She’s fucking beautiful, and right now, she’s the sexiest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen. I knew she had to be good, just by how passionately she spoke about ballet as a child, but I had no idea she was at the level of a goddess, a pure angel. She’s so talented that I can’t even breathe right now. My eyes take in her powerful legs and perfectly arched feet as she moves across the floor as if she were dancing center stage for an audience of thousands. She’s lost in the music, dancing as if it’s as easy as breathing, every single move graceful yet powerful, gliding readily along the floor. Her steps are brisk, but her movements are unhurried, refined.
I sit motionless in my seat, my eyes burning with need and want, my dick rock hard in my jeans. She’s letting me in all the way, in a way she hasn’t before, and watching her come alive is sexy as fuck. I want her. Up until now, I’ve managed to quell my urges with cold showers, but tonight, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself, not until I’m buried deep inside her.
Suddenly, everything around me ceases to exist.
In the most effortless move, she steps onto a full pointe, spinning on the spot with both feet several times, before raising one foot to the knee of her supporting leg. Continuing the spin, she proceeds to do a single pirouette after single pirouette for at least twenty turns. It’s a surprise she doesn’t get dizzy, but like the pro I knew she’d be, she finishes on an elegant step back, bending at the waist and stretching backward, her back fully arched as the music comes to an end.
She seems to awaken from the trance when the same song repeats on a loop, her chest rising and falling with exertion, her breathing erratic. She sets her hand on her racing heart, her eyes wide with what looks to be surprise and confusion before spinning away from me as a sob erupts from her lungs. Her shoulders shake with her cries, and I’m up on my feet, striding toward her.
I step up in front of her. Without an ounce of hesitation, I slam my lips to hers, and she stumbles back at the impact. Her body stills for a split second, but as I deepen the kiss, she relaxes and seems to melt into me, opening her mouth to mine. Rising on her toes, she runs her hands through my hair, pulling at the strands as our tongues join, our mingled breaths harsh as we lose ourselves in one another. I pull her tight to me, hooking one of her legs around my waist. She groans against my lips at the feel of my hard dick grinding against her.
“Chase,” she moans.
I pull away, my heated eyes tracing over hers as she looks back at me with the same burning depths. I reach my hand to her face, wiping away her stray tears with my thumb.
“I thought I’d seen you at your sexiest, but, Christ, you dancing is my undoing.” I steal another kiss from her before inching my face away.
“I need you now,” I grit out, placing my lips on hers, lifting her into my arms as her legs wrap around my waist.
Carrying her to the bi-fold doors, I press her hard against the cool surface. I thrust my hips against hers, and her head falls back against the glass of the door as she cries out a moan. I zone in on her neck, licking and nipping at her pulse racing wildly beneath my touch. Although the music is at a slow pace, my need to taste her, to feel her, overwhelms me and consumes me to the point of pure urgency. I couldn’t slow this down if my life depended on it.
Lifting the hem of her T-shirt, I rip my lips from her neck for a split second while I whip it over her head and drop it to the floor. In an instant, my lips are back on her skin, skimming down her chest, between the valley of her breasts, until I hurriedly tear the cups of her sexy sports bra under her beautiful tits.
Fuck, they are even prettier than I remember.
I suck a nipple into my mouth, and she moans out loud, her hips grinding against mine.
“Chase, yes, suck my nipple, yes.”
With her exhaled words, my dick hardens even more. I could combust at the feel of her center heat rubbing against me.
Fucking hell.
I intently watch her, lowering myself to the ground until I’m down on my knees and her legs are wrapped around my neck. With a growl, I press my face into her thin yoga pants, directly over her pussy, sucking against the material. Kaelyn bucks her hips against my face, and I suck harder until the material around her pussy is soaked with my saliva. My blood pumps intensely through my veins. I want to taste her.
In a frenzy, I take hold of the crotch of her leggings with both hands and tear them apart, destroying the pretty panties she pole-danced in earlier in one rip, too. As she moans with surprise, Kaelyn’s eyes smolder deep and dark. Then, I go in for the kill and bury myself into her wet, slick pussy.
“Fuck, Chase,” she gasps loudly.
Her thighs tighten around my neck, her fingers pulling hard at the strands of my hair. I lap and suck at her like it’s the first meal I’ve had in what feels like years, and she tastes fucking amazing. She’s everything I imagined her tasting, sweet yet musky. I take her clit between my teeth, biting a little and then soothing it with my tongue, my hands gripping her ass while she fucks my face with her pussy.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants, her thighs trembling and her hands pulling my hair even tighter.
Hearing her echoing moans along with the sound of my tongue slurping and licking at her hot pussy as I bring her to climax is like a dream come true. It feels like a long time coming. I make good work on her clit, rapidly lapping it with my tongue, feeling the nub swell with every lick before pulling it into my mouth and sucking. She screams out her orgasm, her body going tight around me, her hips thrusting against my face as she comes against my mouth. Once she’s sated, her body shuddering and limp, I pull away and meet her wild eyes and flushed face. The need to be inside her intensifies, and my impatient need to feel her wet pussy wrapped around my dick takes over that I can’t wait for a second longer. I know I should savor this, savor her, but with the smell of her pussy lingering against my nose, the taste of her still on my lips, I can’t focus on anything else.
I. Need. Inside. Her. Now.
I unwrap her legs from my neck. She seems a little unsteady on her feet, so, keeping a firm hold on her waist, I stand to my full height, looking down at her with heated eyes. Removing one hand from her waist, I slowly graze my hand over her hip, smoothing it until her ass is squeezed tight in my grip. Whimpering, she rests her hands against my chest.
“You know, ever since that moment in the bar that night when you showed me your thing with your leg, I’ve had this fantasy of fucking you in the same position.”
Kaelyn’s breath hitches, and she slightly pushes at my chest. I take her hint and step back, and she lifts her leg until her pointe shoe is resting on my shoulder.
“This move, huh?” she asks.
I begin to unbuckle the belt on my jeans before making work on my zipper.
“Yes,” I grit out. “Do you know how much that move drove me crazy? I wanted to fuck you there and then, up against that bar, in front of everyone.”
“Why didn’t you?” She bites her bottom lip as her fingers begin to unbutton my shirt, her voice husky and warm.
“Because, as much as I wanted to fuck you, I also knew that, when I fucked you for the very first time, it sure as hell wouldn’t be in front of an audience.”
I release my dick from the confines of my jeans and boxers and palm it in my hand. Kaelyn glances down, and I grin when I see her eyes widen as she takes in my cock. She looks up at me, pushing my shirt over my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
“Well, you weren’t lying about the dick piercing,” she tells me as she presses a single kiss against my pec.
I give out a dark chuckle, inching closer, lifting her leg a little higher over my shoulder. I press my bare cock along her wetness, and my eyes flicker shut with a grunt at the feel of her heat.
Jesus.
She rises on her dominant leg until she’s on her pointe, her arms wrapped around my neck. I reopen my eyes, and as I push my cock between her folds, her next words almost have me exploding on the spot.
“Fuck
me and don’t be gentle about it.”
I give her a sinister grin, and without hesitation, I slam inside her hard. The feel of her tight pussy, still soaked and swollen from her first orgasm, is fucking heaven.
Jesus, she’s fucking perfection.
Kaelyn lets out a shrieked moan, her fingernails clawing at my shoulders as I break the barrier between us. “Oh God, Chase!”
As I keep one hand on her hip, the other hand holding her leg that’s resting on my shoulder, our eyes never stray as I continue to plow inside her, never slowing down. Her fingers come up to my hair, and she pulls my face down to hers, attacking my mouth, swallowing my grunts while I devour her moans, driving my straining cock all the way home, in the place it’s always belonged. As she pulls her mouth from mine, her sexy little gasps fill the room, and the sound of her sweet pleasure makes my balls tighten.
“Jesus,” I grind out as I pull my cock out, only to rear back in.
“Chase, yes,” she whimpers between moans.
My name falling from her lips sends me into overdrive, and my hips move faster. Harder. Deeper. Our hips meet with every thrust. My grip against her hip tightens while Kaelyn’s nails pierce into the naked skin of my shoulders. Her mouth crashes back onto mine, and our tongues fight against each other’s, desperately trying to match the speed of my frantic hips as my cock plunges in and out of her soaking pussy, feeling her juices spill all over my dick and balls.
I know I’m not going to last much longer, especially at the speed we’re going. I should savor our first time, take it slow, but the frenzied need overpowers anything else, and being slow is out of the question. Fast is my only MO right now, especially after the slow burn between us. Months of sexual tension. I need her like oxygen, desperate for her in a way a smoker would crave a cigarette. For months, I’ve yearned for her, wondering how it would feel to be buried deep inside her pussy, and now that I’ve finally succumbed to the temptation, I know there’s no going back. Scorching heat swirls around us, sweat dripping from our pulsing skin as we get lost in each other.
My spine begins to tingle, and I know I’m only seconds from blowing my load.
I tear my mouth away from hers, my breathing harsh. “Baby,” I groan out. “I’m not going to last much longer. Please tell me you’re almost there,” I beg, desperately needing my release but only if she’ll come with me. I need to feel her pussy pulsating around my dick when I come.
“Nearly,” she pants.
“Play with your clit, baby. Come with me. Fucking come with me,” I growl just as my muscles begin to scream at me for the intense workout I’m putting them through.
While I continue to keep my speed up, I greedily trail my eyes down her body, watching the way her fingers begin to fuck her clit. It only takes a second, but her pussy walls begin to clamp around my dick, and I know she’s there, right with me.
“Chase, oh God, I’m coming. Oh shit. Yes! Fuck, Chase!” she screams through her orgasm.
On a shuddering gasp, I just about burst from the seams as I come deep inside her, the relief unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. I swear, I almost black out from the intensity of it.
I clutch hold of Kaelyn’s shaking body, our breaths heavy as we come down from the high of quite possibly the best sex I’ve ever had. Kaelyn’s eyes bore into mine, her lips quivering, her body quaking as a connection so deep flows through us. A connection that terrifies me yet excites me at the same time.
“Chase…” she pants, and I hold her tighter to me. “I…” Her throat seems to close up on her, and instead of the words she wanted to say, a single teardrop rolls down her face. I catch her tear against my thumb and brush my lips to hers.
“I know, baby…I feel it, too,” I tell her, my eyes piercing into hers. She doesn’t have to say it out loud for me to know it because I already feel it with every atom of my body.
She lets out a sob before letting her leg lower back down. She rises on her toes, hands coming up to my face and hovering her hot mouth over mine.
“Take me to bed,” she whimpers.
Then, she slams her lips onto mine, and I pick her up and carry her to my room, our mouths never once pulling apart.
Just Like That
Kaelyn
Chase carries me to his room and sets me down on his bed, his lips never leaving mine. When he pulls away, I whimper with disapproval, clamping my legs down around his waist, keeping him locked against me. He chuckles as he brushes his lips to mine for a single second.
“I’m not going anywhere. I just want to switch on the light, so I can see that sexy body of yours.”
In the shadows of the dark, I follow his silhouette over to the side table, and an instant later, a warm glow illuminates over the room, giving me the perfect vision of the sexiest man to ever roam this earth, the guy who, just a few minutes ago, fucked me ballerina-style, whose hot cum I can feel seeping from my pussy right now. I’m never that careless with sex, but the instant Chase slammed his lips against mine, everything else around us disappeared. All I could focus on was him and that we were finally happening, that I was finally getting the guy. My guy.
I’m not worried though. I’m on the pill and clean, and I know Chase is clean, too, because he would never hurt me in that way. I trust him to know he would never put me at risk like that. And, as for a baby, honestly, it wouldn’t be the worst thing that could happen. Just the thought of carrying his baby gets me even wetter. His seed. Inside me. My soul mate.
He walks slowly back over to me, and as my attention snags to his rippling chest, I rise on my elbows and admire him. My eyes travel down to his loosened belt and unzipped jeans, his bare cock bobbing up and down with his steps. As he gets closer, I shift to the end of the bed and pull him by the ends of his belt until his cock is eye-level with me. I bite my lip, my heartbeat racing, my clit pulsating as I glance at his beautiful dick, all hard, smooth, and pierced vertically through the head. Then, I look up from his tempting cock and gaze into his hungry eyes. Without looking away, I slowly lower his jeans and boxers down his legs, my hands smoothing over his hips and tight ass. He doesn’t attempt to step out of his clothes. Instead, he just stands there, unmoving, his eyes burning into mine with pure want.
“You know, ever since you told me about your dick piercing, I’ve had fantasies of doing very naughty things to you.”
He swallows heavily, his chest rising and falling with every breath he takes. “What kind of naughty things?” he breathes out huskily.
“Mostly with my tongue.”
My eyes glance back down to his cock when I see it jolt at my words. Smiling, I push him a few feet back by his stomach, and he shuffles back, stepping out of his jeans and boxers. Lowering myself to the floor until I’m on my knees, I flick my eyes back up to his while licking my lips with anticipation. Then, slowly, I take hold of his heavy cock between my fingers, and then even slower, I place a kiss at the head. Just feeling my lips on him has my pussy clenching, and just that single taste is what has me widening my mouth before I take him completely in my mouth. Chase hisses at the contact and then groans when I suck his cock, my tongue lapping at the barbell.
I glance up at him, and with my eyes locked on his, I pull his dick from my mouth, only to circle my tongue around the head. Then, I lick the underside, flicking at his piercing before sucking him back between my lips. As I continue teasing him with little licks and nips, his hands come to rest in my hair, pulling a little with impatience.
“Baby,” he says pleadingly, gripping my hair tighter.
“What?” I reply with an innocent tone before swiping my tongue along a bead of pre-cum, the musky taste of him melting on my tongue.
“Stop fucking teasing me.”
“Or else what?”
Lifting my head up by my hair, he gazes down at me with such an animalistic glare that I feel it to my very bones and my pussy. “Or I’m gonna have to spank you.”
A throbbing sensation pounds between my legs, the thought o
f being spanked turning me on in a way it never has before, but anything that comes out of Chase’s mouth would turn me on. Hell, he could read out the goddamn news, and I’d want to ride the fuck out of his face.
“Can you spank me anyway?” I ask suggestively, but before I let him answer, I put him out of his misery and pull his entire cock into my mouth.
“Oh fuck,” he curses, his knees buckling beneath him.
With one hand at the base of his cock, the other grips his ass, keeping him anchored to me as I suck him off. I pull him back into my mouth with a mixture of shallow and deep swallows.
“Kaelyn, shit,” he moans, his hips beginning to move, causing his dick to hit the back of my throat. “I’m gonna come if you keep doing that.”
I choke on his dick a little, but before I can right myself, he snatches his cock away from me, causing spittle and saliva to drool down my chin. I go to protest, but my heart catches in my throat as he lifts me and throws me onto the edge of the bed, my back landing with a bounce on his cloud-like mattress. I instinctively open my legs, and he steps between them. He leans over, his fingers gripping hold of my destroyed yoga pants by the waist. His eyes glance down to my bare pussy, and he smiles.
“Wow, I did a number on those yoga pants, huh?” he says with a dark chuckle.
I let out a breathless giggle. He slowly begins to peel them over my hips, down my legs, and over my new pointe shoes until he discards them. Then, his hand comes up to my sports bra, his mouth hovering over my breasts that spill over them.
“This needs to go, too,” he whispers over my nipple before sucking it into his mouth and then letting it go with a pop.
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