Chapter Twenty-Eight - Weston
I flip her over before she’s even done, press her face into the blanket, lift her hips up until she’s on her knees, spread her legs wide, and dive into her pussy. She is so sweet. Everything about her body makes me think of dessert. I have her wriggling and moaning seconds into giving her my full attention.
“Tori,” I say, coming up for air. I grab her hips and hold on tight. “Do you want me inside you?”
“Yes,” she says, her eyes closed tight, her head turned sideways with her mouth open. God, I want to fuck her every which way right now. I can’t get enough. “Please,” she begs.
I want to go slow, I really do. I want to make this last forever. So I lean back and push my fingers inside her slick pussy. Her back arches and her legs begin to tremble and shake.
“You want it, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she says. “I want you now.”
“Not yet, wild girl. Not until we lay some ground rules.”
“What?” she asks, opening her eyes and lifting her head up. “Rules? Don’t fuck with me, Corporate!”
I laugh. “That’s Mr. Corporate to you, baby.”
“Weston,” she says. But I wiggle my fingers inside her and one finds her G-spot, so she takes a time out to moan and enjoy that.
“Yes?” I ask, totally amused.
“Just fuck me, you asshole. You already got off and left me hanging. This better not turn into a pattern.”
“What if it does? Will you say no next time?”
“I mi—” But she can’t even finish because I’m teasing her clit now.
“What was that? I didn’t catch the end.”
“Stop it, you jerk. You’re not allowed to negotiate during sex.”
“Well, if you were the one making the rules, I’d agree with that. It’s unreasonable and unfair to negotiate in the throes of passion. But I’m gonna do it anyway.”
“So shut up and get to it!”
“First,” I say, easing my fingers out and leaning forward, so my chest is pressed against her back. “I want some concessions.”
“No,” she blurts. “No. We fuck, then we talk. That’s my new rule. No more talk-fucking.”
“I make the rules, my violet wild child. But I don’t want much, so just be quiet and listen. I just want you to make me a promise.”
“No,” she whines. “That’s not fair. You already got off!”
“Listen, Victoria. Just give me ten seconds and listen. All I want is your promise that you’ll see me again when this is over.”
She shoots me a wary look over her shoulder. “That’s it?”
“That’s it, babe. That’s all I want. We’re gonna have a real date when this is over and we’re gonna have a real discussion. We’re gonna come to an agreement about making this work. So promise me.”
“Fine,” she says. “Fine. Just step down off your high horse and put your dick in my stable!”
I laugh so loud, it echoes off the ceiling. But then I spank her ass and say, “Listen, missy, the only wild talk happening when you have sex with me comes from my mouth. Your mouth does what I tell it to do. Understand?”
She’s about to reach back and punch me in the face so I grab both her wrists and bind them behind her back in a firm grip.
“And no hitting when I talk like this. It’s playful, Tori. Just let me be the big strong man I am and play your part as my softer, better half.”
She struggles to get free of my hold, but I grip her tighter. “I’m going to make you pay for this.”
“You can try,” I say, releasing her hands and slapping her ass.
She looks at me like I’m really gonna get clocked now. “Do not slap me.”
I slap her again. It cracks so loud, she yelps as her body tries to twist and turn. But my body is there, covering her. I’ve got my hands underneath her now, palms squeezing her breasts. “Someone has to tame you, Miss Arias. It might as well be me.”
“You’re in so much trouble after we’re done.”
“I look forward to negotiating that proposal with you. Now, focus.” My dick is pressing against her asshole, and even though I’d love to fuck her ass right this moment, I want her pussy more. Right now, I just want to hear her moan as she comes all over my dick.
So I ease inside of her and all that ferocious attitude disappears with a sigh.
“See,” I say. “I know what you need.” I pull out, almost all the way. Her ass tries to follow my lead, to prevent my cock from withdrawing, and in that moment, I thrust forward. Hard. And again. Harder. Her whole body is pushed forward on the blanket as I continue to fuck her from behind.
A slapping noise fills the room. The evidence of our skin-on-skin contact. Her moans fill the room. Evidence of her arousal. I am grunting, my jaw clenching. My hands are gripping her hips so hard, I might leave bruises.
“Ohoo,” she says, each time I pull back. “Uhhhh,” she groans, each time I fill her back up.
I lean down, fucking her doggie-style as I cover her back, my hips thrusting and pumping. I reach around to her mouth and I put my fingers to her lips. She begins to suck and lick them, just like she did my cock.
It’s too much.
That little bit of action is the pinnacle of her desire.
“Come,” I whisper in her ear. “Come right now, Victoria. Come all over my dick and then I will flip you over and eat your—”
She explodes. I stop, enjoying the contractions of her pussy against my shaft. And when they begin to lessen, I do exactly what I said I’d do.
I flip her over and eat her pussy.
She comes again. I could do this all day. My little wild woman is multi-orgasmic most of the time, and I feel like putting that little skill to the test. I reach up and squeeze her tits. Hard. Her hips buck against my mouth, directing my tongue to her clit. I take it between my teeth, nipping it just hard enough to make her wiggle to get away, and then I suck it in, let go, and swirl my tongue around it like it’s a sweet piece of candy and I can’t get enough.
She comes again.
I am in fucking heaven.
I pull back and lie down next to her on the blanket. “Get on top,” I command. “Now.”
Tori scrambles up from her position on the floor and straddles me, placing her pussy directly over my hard cock. She eases down, throws her head back, and I fill her up once again.
Her tits are in my face and I lean towards them, my mouth seeking the large, round outline of her nipples.
My hands are there, wrapping around her full breasts, kneading them as she pushes herself to the brink. Her hair sways, dragging along my chest, the long dark waves teasing me as we move in rhythm.
Her back is arched, her eyes are closed, pointing towards the ceiling. I take one hand off her tit and palm her throat.
She comes again, the wetness inside her pussy coating my dick with her hot release.
And then I fuck her so hard, my balls slap against her ass. I fuck her so hard, she has to put her head down on my shoulder and just give in.
We come together the next time. And even though I know I should, I don’t pull out. I meant what I said. We’re moving forward with my plan now. I’m never using a condom or pulling out again.
We lie there, sweating, and hot, and slick, and satiated in the aftermath. Our hearts are beating together. Thumping like crazy. Just thin skin and hardened muscles separate us.
And she says, “You’re a dick.”
And I say, “I know. But fuck it. I want what I want. And I know you want it too, you’re just scared to admit you need someone like me in your life. So fuck it, Tori. I’m just gonna take, and take, and take until you make me stop. And that’s where we’ll stay forever. Just like that. I’ll get as much as I can from you. And you’ll give as much as you can to me. And that’s our happy place, babe. That’s how we meet in the middle.”
We fall asleep. On the fucking floor. Sprawled out. Arms and legs tangled together.
Happy.
For once.