by E. L Friel
He fucked her with his tongue and fingers relentlessly, wishing he could make her orgasm forever that way. But his cock was so hard it was starting to hurt. Her pussy was so invitingly, tantalizingly wet that if he didn’t get inside her soon he was worried he was going to come in his jeans. But he had promised her he would make her come with his tongue and that was what he was going to do.
‘Oh, God! Oh, God!’ she screamed. ‘There… Oh, my God! Just there.’ She fisted his hair in her hands and he felt her passage tighten once again around his fingers as his tongue gently touched her quivering sex and then start to spasm as wave after wave of orgasm rocked her. She collapsed panting and moaning to the bed with his fingers still buried deep inside her. He didn’t want to pull them out. He wanted to feel her warmth, the pulsing of her satiny shaft, but there was more to come, so he eased himself out, feeling her sigh. He stopped to kiss her clitoris before coming to lie down beside her.
She was breathing heavily, her legs and arms jerking as she rode the aftershocks of her orgasm. He smiled as he watched her body shiver, her long lashes sweeping her cheeks. Jax licked his lips, tasting her on them. She tasted of honey. He wanted more. Hic cock definitely wanted more. Needed more. But she needed to rest because the next time was really going to take something out of her.
Her eyes suddenly flashed open, still heavy-lidded. She looked drugged. Her hair tangled and wild around her face, her full bottom lip seemed to be pouting. Jax leaned over and kissed it. She sighed and drew closer wrapping her leg over his hip and he pulled her against his chest where she nuzzled contentedly. He could feel her heart hammering against his. She was coated in a fine sheen of sweat that was making her skin glow. He stroked his palm along her thigh, marveling at the smoothness of her skin and the tautness of the muscle. She pressed even closer against him, her breasts flattening against his chest and he held her, enjoying the feel of her in his arms, fully surrendered.
Her lips were against his collarbone and he could feel the gentle kiss she pressed there, so soft it was almost as if she didn’t want him to feel it. His heart expanded in his chest, an unexpected emotion filling him, making it hard to breathe. Her hand rested on his shoulder but slowly she started to slide the palm down his chest. She held it over his heart, as though listening to it race and trying to tame it.
He drew in a breath as her fingers grazed his nipple. She paused then, and did it again. He inhaled softly. She took his nipple and rolled it between her fingers and his skin contracted into goose bumps. He could smell her sex still, could still taste her on his lips. She tilted her head up to watch him and he saw the glimmer of danger in her eyes. Fuck. She was ready for more. And so was he. Her hand fell to his cock, which was straining against his waistband. As soon as she took hold of it he had to bite his lip and force himself not to come.
She undid the buttons on his fly slowly while he gently stroked her breasts and tried not to imagine the feel of her sweet, wet shaft closing around him.
His cock sprung into her hand, the tip glistening already with come. The head swelled as Ariel stroked her finger over it and she felt a deep answering draw from her pussy, a tingling in her still pulsing clit. Her slit felt swollen and so ready for him, even after two orgasms. She wanted more. She wanted all of him. Now it was her turn to make him her slave. Now she was satiated she could take it slowly, really enjoy it, while he looked about ready to come in her hand.
She helped him pull off his jeans, his movements jerky and unsteady, and while he was trying to show restraint, to keep his breathing in check, she could see the hunger in his eyes and the desire clouding his face.
Once he was naked he reached for her hips and threw her down onto the bed, flipping her over onto her front in a quick sudden movement that knocked the wind out of her. She let out a cry of surprise that quickly turned to pleasure as he pressed his weight down on top of her. His chest was on her back, his hands pressing over hers, pinning her to the bed. ‘Now,’ he whispered in a hoarse voice, ‘I’m going to fuck you with my cock. Would you like that?’
Ariel struggled beneath him. No! She wanted to be in control. It wasn’t fair. But his hand had found their way between her legs and even as she tried not to she was opening them, spreading them so his finger could toy with her clit. A hot rush of wetness gushed from her, letting him know that she was ready for him, that she wanted him. She felt his cock brushing against her ass and couldn’t stop her hips from rising up, her pussy from opening for him. No matter what her mind said, her body had its own ideas.
His fingers kept toying with her, not entering her, but stroking her gently, creating shock after shock of delirious ecstasy. ‘Say my name,’ he growled in her ear.
Ariel bit her lip. She was not going to say his name. Ever.
‘Do you want me inside you Ariel?’
No! How did he get this much power over her again? She was quivering against his hand, rubbing her ass along the length of his shaft. A moan rose up her throat and she tried to suppress it. She wasn’t going to answer him.
‘I told you I’d fuck you until you couldn’t even speak,’ he said, his weight now forcing her down into the bed.
That was it. Ariel scowled into the pillow and as his mouth found hers and his tongue pushed into her mouth she faded. He was still lying on top of her, but she bit down on his lip hard, and when he pulled back, letting out a cry, she bucked him off her, then rolled naked and invisible off the bed.
Chapter 16
Jax rolled over and sat up, looking left to right, scanning the bedroom. His cock rose proud, curving slightly towards his navel. It was throbbing with every pulse of his heart. Ariel moved fast. She grabbed his belt from the floor and before he could move she leaped on top of him. She flattened him to the bed, knocking the breath from his body and pulled his hands together. Her breasts fell in his face and he started to struggle, but her thighs gripped his waist tight and he couldn’t throw her off. She cinched the belt tight around his wrists and then slipped it through the metal of the bedpost and tied him tight.
Once he was secured she stood up and observed him. He was lying on the bed, his arms taut, stretched above him, his biceps bulging. His chest rose and fell and his lip dripped blood onto the white sheet. She was no longer invisible and his dark gaze fell the length of her even as his chest rose and fell.
Ariel sprung forwards and straddled him again. His scowl vanished as her wet clit brushed his cock. He drew in a jagged breath and Ariel leaned down, her hair falling over his body, and licked the blood off his lip. He groaned as she slid her hands the length of his shaft.
‘You’re not going to fuck me,’ she told him triumphantly. ‘I’m going to fuck you.’
His eyes widened, darkening with lust. Ariel felt the insistent press of his cock and shifted so he wasn’t pressing directly on her clit. As much as it felt incredible it was a distraction. She bent forwards and let her breasts brush against his lips. He lunged, trying to catch a nipple in his mouth but she jerked back and he let out a frustrated grunt.
‘I’m going to bring you to the point where you can’t take it any more,’ she said, sitting up straight and reaching behind her to cup his balls. She took them in her hand and stroked them gently, feeling them tighten in response. ‘I’m going to bring you just to the edge,’ she said very softly, starting to stroke a finger up his rigid shaft, ‘and then I’m going to make you beg for my mouth and my pussy, and only when you beg am I going to let you inside me.’
Jax glared at her through heavy-lidded eyes but then his head flew backwards and he groaned as her fingers stroked the tip of his swollen cockhead.
‘Then I’m going to ride you so hard you forget your name,’ Ariel added with a smile, filled with the knowledge of her power over him and basking in it.
Jax’s eyes were now unfocussed and glassy, his muscles straining and bulging as he tried to wrestle himself free of the belt. Ariel pushed him down though, forcing him to be still, and then eased her naked body down his, laying k
isses over every inch of him.
Once she was level with his cock she flicked the slit with her tongue, tasting the sharp beautiful tang of him and suddenly wanting to suck him until he came in her mouth. But no, that could happen later. Right now she just wanted to tease him. And she was. He tried to roll his hips, to angle and thrust his engorged shaft past her lips and all the way into her mouth. Ariel held him down and, watching him the whole time, traced her tongue the long, divine length of him. He cried out as she then took him in her mouth, slowly, inch by inch, easing him past her lips. He was huge and she tried not to choke but she wanted him so badly. His cock leaped and jerked as her lips rolled over the sensitive head. She flicked her tongue over his slit and was rewarded with another taste of him. She would have to be careful or he was going to come, so she forced herself to stop.
Jax let out a loud groan then took a deep breath. He was trying to control his reaction but Ariel wasn’t prepared to let him. ‘You want more?’ she asked, with a sly smile.
His eyes glimmered in the low light, sweat beading his brow and running down his arms. ‘You want me to take you in my mouth?’
His jaw tensed. He pursed his lips but his cock jumped of its own accord, swelling in her hand. Ariel smiled, flashing her eyebrows at him. ‘I think you do,’ she teased. ‘But you’re going to have to ask nicely if you want me to fuck you with my tongue.’ She was using his words back at him and he seemed to realize, as he glowered at her through his lashes.
Ariel hovered her mouth just above his glistening head. ‘You just have to ask,’ she said again, a smile tweaking at the corner of her mouth.
‘Please do that again,’ Jax said in a strained voice.
Ariel smiled widely at him and took him in her mouth, quick and fast, sliding her lips the length of him just once. He moaned and pressed his head back into the pillow. He was hers now, completely at her mercy.
Kneeling, Ariel leaned backwards giving him a full view of her pussy. When she had his full attention, she slid her fingers between her lips and parted her opening like the petals of a flower, showing him where he could go, if he just begged. She let her fingers slip and slide around her clitoris and her slit, stroking and circling. She felt so soft and when she touched her still tender clitoris, just gently at first, her pulse started to race. Jax’s eyes were locked on her pussy. He strained against the belt holding him, his hips rising off the bed as Ariel edged closer and rubbed the tip of his cock against her opening, and cried her name with such pain and need that it made her instantly stop and stare at him open-mouthed.
‘Ariel,’ Jax whispered through a clenched jaw.
She stopped rubbing her swollen, drenched, beautiful pussy against the tip of his cock and stared at him. His arms ached from where she had tied him up but his cock ached even more. He felt like if she rubbed him one more time or so much as stroked a finger down the length of his shaft, he would come all over her. He pictured spurting all over her stomach and her breasts but he didn’t want to come over her, he wanted to come inside her. He took a deep breath in, wanting to let out a roar and barely managing to suppress it as she dipped a finger across the tip of his manhood, wiped up a bead of semen and then lifted her finger to her lips and sucked it off. His muscles clenched. She wanted him to beg.
She raised her hips a little and Jax’s gaze dropped from her face to her dark pink opening, the velvet soft lips of her shaft, the paler pink mound of her clit gleaming and proud, inviting his tongue and his cock to press against it.
He burned for her, his blood searing like liquid fire. Even as he strained against his binds, Ariel bent over him, draping her luscious breast against his lips. Immediately he latched onto her nipple and bit. She cried out, though he could tell that it was with pleasure and not pain and threw her head back. Fuck. He was going to come just from feeling her slick pussy grinding against his stomach. She crushed herself against his hipbone and then settled herself back over his cock, teasing him.
‘Tell me what you want,’ she said, a smile pulling on her lips. She was enjoying every minute of this.
‘I want you. I want to be inside you,’ he told her, hearing the strain in his voice.
She cocked her head to one side and pouted. ‘You want?’ she asked, her eyes round and innocent.
‘No,’ he growled. ‘I need to be inside you. I need you Ariel.’
She bit her lip, and stroked her finger along the length of him. He felt the rumble build in his throat and twisted his head away, determined not to come until he was inside her.
She licked her lips, those goddamn lips that had been sucking on him just a moment ago. Blood surged into his already engorged cock as he remembered the feel of her tongue running the length of it. ‘Please,’ he said through a clenched jaw, hearing the pleading tone in his voice but unable to stop it. ‘Please,’ he said again, no longer caring, just wanting to be inside her. ‘Undo the belt. I want to fuck you. I want to be inside you Ariel.’
She shook her head, smiling. ‘No,’ she said, ‘I’m going to fuck you.’
She knelt over him, positioning herself just above his rock hard shaft and started to lower herself slowly down onto it. As the tip of his cock brushed her exquisitely soft opening he drew in a breath. She stopped. He groaned loudly, trying not to swear. Goddamn. She was going to kill him if she kept teasing him like this.
‘Let me come,’ he said. He was begging. There. She had got what she wanted.
She shook her head at him though. ‘Not yet,’ she said, lifting her hips so he fell out of her.
Jax threw back his head and tried to suppress the howl of irritation and frustration, but as he did Ariel suddenly plunged down on top of him, impaling herself on his throbbing, hard shaft. Lights shattered behind his eyelids. The suppressed howl became a shout of utter blinding ecstasy as her warmth enfolded him, gripped him tight and drew him in deeper. Without giving him any time to enjoy the feeling, Ariel rose up and Jax fell out of her with a yell of anguish. If his hands were free he would have gripped her hips and driven her back down onto him, but he had no option but to let her tease and taunt him. She slid the very tip of his head inside of her shaft and then circled her hips. She felt fucking incredible. Jax’s muscles were starting to spasm in his arms, but he hardly felt the pain. Every nerve ending seemed to end at the tip of his shaft as she drove down on him again and he touched her womb. She rolled her hips in a circle while he was buried in her up to the hilt, and he felt her gushing around him, her muscles grabbing for him, tightening in ecstasy. He swelled in response, stretching the walls of her pussy.
Ariel’s thighs flexed, her hair tumbled over her shoulders and her pert, full breasts pointed to the ceiling, the nipples erect and dark red. Jax thrust upwards and she let out a surprised cry, her eyes flying open. She drove downwards as he pushed upwards, as though she wanted to take every inch of him and more inside of her. After a few more thrusts, just as Jax thought he was about to burst inside her, Ariel lowered herself over him and started to ride him, pushing back with her hips, letting him almost fall out of her before thrusting backwards again and again. The whole time she gripped his shoulders, holding him firmly in place.
Jax could feel his orgasm building with each and every stroke, words tumbling senselessly from his lips. He could feel Ariel suddenly squeeze and grip him from inside, her voice rising up her throat in hoarse, heady cries. A scream of ecstasy burst out of her and the muscles of her pussy went into spasm as she came for a third and final time, violently and blissfully, drenching his cock and stomach with a fresh flow of her juices.
The feeling of her orgasm bursting around him pushed Jax to his limit. Seed shot up his shaft.
‘You can come now,’ Ariel whispered in his ear, as she collapsed down on top of him.
She was granting him permission. But he didn’t need her permission. He was already coming. As she sunk down on him one more time, his seed burst out of him, shooting in hot, pulsing jets, filling her womb. Her muscles clenched along his shaft,
milking every last drop.
As she bucked one last time, her body jolting, the last thought that passed through Jax’s mind before he fell into deep unconscious was that he wanted to stay inside her like this for the rest of his life.
Chapter 17
He was calling her name, desperately, as though he was in pain, or ecstasy, or both. Ariel could still feel him pulsing inside of her, his hot come filling her, and her own muscles clenched around him as though trying to hold him in place. She didn’t want him to pull out. She wanted to stay like this, resting on his chest, hearing the thundering of his heart and feeling his cock inside her. She wanted to lie like this until he started to harden inside her again and then she wanted to ride him again, gently and slowly this time. Or maybe this time, she would let him ride her. From behind.
In fact, she almost wanted to be laid out at his mercy again. But then she shook her head to herself. She needed to leave.
She felt Jax’s breathing settle beneath her and leaned up on her elbows, blowing her hair out of her face. He was sleeping. She smiled and watched him for a few minutes, wanting to trace her fingers over his lips and the faint laughter lines scored around his eyes but not wanting to wake him. There were traces of grey appearing in his stubble. She still didn’t know how old he was. Maybe thirty-five? A few years older than her? What did it matter? She sighed, dropped a kiss on his lips and eased herself off of him. He slid out of her and she felt the burn of the friction but it couldn’t come close to the burning ache of loss.
Swinging her leg off the bed she walked around and untied the belt holding him in place. It had left red chafe marks around his wrists and she winced, feeling guilty, and bent down and kissed them. She stroked along the inside of his arms and he groaned in his sleep and she stood there for a few seconds, wanting to suddenly curl up against him and feel his arms wrap her up. But no. If she did that, if she succumbed to the temptation, she would never leave.