Chapter 18
Devon
This wasn’t exactly my intention. She slipped and fell on her own accord. I had nothing to do with that. I will admit, however, that I seized the opportunity to turn the situation into one that would benefit me.
I’ll be honest. I was rock hard and as horny as hell, and I needed to fuck worse at that moment than ever in my life. She was driving me to insanity. I didn’t even have any interest in other women at this point; the only one I wanted or needed was her. By joining her in the hot tub, I had planned on teasing her a bit. I loved seeing her blush and pretend she wasn’t at least a little bit curious and interested. Come on, we’d been living together and spending a large amount of time in each other’s presence over the past few weeks.
When she slipped, I grasped both her hips to keep her from hurting herself, but also so I could position her exactly how I wanted her, straddling my hips.
So now what? I had her ruffled. I could see it in her expression when she looked down on me. But there was also something else, desire.
She wanted me. I’d suspected the feelings growing within her, but now I was finally seeing it.
Pulling her lower lip between her teeth, she continued to stare down at me like a deer trapped in the headlights. An extremely sexy and desirable deer.
As much as I wanted to fist her locks and pull her lips down to mine, I held back. I suspected that, like a deer, any wrong move in this precarious situation would have her rushing from the hot tub, and I might not have another chance like this again.
My jaw clenched as the raw desire within me burned stronger than ever. My cock felt so good against her mound. One shift and I’d be in her. Oh sweet Jesus, one shift and I’d finally feel her taking me in, something I’d been jacking off to for some time now.
But if I did nothing, she may decide to bolt and then the opportunity would be over.
Shit…
~*~ TT ~*~
Abigail
Oh God, Oh God, Oh God…
I was torn. I’ve never been so conflicted in my life.
His hands felt so fucking good on my hips. His dick was enticing me. I wanted him in me more than anything else I’ve wanted in my life.
What would it hurt to give in anyhow?
And his lips… It would take someone with much more strength and willpower than me to resist those lips.
It was at that moment that I realized that my hands were on his shoulders. His hard, muscular shoulders. I loved a man’s shoulders, strange I know, but I do. His shoulders were wide, with defined muscle. Stunning. My hands slowly slipped down his chest.
“Devon…” I whispered, though I wasn’t sure what I planned on saying beyond that. The word just came out.
It took a moment for him to respond, as if he were as uncertain of the situation as I was. But he couldn’t be uncertain. Could he? He was always so sure of everything.
“Yes.” His response was soft, but I could hear the lust in his voice. Or perhaps it was just my imagination – hard to say.
His lips were so close to mine. So very, very close.
Just. Once.
Before I could give what I was about to do a second thought, I closed the remaining inch of distance between us, my lips ghosting across his. They were soft and tasted faintly of whiskey.
Pull away. Just get away, a voice in the back of my mind screamed. But the moment my lips touched his, any ounce of reason went out the window and my body and pent up desires took over. I couldn’t pull away and didn’t want to anyway, even if I refused to admit it to myself.
His hips slipped down to my buttocks, gently squeezing. As he grasped my ass, he pulled me down onto him, making me gasp against his lips as the head of his dick threatened to breach my entrance. My heartrate accelerated at the thought of him entering me.
My hands slipped back to his shoulders, my fingertips digging into the hard muscle. The muscle flexed under my fingertips. No one could ever have guessed how ripped this man was under the layers of clothing he normally wore.
Lowering my lips to his, I kissed him again. Fuck the consequences and aftermath. This was for me. I needed him and I was going to take what I wanted. No guilt. No fault. Just him. This time, my kiss was more demanding as I rubbed my mound against him. I was temped to just take him – I doubted he’d protest – but no, I wanted to savor this feeling of anticipation for just a little longer before diving in for the main course.
Our tongues began an erotic dance that sent chills of anticipation through me, and I moaned against his lips. His hands began their journey up my back and then slipped around to my breasts.
Tearing his lips from mine, he began a trail of kisses along my jawline and to my neck. God, I loved it when a man kissed my neck, it was like an pleasure button that was attached directly to my pussy.
And then he was there, his lips and teeth gently nipping at the tender flesh. I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access as I gripped tighter to his shoulders. “Devon. Oh, God.”
My body began to move on its own, gyrating against his hips, the head of his dick working its way between the folds of my pussy and gently rubbing, causing delicious friction against my throbbing clit.
His hands moved to my breasts, cupping them, his thumbs circling my hardening nipples. Closing my eyes, I cleared my mind and allowed the feelings to wash over me. Tonight, I’d have tonight. I deserved to feel good for once.
His lips began travelling downward to my collarbone. I knew where he was heading and the knowledge made the fire between my legs burn hotter than ever. And I was right, his hands left my breasts as his lips reached the center of my chest.
There was hesitation and my body went rigid as I waited for him to move lower. After what felt like an excruciating long time his head dipped and he began moving lower down the valley between my breasts. Anticipating what he intended on doing, I arched my back, giving him better access to my breasts, while holding tight to his shoulders.
He kissed the inner side of each of my breasts, the warmth of his breath sending shivers through me as I continued to gyrate against him. All I had to shift just right and he’d be in me, my core taking his full length, but I refused to allow this to end so quickly.
Lips choosing a breast, his tongue lashed out, swirling around one large, dark hardened nipple. His tongue moved in circular motions around the bud, making me groan out in frustration, while his hand teased the nipple of my free breast.
Just as his lips finally closed around my nipple, his fingertips pinched the nipple on my other breast. Oh god, the jolt that raced through me was exquisite, sending me almost to the brink.
This was insanity; the desire within me was hitting the point of no return and he wasn’t even in me. Hell, his hands hadn’t even explored down below yet!
“Devon. Oh, Devon!” Opening my eyes, I looked down as his mouth devoured my nipple. Jesus, this was happening, I was about to fuck Devon Townstead. And there it was, I was cresting the summit simply by grinding against him, but I was too swept up in the moment to care about how it came about. Water sloshed around us, spilling out over the edge of the tub and onto the floor from the rapid, almost violent movements.
A rush of desire hit me one final time, before the dam burst and I cried out, my body jerking from the force of my orgasm.
As I screamed out, he removed my breast from his lips and hand and grasped my buttocks. “Dammit, baby. That was hot,” he growled before biting at my neck again.
It was. I was feeling light-headed and weak as I grasped at his shoulders, needing to draw from his strength.
“Do you need me, Abby?” He asked between nibbled on my neck.
“Y-yes…”
“Badly?”
“Oh yes. Please.”
His lips ran across my jawline to my lips. “Then ask me. Ask me to take you.” As he spoke his member flexed against my pussy.
There was no doubt in my mind. Not a speck of hesitation. I needed to feel him in me as much as I needed my next breath. Looking down into his eyes, I shivered seeing the intense desire within them. “Please. I need you.”
He moved his hand from my ass to bury it into my hair, fisting it, then pulled my head down, claiming my mouth. My lips parted, inviting him in. As our tongues duelled, I shifted on him until the head of his cock was aligned with my entrance.
His hand tightened on my ass as he urged me to take him in. It had been so long, way too long, since I’d felt a man inside me, and I was eager to feel our bodies combined, regardless of the consequences that would come along with our joining. Slowly, I lowered myself onto him. He had more girth than I anticipated, stretching me to what felt like my limits as I took him in.
I groaned, pulling my lips from his and lowering my forehead to his shoulder as he sank deeper and deeper into me. His dick seemed to go on forever. By the time I was finished sheathing his cock, the fire within me was in full force.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned against my neck.
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I needed a minute to savor the feel of him against and within me. He made me feel of perfectly safe and full, and I didn’t want that feeling to end. But it had to, because there was an even deeper need within me, driving me to more.
Pulling back so I could stare down into his eyes, I began to move on him. Pleasure surged through me, demanding I continue. I started off slowly, picking up speed as I lifted up and down on his shaft, rotating my hips with each thrust.
The desire in his eyes amplified the feelings of want and need within me. Damn, he needed me, wanted me as much as I did him. Gripping his shoulders for balance, I began moving faster, my breasts bouncing and water sloshing around me.
“Fuck, yeah, baby. Ride my cock.”
“Devon!” I moaned, my head falling back and wet, dark hair cascading down my back.
There was no doubt remaining in my mind. This couldn’t be wrong. Nothing that felt this good could be wrong.
Devon’s hands tightened on my ass as he began to thrust up into me, meeting my movements and ramming himself deeper than I could have imagined. Our bodies merged perfectly, as if meant for each other. The pleasure was making me feel light-headed as I reached my breaking point.
But it was too soon…
“Devon. Wait… I - ”
“Abby, Jesus.”
“I’m going to… Oh God. I’m…”
As if reading my mind, he responded, “Then come over my cock baby. I want to feel it..”
Higher and higher. Oh god! The coil within my stomach tightened, and my pussy muscles clenched around him, milking him, begging him to come with me.
“Oh fuck. Yes.” He groaned frantically biting at my neck and earlobe. His hands slid up my body against to my breasts, pinching my nipples. The shot of pain and pleasure that came from his fingertips was the last straw. I couldn’t take anymore.
“I’m coming,” I screamed as I exploded. The burst of pleasure and relief was so great it made me cry out, fingertips digging deep into his shoulders and body quivering. My pussy released his dick as I began to come down from my pleasure high. I was spent. But he wasn’t about to let this end with me.
“My turn, baby.” Gripping my ass once more, he held me tight and stood. I giggled as he swung me around while keeping himself firmly planted inside my core and deposited me on the ledge of the hot tub, my back against the wall. Positioning me so that my ass was at the edge of the tub, he pulled out and slammed back into me with so much power it almost hurt.
I groaned, closing my eyes and letting my head rest against the back wall as I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding tight to him. Holding onto the ledge of the tub, I tilted my pelvis up just a smidge, so he could gain better access to me, as he began to hammer into me. He was no long being gentle or taking his time, he was fucking me. Hard and fast and taking what he needed. His frantic, almost violent fucking was turning me on more than I could have ever imagined.
My fingertips dug into the bathtub, my knuckles turning white from the strain.
Yes, yes, yes!
His cock pulsed, becoming rigid within me. He was going to come, I knew it. The thought brought me to the brink once again. Another few seconds, just a few more…
Devon groaned, low and feral as he thrust into me one final time and released. His dick sent not just one, but two and then three bursts into me, filling my core. The feel of his warm seed, filling me to the brink send me spiralling over the edge again. If I died right this moment, I’d die a happy, happy woman.
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Devon
As I spilt my seed within her, I felt a warming within me that I’d never experienced before. It wasn’t just physical, but there was a mental and emotional warming as well. If I’d felt this way before, it had been too long ago to remember.
Despite our arrangement, this woman wasn’t after anything from me. She was getting paid either way; in fact, she’d be better off not having sex with me. Knowing she was with me because she needed to be was refreshing.
What was surprising me more than anything was the fact that I was enjoying our arrangement. And it wasn’t just because of the game of cat and mouse we were playing, but I really enjoyed coming home to dinner on the table and someone familiar asking about my day. It was nice and comfortable. It wasn’t something I thought I’d ever want.
“Devon. I can’t take any more,” she gasped.
Grinning, I slipped my hand to the back of her head and lowered my lips to hers. I kissed her with every ounce of passion I was feeling. I thrust into her a final time despite being completely depleted – at least for the time being. I wasn’t done with her, not by a long shot.
“Would you like to take this to the bedroom, honey?” I asked, tearing my lips from hers and not waiting for an answer. Reluctantly, I pulled my dick from her warmth and stood up straight. Grabbing her hand, I led her from the hot tub, feeling self-satisfied seeing that she was a little wobbly on her feet.
Once out of the tub, I swept her up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom. Looking up at me with lust and satisfaction in her eyes, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed herself tight against me.
In the bedroom, I gently laid her on the bed. Water began to seep into the comforter, but it didn’t matter. What did matter was the look in her large, dark eyes as she stared up with me, with a coy grin on her lips.
I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful or wanted anyone more. This wasn’t just sex for me. This should have been a scary notion, but for some mysterious reason, it wasn’t.