by Chloe Maddox
“How so?”
He buried his face in between my breasts and began to nuzzle my nipples. Once they were erect, he began to draw circles around them with his tongue causing my hips to buck reflexively.
“I can smell how wet you are, Roxanne, and it’s making me want to thrust into you and just stay there.”
My nails began to dig into his back as I threw my head back and moaned. He took my breasts in his mouth and began to bite and suckle while another hand traveled down to the waistband of my jeans.
His finger disappeared inside and stayed on top of my panties, drawing lazy patterns.
Holy shit.
He was going to make me come without even touching me.
That would certainly be a first.
One finger darted in then out before I could keep it there, and I could feel his hands removing themselves much to my dismay.
“Open your eyes, Roxanne.”
My eyes fluttered opened, and I watched as he held up his finger and sniffed as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. “You smell fucking amazing, Roxanne.”
His tongue darted out to lick his finger. “And I can’t wait to taste you.”
“What are you waiting for then?” I lowered my gaze.
“You’re not getting there that easily, princess. I’m going to make you beg for it first,” he announced, his voice dripping with pent up frustration.
Before I could say anything else, he threw me over his shoulder and strode forward towards the couch where he slowly set me down. I immediately sat up and gazed at him as he took off his pants in one swift movement.
They pooled around his ankles, and he easily kicked them away before his body covered mine once more. His bulge was massive beneath his boxers, and I wondered just how big he was.
“Spread your legs for me, Roxy,” he instructed. Once I did as I was told, he began to kiss my collarbone, my breasts, down my stomach and ending right on top of my jeans. He flicked the button open with one finger, and he slowly helped me out of the jeans.
He chucked them to a corner of the room, and he paused as his eyes hungrily roamed over my skin. He lifted my leg up and threw it over his shoulder as he began to kiss around the inside of my thighs, but never quite where I wanted him to.
My fingers splayed themselves across his ass, and I squeezed meaningfully. He rumbled against my skin. “No cheating, princess. I’m in charge here.”
He reached around and brought both of my hands up over my neck, so they were in a vice like grip. He reached behind me, yanked a belt and looped it around my hands tight enough, so I wouldn’t be able to undo it, but not so tight that it would be uncomfortable.
“You’re all mine,” he said. “And once I’m inside your pussy, you’ll never want anybody else.”
A hoarse laugh escaped my mouth. “No chance of that happening.”
“Oh, I intend on holding you to that,” he said, wickedly as he shoved down his boxers, letting his erection spring free.
My eyes widened into saucers as I noticed the length of him. He was enormous! The tip of his dick was pulsing with barely concealed effort, and I gulped as I stared at his package then down.
“You’re so big,” I whispered, reverently. “I’m not sure you’re going to fit.”
Chris laughed. “You don’t have to worry about that. You’ll stretch to accommodate me. Besides, it’ll feel so much better for you when you’re used to it.”
I nodded.
His body lay across mine once more, and he positioned himself, so he was right at my center with only my underwear separating us.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” I wriggled my hips suggestively.
“No. As much as I’m dying to feel your tight wet pussy, I’m going to make sure you’re good and ready first.”
“Good and ready? How much more could there possibly be?” I asked, hating the hint of desperation that leaked into my voice.
I couldn’t help it though. Here I was, about to spontaneously combust with desire, and he was talking about being good and ready.
Was he purposefully hoping to drive me insane before he finally gave me what I wanted?
Chris gave me a wicked smirk. “Oh, there’s so much more, believe me.”
He lowered his mouth to my core and with the edge of his teeth, he lowered my panties all the way down, and he threw them away till I was fully naked beneath him.
I had never before been gazed upon with such a heady combination of lust and adoration. My hands twitched against my restraints, eager to reach out and yank his head down, so I could taste his lips.
He raised an eyebrow as he looked at my hands. “Somebody’s impatient.”
“You’re damn right I am,” I responded, hotly.
“I knew you were feisty,” he said, triumphantly as he positioned his mouth atop my core, and his tongue darted out to lick my wet center. I cried out as his tongue touched the sensitive flesh. Both hands reached out to keep my hips in place as he began to kiss me slowly down there.
My eyes squeezed shut as I threw my head back and let out a loud guttural moan.
“Yes, baby, feel it.”
His tongue twirled in circles around my clit driving me closer and closer to the edge. Every time I thought I’d tumble over, he would stop and began to kiss the inside of my thighs, despite my best attempts to keep him where he was.
He laughed as he pushed my legs aside and gazed up at me through hooded eyes. My eyes flew open, and I scowled at him. “Stop torturing me.”
“Why should I?” he asked, lazily as his finger began to move along my inner walls.
“Because I—I—” I cursed at my inability to formulate sentences. It was a basic human function, why was it suddenly so hard for me?
“Yes?” he prompted. “You?”
“I—”
He inserted his finger and moved it ever so slightly causing me to pant and squirm against him.
“You seem to have lost the ability to speak,” he noted, a smirk gracing his features.
“If I have, it’s because of you,” I fired back, my voice going up at the last note as his fingers moved again.
“Me? I’ve done nothing.”
“Yes, you have,” I insisted. “You’re playing dirty, and you know it.”
His mouth quirked into a full-on Cheshire cat grin. “So you think this is dirty, huh? Baby you ain’t seen nothing yet. I can’t wait to make you come all over me again and again.”
I swallowed thickly as Chris repositioned himself between my thighs and recommitted himself to his mission. His tongue moved in slow circles, and he gripped both of my legs tightly and secured them over his shoulder allowing him better access.
When I glanced down at the gorgeous redhead between my legs, my stomach tightened in response. His tongue began to poke and prod at my now sensitive clit, and my hands twisted, attempting to get a fistful of his hair, so I could drive him in closer.
When that didn’t work, my hands grabbed the couch behind me, and I moved my lower half, so that my hips were hovering, eager for some much-needed friction. Chris chuckled against my core as he tilted his head up and gazed at me.
“I know what you’re trying to do.”
“Good,” I responded as I wrapped my legs around him, shoving him closer.
He gave me a lazy half smile as he reached behind and smacked my ass.
Yeah, I kind of understood why people liked it a little rough. I never would’ve imagined liking this kind of thing, but here I was, craving more.
“I know you want my thick cock inside of you right now, but trust me on this, when I finally give it to you, you’ll understand why I waited this long.”
He made sure I was looking at him while he said this, and he began to touch himself in long hard strokes just to show me how much he wanted me.
He lowered his mouth to my breasts once more, taking his sweet time with the both of them till they were as hard as pebbles then his hands traveled south.
He rep
laced his fingers with his mouth, and he began to move his head back and forth giving me the feeling of fullness and pressure that I so desperately craved. He kept ramming into me until I felt myself reach the edge, and right when I was about to crash, he stopped.
“Not so fast.” He wagged his finger at me as he pulled away and gave me a quick kiss on my inner thigh.
“Chris,” I pleaded. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“I want you,” I admitted as I looked up at him, my hazel eyes imploring. “I want you inside of me, now.”
Chris grunted, and in one swift movement he thrust inside. I stilled as I began to grow accustomed to him. He really was huge.
Bigger than I originally imagined, and I felt myself expand to accommodate him. I guess he was right about that too. It was uncomfortable at first as he tried to fit in, but soon, it was like I was made for him.
“There you go, princess. Relax,” he crooned. “I know your pussy is adjusting itself to suit me, and it feels so good.”
“How does it feel?” I purred, a completely different side of me coming out.
“You feel so tight and wet. Fuck.” He thrust into me again causing us both to cry out in pleasure. He would pull out slightly, and suddenly slam back in causing us to feel twice the sensation.
He began to knead my breasts as he leaned in and stared, pumping himself vigorously. I closed my legs around his hips to allow him better access, and I began to match his pace, thrust for thrust.
The only sound in the cottage was that of skin slapping against skin as we both explored each other, testing and teasing until we were moaning and rocking the couch.
The couch groaned under our combined weight as I felt my back repeatedly slam against the edge, making stars dance in my field of vision. My hands dug tightly into his back as I inched my head up and captured his lips with mine.
His lips were still at first, but soon he began to kiss me with as much energy as he could muster, making sure to punctuate each thrust with a kiss. Soon, he tore his lips from mine, and he applied himself with similar zest to my nipple while his hand flicked the nub of the other one.
One of his hands traveled down between us and plunged into my wet folds, circling my clit causing me to yell out.
I had no idea what was happening to my body, but I didn’t know that I could feel this much all at once. It was like every nerve ending in my body suddenly woke up and was on high alert.
I could feel the heat formulating within me, and my grinding quickened as he began to finger me even harder.
“What do you want, Roxy?” he asked as he bit my nipple.
“You,” I gasped.
“What do you want me from me?”
Through bleary eyes, I managed to search his out, and I ground out the words as clearly as I could. “I want you to fuck me, Chris.”
That was all the encouragement he needed to take his fingers out, and ram into me repeatedly and fast until stars exploded in my field of vision. I cried out as my entire body shook, and he continued till he soon followed suit.
We stayed there like that for a while, the sound of our heavy breathing the only thing that was heard. He pressed his forehead to mine, and I could feel his rapid heartbeat beating in time to mine.
He pulled out a few minutes later and stood up. He reached down and scooped me up into his arms as he lead us upstairs to the bedroom.
“What are you doing?” I asked, groggily.
“Shh, let’s just sleep,” he said as he gathered me into his arms. My head rested on his chest, and one arm was across his stomach.
Before I could even allow myself to ponder what any of this meant, my mind went blank, and I fell into a blissful sleep.
Chapter 5
My entire body screamed in protest, and I groaned as the sunlight danced across my face. I had forgotten to close the blinds again, and it was too early for me to be up.
My eyes slowly fluttered open as the events of the previous night began to come back to me. One by one. I grinned as I looked down at Roxy who was curled up on my side, reaching out for me even in her sleep. She had a peaceful expression on her face, and I hated to wake her, but this sun would if I didn’t close the curtains.
Slowly, I lifted my arm up from underneath her, and I stilled as I waited to see if she would wake up. When she just muttered in her sleep and rolled on her side, I swiftly got out of bed and crossed over to the curtains. Before I yanked them shut, I took a moment to appreciate how Roxy looked bathed in the sun.
The sunlight danced across her naked back illuminating every freckle, and every imperfection. How was it possible that she looked even more beautiful in this light?
I was turning into of those damn corny guys.
After just one night.
Jesus.
This was not me.
I ran my hands through my hair as I dragged the curtains shut and stood there debating if I should get back into bed, or trudge downstairs and make some coffee. When I heard her sigh in her sleep, and her hand automatically reached across the sheets for me, I knew my decision was made.
I got back into bed and held her close, and she smiled in her sleep as she wriggled against me.
What was this woman doing to me?
I hardly even knew her, and here she was able to make me do what she wanted without even being aware of it. This was not how I acted around women.
I was used to being dominant, to holding all the reins, to being in complete and total control. Somehow, I was beginning to lose sight of that since Roxy entered into my life.
With her sweet ass, supple breasts, and a personality to match, I already knew I was hooked. And after the way she responded to me last night, I could tell she was as drawn to me as I was to her.
I nuzzled her neck as I listened to the sound of her light breathing. Unable to be near her so long without kissing or touching her, I parted my mouth and began to lightly kiss her neck.
She stirred in her sleep and mumbled something. I grinned against her skin and began to run my fingers across her sides, over her legs, and down the smooth slope of her breasts where I paused.
Her body responded to my touch as it leaned into me. Roxy herself was still in that state between sleep and waking where she wasn’t entirely sure what was happening. I began to draw idle patterns on her arm as my mouth tickled the sensitive skin on the back of her neck, causing goosebumps to break out.
I began to nibble on her earlobes, and a moan escaped Roxy’s lips as she twisted in her sleep. My hands began to tweak her nipples, and once they stood up, my hands traveled down over her stomach and slipped in between her wet folds.
I took out my hand and marveled at her sticky juices and grinned at the fact that she was already wet for me.
“Wake up baby,” I said, softly as I began to kiss down her back, and I bit her butt cheeks.
“Mmm, Chris,” She murmured as she began to wake. “What’s happening?”
“You’re naked in my bed, and I just can’t keep my hands off of you,” I responded as my hands stilled above her sensitive flesh. Her back fitted to me as she craned her neck to look at me.
“That’s one hell of a way to wake up,” she mumbled, her hazel eyes still heavy with sleep, but the desire evident in them.
“Yeah?” I asked as I continued to kiss her bare shoulders.
She sighed as she stretched leisurely and wrapped one bare leg against mine instantly giving me a hard on.
“What, already?” she asked, the surprise evident in her voice. “We went at it for a really long time last night.”
“What can I say? I’m insatiable when it comes to you,” I whispered in her ear as I took the bottom lobe between my teeth.
“Hmmm,” she purred against me as her hands reached out and twined themselves in my hair. I began to place feather light kisses all across her collarbone, moving to her neck, down her arms and finally over her hips.
“Never been woken up like this before?”
; “Definitely not.” She peered one eye open, and gave me a slow sensual smile. “You’re going to spoil me.”
“I plan on it,” I promised as my mouth swooped down and captured hers. She moaned into the kiss, and tried to twist her body around to face mine. I gently stopped her, and her kiss grew confused.
“Let’s try a different position,” I explained as my hold on her tightened, and I kicked her legs apart. My hands traveled down once more and delved into her wet pink folds.
My cock twitched against her ass as I growled into her ear, “You’re already so wet for me, I like that.”
“Am I?”
A blush stole across her features which made her all the more endearing. I was not a fan of women who were in the habit of faking things, but I could tell that Roxy was genuine.
She was actually surprised by her body’s fierce reaction to me. I could see it on her face, and I could read it in her body language.
Clearly, nobody had ever worshipped her the way she deserved to be.
“You most certainly are, baby, and I love that this is all new to you. That means no man has ever made you feel this way,” I said, slowly letting my words wash over her.
She shook her head, and I could see the way she gulped nervously.
“You’re fucking amazing, do you know that?” I asked as I tilted her chin up to look at me.
She gave me a beautiful smile. “So are you.”
“No, I’m really not. I’m not even sure I’m a good person, Roxy, but I will never lie to you about who I am,” I said, seriously, all traces of my earlier humor gone.
I could try to pretend that Roxy was an easy lay in the sack, that she was somehow no different from those women I had one-night stands with, but I would be deceiving myself, not just her.
And to what end?
I saw no reason to lie. As long as she was clear about who I was, and what I was made of then I saw no reason why we couldn’t continue to have fun together. The one thing I would not be okay with was casually seeing other people.
She was mine, and mine alone.
Her body was tailor made for me to worship, and those plump lips of hers deserved to be kissed thoroughly a couple of times a day at least. And those eyes?