Page 49 of Reckless At Raleigh High
My tongue makes contact with her skin, just below her belly button, and the clean, lightly floral fragrance of her floods my senses. I try to bite back the harsh snarl that climbs up the back of my throat, hoping to soften the sound, to make sure I don’t come across like a wild animal that’s about to tear her apart. I fail epically, though. “Open,” I demand. “Feet up. Bend your legs. Let your knees fall open. I want unrestricted access.”
“Alex—”
“Do it right now or I’ll arrange you how I want you myself.”
She stutters out a shallow moan, but she slowly moves, placing her feet flat against the bed, letting her knees fall out so her pussy is exposed to me, not a part of her hidden from me. Her flesh is just as wet as I’d hoped. Pink, and plump and beautiful. From the hood of her clit to the opening of her pussy, she’s slick, her flesh ready and begging to be licked clean.
“I want your come on my tongue,” I growl, nipping the inside of her thigh with my front teeth. “I want you to come so fucking hard I feel you pulsing around my fingers, Silver. Are you gonna give me what I want?”
Her hips buck away from the bed again, her movements urgent and desperate. “Ye-yes. Fuck. Oh my god, Alex.”
“You need it, don’t you? You’re desperate for me to make you come.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she pants. “Please.”
I haven’t touched her. I’m so close, she can feel my hot breath the most intimate, private parts of her body; I can tell by the way her skin has broken out in goosebumps. She reaches her hands down, digging her fingers into the inside of her thighs, like the crescents of her nails gouging into her skin will relieve some of the pressure building between her legs. She whimpers, sounding pained, and my protective, possessive side roars in my ears. “Don’t worry. Shh,tesoro. It’s okay.Ti faro stare bene. Lo prometto.”She has no idea what I’m saying, no idea that I’m reassuring her, swearing to take care of her. But she doesn’t need to hear me say it. SheknowsI’m going to do it, no matter what.
I take hold of my dick, squeezing the tip, shuddering as a wall of pleasure rocks through me. I allow myself five torturously slow strokes before I get onto my knees and I fall between Silver’s legs. She cries out, fisting my hair, as I sweep my tongue over her, tasting and exploring every part of her, her thighs tightening around my head as she loses control of herself.
Focusing on her clit, I get to work, making sure she feels every flick I administer with the tip of my tongue. I use my fingers, pushing one, and then two digits inside her, pumping them slowly, bringing her to a boil as her pleasure mounts.
I love fucking Silver. Being inside of her is a religious experience. This feels better, though. Being selfless, doing something purely for her and only her, fills me with a deep sense gratification that can’t be beaten. Nothing in this life brings me more pleasure than making her come with my fingers and my mouth.Nothing.
She shakes, vibrating so hard, I almost have to hold her down on the bed. With her thighs still gripping my head, I can hear my pulse churning in my own ears. Fuck, the taste of her, the smell of her, the frantic way she angles herself up to me, giving me access to her pussy—it fucking turns me on more than I can stand. I rock into the mattress, unable to stop myself, my dick throbbing as I drive it up into the twisted bed sheets, and it feels so good that I groan, my breath heavy, into Silver’s thigh.
Again, my roll my hips, the tip of my erection rubbing against the bed, trapped between my body and the mattress, and a mindless, depraved animal urge tells me to keep going. I stop myself, forcing myself to hold back. But only just.
God, I need her. I need her so fucking bad.
Sliding my fingers into her, I stroke up and toward myself in a beckoning motion, searching for the one spot inside her that will make her fucking implode. It doesn’t take long to find it. I brace, locking my arm around Silver, making sure I have a tight hold on her, and then I apply the slightest pressure…
“Oh! Oh god, oh god, oh god!” Silver’s back tries to arch away from the bed, but I have her expertly pinned down, holding her in place. “Alex! Alex, I’m gonna—”
She still, tensed, muscles locked up, straining against me. I continue to lick and lave at her, sucking gently at her clit, knowing precisely how intense that’s bound to feel with a monster of an orgasm creeping up on her. In seconds, Silver bears down, her pussy tightening around my fingers just like I wanted it to, and she lets out a high-pitched wordless scream that echoes around the bedroom.
She shudders, trying to bring her knees up to her chest, trying to roll away from me, but I bury my face deeper into her pussy, feasting on her, driving my tongue up inside her until she can’t take it anymore and she’s pulling me from between her legs by my hair.
“Alex! Alex, holy fuck! God, stop, I can’t…I can’t…I can’t…”
I relent. Takes a lot of doing, but I manage. I sit back onto my heels, surveying the mess I’ve made of her, filled with a ruthless pride. She’s struggling to breathe, fighting to pull air down into her lungs. Her face is beet red, not to mention her neck and the top of her chest. With her eyes still rolled back into her head, her mouth a little open, her arms and legs splayed haphazardly on the bed, she looks like a girl who just got her ass handed by a gold medalist in the orgasm Olympics.
“Silver.” My voice is filled with warning. Almost menacing. I can’t fucking help it, though. Seeing her like this…I’m hanging onto my self-control by a very frayed thread.
Silver opens her eyes, looking at me, her pupils so blown that her irises are nearly gone altogether. “More,” she whispers. “Fuck me, Alex. God, I want you to fuck me so bad.”
My balls tighten, sending a powerful wave of need chasing up my back. I wasn’t planning on holding back. Maybe giving her a minute to recover, perhaps, but with statements like that coming out of her mouth, I’m well and truly fucked.
I descend on her, taking her in my arms, cradling her in one arm, holding her head off the bed, while I support myself with the other. “Tell me if it’s too much,” I warn her through gritted teeth. “You say the word, and I’ll fucking stop.”
She gasps, her eyes going wide as I slam myself up inside her.
“Oh…my…god…”she whispers.
I fight to hold myself still for a second, to give her a chance to get used to the feeling of me inside her, all the way to the hilt, and it’s the hardest thing I’ve had to do in a very long time. Her pale eyes are locked onto me, staring into my soul in the darkness, and it feels as though one more piece of puzzle is clicking into place. The moment’s laden with tension, our breath caught in both our throats, as we stare at one another…
Her fingers lightly trace the side of my face. “I love you,” she whispers.
“I love you, too,cara.You’re my entire fucking world.”
