Chapter Seven — Remy

The question was on the table. If I was going to have Livvie—and I was going to have her—she had to agree to my rules. My terms. This wasn’t her game anymore. I’d waited my turn, played all my cards just right, and now, it was time for the game to stop.

“Yes,” she said, her voice thick with desire, her body trembling with uncertainty.

“Good. You need to trust me to get you where you need to go,” I said.

She nodded and bit her lip, and I couldn’t take it anymore. Her hands were still laced together, pinned above her head, gripped in my own. I finally tore my eyes away from her enticing full lips and let my gaze wander down her entire body from head to toe, over every lush curve. I loved the way her breasts were heaving in anticipation, her breath quick and shallow as she waited, watching me, trying to figure out my next move. She was showing off some skin, and I had the perfect vantage point to look straight down her shirt, but I needed more. I freed one of my hands, gripping both of her wrists in the other, and ran my fingertips down every curve of her body, watching her eyes widen and listening to her panting become more frenzied.

Her breasts were perfect. They fit in my hand and filled my palm with tender, firm flesh. Her nipples were already tight and hard as I stroked my hands over them.

I released her hands long enough to rip the thin tank top over her head. I threw it to the ground and wasted no time running my hand over her newly bared skin. She had a wine-colored bra on but it was thin and left little to my imagination. Just enough to play games and tease me. I flicked the front clasp and the bra clicked open. I pushed the cups aside and stared at her perfect breasts.

“Livvie, you are perfection,” I said, bringing my eyes back to hers. Her blue sapphires were glowing in the dim light as she stared back at me. Her lips were slick with the moisture from our earlier kisses and remained parted, ready for me.

She looked away, dropping her chin at my compliment, and I immediately raised her face up and made her look at me. “You. Are. Perfection.”

This time, she didn’t look away, but I could tell she still didn’t quite know how to react. She was such an enigma to me. One minute, she was this confident, take-charge woman who seemed to enjoy calling me out and grabbing my balls in her fist—figuratively, of course—although that might all change shortly. But then, in the face of a genuine compliment, she acted like the nerdy girl in high school who was pretty but had no fucking clue what she was doing or what she was worth.

The combination was intoxicating. I decided I liked both sides equally.

I fingered the button on her jeans, dying to strip them off her long, shapely legs and see what secrets she was hiding. Was she the type that would be wearing matching panties? Was she a thong or g-string girl? Or something more practical? Or…my most delicious idea…nothing at all.

I had to find out.

I released her hands and stripped away her jeans, taking my time as I slid them down over her smooth skin.

She was wearing a black thong and I instantly spun her around to see the full effect.

“Fuck, Livvie,” I breathed. “Your body. God, girl you are perfect.”

Her ass was something out of a fitness magazine, sculpted but curvy and full at the same time.

While she was still facing the wall, I peeled the panties down her and listened to her pant against the wall as she stepped out of them, her thighs spread slightly. I ran my hands back up the insides of her thighs.

“Remy! Jeez!” she gasped as my thumbs brushed against her pussy lips. She was soaking wet and I could smell the wetness coming from her excitement.

I flipped her back around with an almost effortless twist at her hips. I stood, letting my body brush against her. I kissed her again, my lips teasing her until she let my tongue back in and I kissed her until she was breathless.

Her naked, warm, quivering body was pressed against me with eagerness, a longing, her hips grinding against my bulge.

Livvie’s fingers went to the hem of my shirt and I laughed softly as I backed up and stripped it off, laughing more at the bug-out effect on her eyes as she stared at my toned physique. She ran her fingers along the indentations of each section of my abs and then trailed down further…and further…

It was my turn to gasp and I grabbed her hands again before she could get too carried away.

I had other plans.

I unbuttoned my jeans and without saying a word, Livvie sank down to her knees before me. Her eyes sparkled as she watched me standing before her.

“Touch yourself,” I said. “I want to see you stroke that sweet little clit,” I instructed her.

Without question, she put her hand between her spread legs and started to toy between her lips. She moaned out instantly and closed her eyes.

“Open your eyes, baby. I want to see your eyes.”

She did as I instructed and stared up at me. Her mouth was open as well and she groaned out as she continued to stroke between her lips.

“Good. Now, taste yourself. Show me what you can do.”

She brought her soaking wet fingertips to her lips and licked her way down before sticking them in her mouth, one at a time, and sucking them clean.

My body surged and my cock was throbbing, harder than I could even remember.

I unzipped my jeans and slid out of them and my boxer briefs, discarding them before stepping back in front of Livvie. She was still sucking her fingers, but her eyes and attention were definitely focused on my hard cock.

“Do you like it?” I asked.

She nodded. “Yeah.”

I stepped closer and guided my cock to her lips that I knew were still dripping with her own juices. She opened her lips and sucked the tip into her mouth. A thousand sensations sparked through me at the warm, slow heat she was building as she began to suck my cock. Her lips and tongue were as soft as silk and she knew what she was doing. She bobbed, sucked, licked all as if conducting a perfect orchestra number, every move thought out and calculated, her eyes gleaming the entire time she worked.

“Keep touching—” I drew in a ragged gasp as she ran her teeth ever so gently on my cock. “Fuck!”

I swear she smiled.

Damn. She was good.

“Touch yourself, Livvie. Now. Faster.”

I wanted to torture her the way she was torturing me.

She immediately followed my instructions, lowering her hand back between her sweet pussy lips.

“Go inside, feel every inch,” I said.

She thrust her fingers inside and let out a moan that vibrated over my cock that was deeply implanted between her devil red lips and I nearly came at the sensation.

Livvie worked her fingers inside her pussy at the same pace as she bobbed her lips and tongue over my cock, and I was seeing stars as I tried to hold myself back. She came and moaned out again. I pulled out of her, knowing I couldn’t hold out any longer. Without waiting another second, I lifted Livvie off her knees and bent her over the massive, king-sized bed.

Her ass curved out towards my dripping cock and I ran my fingertips over her smooth, perfect skin just before I smacked her round ass cheek. She flinched at my sudden touch, still shaking from her orgasm.

I wanted to slam inside her and let her sweet pussy swallow me whole. I slid two fingers inside her pussy and felt the walls still contracting with the throes of her orgasm as it washed away. I pulled my fingers out and slapped her ass again, twice—fast and steady, watching her ass jiggle and turn a beautiful pink color. She gasped and moaned into the bed—face first, as I slid my fingers back inside her sweet wet pussy.

“Remy! Remy!” She started screaming as my fingers went faster and harder into her.

She was so tight, about to come again, when I dropped to my knees behind her and licked her from front to back, stopping to collect all her juices with the tip of my tongue as I slowly slid it through her slick, wet lips. When my tongue circled her sweet little asshole, she screamed out and tried to wiggle away. I grabbed her hips firmly in place and continued tonguing her ass, tasting every sexy inch of her.

She was so fucking delicious. I wanted it all. Every drop.

I only stopped because my cock was so hard it was starting to ache. I needed her.

All of her.

“Remy, please. Remy, please fuck me. Fuck me, Remy,” she whimpered, her voice muffled with her face still buried in the pillows.

I stood and slid a condom down my hard shaft, and then slammed my cock deep inside her and she screamed again. She was tight, but it was a perfect fit as I thrust hard into her pussy.

“Ahhh…fuck!” she moaned and called out my name as I continued. I reached around and grabbed her tits, rubbing her nipples between my fingers and pinching them with each thrust.

She peaked again and it rolled right into another earth-shattering orgasm as I plowed into her over and over again. I held on as long as I could, not getting enough of her moaning and begging, but I was clinging to the edge for too long and with one final thrust, I exploded inside her as her pussy tightened and she came for me again.

Stars and colors burst behind my closed eyes as my seed pumped into her. My hands were still holding her hips and I dug my fingers into her skin as I rode the wave up and then slowly crashed down again.

When I finally caught my breath, I pulled out and removed the condom, tied it and tossed it into the bedside trash. A wicked tingle came over me. I turned to look at Livvie, panting, lying boneless on the bed in front of me.

“Remy...”

I sank down next to her and we stared at each other for a long time, our eyes wide with what had just happened.

I’d fucked a ton of girls in my life, but that night with Livvie was different. I didn’t know what or how…just different.