to object, to shake her head or flat out tell me she doesn’t want me to, but instead she nods. Her eyes close, and so I do it. I sink myself deep into her throat.
Fuck, it feels so good. I begin to thrust, allowing myself to get just that little bit deeper each time. With her head kicked back, hanging off the edge of the bed, Natalia’s able to take all of me, right down to the base of my shaft. The very first time I feel the back of her throat, feel her gag reflex kick in, and her throat spasm, I pull out entirely, grabbing hold of my dick, stroking my hand up and down myself. I’m so wet from her mouth, covered in her saliva. I’m soaked down to my balls. Natalia gasps, her eyes wide. She’s so fucking good. I have to stop myself here, or I’m going to be tempted to get rougher, to hold her head in place while I fuck her mouth, and I don’t think either of us are ready for that. Not yet.
“Turn around,” I grind out. “Show me your pussy.”
Natalia moans again, and the sound is filled with need. She spins around on the bed, her cheeks red, the base of her neck the same flushed crimson. I spread her legs as wide as they will go, roughly pulling her toward me so that her pussy is now in alignment with the edge of the bed, instead of her head.
“God, you’re amazing,” I tell her. I can hardly believe how wet she is right now. How wet, and pink, and delicious. She props herself up on her elbows, watching me as I sink to my knees. She’s probably expecting me to go down on her, but I’m not. I’m going to indulge myself in vice number three: ass play.
As soon as my tongue hits her asshole, Natalia lets out a breathless shriek. I immediately stop what I’m doing. “Shhh. Don’t make a sound,” I command. “I mean it. Not a sound, Natalia.”
Her eyes roll back in her head as I take my tongue to her again. She tastes clean and sweet, and I can taste her pussy all over her. The smell of her excitement fills my head as I massage her with my tongue. I’m harder than I’ve ever been now. Harder than I probably ever will be. Natalia shakes and shivers as I stroke my tongue up and down over her ass. I can’t help myself as I probe; she tastes so fucking good that I just have to lick her everywhere. I tend to her in broad, long strokes, sweeping my tongue from her ass all the way up, sucking and licking at her swollen clit, and she shudders, her entire body trembling violently as I bring her close to orgasm. She digs her fingers into my hair, pulling, closing her legs around my head as I gently begin to tease her ass with my finger. Soon, I have my index finger easing its way into her ass, my middle finger inside her pussy, and my tongue still flicking and laving at her clit.
It must be an intense experience for her. It must be an overwhelming experience for her. One second she’s rocking against my mouth and my hand, the next she’s holding her breath and her legs are locked around my head as she comes.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
I’ve never been this turned on before. Never. As she locks up, frozen, unable to move as her body reacts to me, I push my tongue inside her pussy, groaning, while I rub the pad of my thumb over her clit in firm, quick circles.
“Shit. Oh shit. Please. Please!”
“Please what, Natalia? Please what?” I growl.
“Please fuck me. Please…fuck me…now,” she pants.
I’m more than willing to oblige her. I’m on the point of coming myself. I grab hold of the end of my dick, squeezing hard, trying to tamp down the feeling that I’m about to explode, but it doesn’t really help. I’m cursing, hissing the most colorful profanities when I slowly guide myself inside her. It feels…it feels like nothing else. She’s so fucking tight, for god’s sake.
Time to partake in vice number 4: choking.
I hold myself over her as I push myself deeper, and Natalia cried out. Just as I did back at the tree house, I cup my hand over her mouth, preventing her from making a sound. At the same time, I close my other hand around her throat, carefully closing off her windpipe. Her eyes round out, growing wide, and she holds onto my arm as I fuck her, driving myself inside her harder and harder each time.
“Come on my dick, Natalia. That’s it. That’s a good girl. Soak me. Drench me. I wanna feel you squirting all over my cock.”
To all of the women out there who claim they’re incapable of squirting, think again. You just haven’t had the right guy inside you yet. You haven’t had my cock inside you, pressing up against your g-spot, pushing you closer and closer toward an eventuality that simply can’t be avoided. My dick can make anyone squirt, and that’s a fucking fact.
Natalia finds this out as I hold my hands around her throat, slamming myself inside her, no longer holding back. As soon as I feel her muscles tense, her fingernails digging into my forearm, and I see her eyes roll back into her head, I know it’s about to happen. I let myself go. I’ve been warring with myself, holding off my own climax—a nearly fucking impossible task, given how amazing her pussy feels—but now I release control, and a wall of fire and insanity overcomes me. My cock throbs inside her as I come, and I plunge myself inside her as deep and as hard as I can, over and over again, spurred on by how wet Natalia is now that she’s done as I commanded and has come all over me.
“Good girl,” I tell her, brushing her hair back out of her face. “Such a good girl.” I release my hold on her throat, and she sucks in a relieved, frantic gasp of air.
“Oh my god. Oh my god, Cade,” she chants.
I kiss her, licking at her lips with my tongue, savoring the taste of sweat and passion on her mouth, knowing she will be able to taste her own pussy on mine. I shake my head, smiling a little as we both recover ourselves. I press my nose to the crook of her neck and I inhale deeply, commemorating the scent of her to my memory forever. Natalia runs her fingers gently up and down my back.
“I don’t want to go back to my room,” she whispers. “I want to stay here. With you.”
“Then stay.” It’s reckless and so fucking dangerous for her to sleep here, but I can’t bring myself to let her go just yet. As I roll over, spinning her over too, so that her head is lying on my chest, I realize something, and it’s pretty fucking scary.
I don’t ever want to let her go.
