Chapter 10
Girth
I jumped off the bike after Lila and I followed her up the steps of the porch and into her house. She was mad at me for some reason. She was mad at me?! I was fucking mad at everything. I was ready to shoot a bullet right through that scumbag’s head if he touched her again. But who was I to lay down rules for who could and couldn’t touch Lila? For all I knew, they’d been sleeping together for years and planning a wedding.
I slammed the front door shut and followed Lila into the living room.
“Why are you in here if you don’t want to talk to me?” she asked, and I noticed how the tops of her pale cheeks had turned red with anger.
I clenched my jaws and glared at her.
“Well? You’re not willing to hear me explain, so what are you doing here? Why don’t you go and sit on my porch like my dad told you to?” she continued and I took a step towards her.
Lila held her ground and stuck her chin up in the air.
“So, what are you going to do about it?” she hissed and I stepped closer to her. My body was overshadowing hers, she was looking up at me with her wide blue eyes and those lips…the ones that were wrapped so tightly around my cock earlier. I could already feel myself going hard again.
“You’re just going to stand there and watch as another guy strokes my arm? A guy I know you detest!” she was egging me on, I knew what she was doing. She was playing on my rage, trying to entice me to do or say something.
Our bodies were inches apart now. I got a whiff of her fruity perfume and I gazed down at her breasts. She was wearing a tight white cotton t-shirt that stuck to her body. I could see the print of her bra underneath it.
“Fuck, Lila!” I growled as I lunged at her. She gasped when our lips met and I pushed her body, till her back thudded against the wall. A painting above us shook and rattled as it hung.
My tongue was in her mouth and my hands were on her breasts. I knew I was taking her breath away as she gasped. I nibbled roughly on her bottom lip and my hands lifted up her t-shirt. Her skin was supple and buttery smooth. I ran my hands up her slender torso till I was cupping her small dainty breasts.
Lila was panting when I pulled my mouth away from her. Her eyes were wide and glazed with desire. Her hands were at my belt again, she was undoing my pants. I flicked her nipples and she winced with delight. My pants fell down and she was about to bend down in front of me. I grabbed her shoulders and stopped her.
“Not this time,” I growled. I wanted her to know just how much she’d made me suffer by making me come in her mouth. She’d have to get a taste of her own medicine this time.
I pinned her to the wall, with my arm on her belly, and I crouched down in front of her. Lila gasped again. I looked up at her, staring into her eyes as I parted her legs. Her black lycra skirt stretched and then rolled up by itself up her thighs and pooled around her waist.
She was wearing a lemon yellow pair of panties, with the same flowery print on it as her bra. I kept my hands firmly on the insides of her thighs and then reached for the wet spot that was spreading between her legs.
“Girth…” she hissed my name and I felt her weave her manicured nails into my messy hair. I wanted to taste her cum in my mouth this time. I wanted to make her body shake with my tongue.
Slowly, I rolled down her panties, allowing her to straighten her legs so that it fell to the floor. Her pussy was warm and throbbing, it was sticky wet in her juices and I licked my lips as I brought my face close to her. I could hear her sucking in her breath rapidly. Her fingers were tightly gripping my hair.
I gently lapped at her swollen up clit and she raised herself on her toes. I smiled at that and then licked her wet folds.
“Oh my God!” she shrieked, just as I slipped my tongue into her. She tasted musky and sweet at the same time, and nothing could turn me on more. My cock was hard between my legs, my balls were swollen and ready to explode, but I wanted Lila to come first.
I used my thumb to tease her clit as my tongue flicked her pussy. She gasped and moaned and I slid into her folds, parting it, reaching as deep as my tongue could go. I knew that my beard was scratching her delicate skin but she didn’t seem to mind. She was rejoicing in the feeling. I sucked and thrust, lapping up the sticky juices that had started to flow out of her.
When I looked up at her, Lila was clutching her breasts with both hands, playing with her nipples. She wasn’t holding back.
I groaned, as my tongue dove into her again. My cock was throbbing hard, desperate for a release. She was so small and defenseless pinned up against the wall like that, at the mercy of my tongue.
My fingers worked their magic on her clit, while my tongue explored her pussy, rapidly thrusting in and out and sucking up the juices. She was like a ripe summer fruit, ready to burst full of flavor right in my mouth. Nothing could possibly taste sweeter.
I knew she was close to coming, I could feel her body shuddering. My tongue continued and my fingers stroked her clit, till I could feel her juices oozing out. She shuddered and screamed as she came, harder than she had come in the morning by her own fingers.
I lapped up her juices hungrily, devouring every taste and scent of her. Some of it escaped down her thighs and I ran my tongue down her leg, lapping it up. My finger stroked her clit while she came and I continued sucking on her pussy.
Lila was panting by the time I was done with her and I straightened myself up. With her cum glazing my lips, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to myself. She looked exhausted, her eyes were wide with the shock of her orgasm and I kissed her hungrily. This wasn’t over yet, I still hadn’t come. I kissed her hard, till her lips were throbbing delicately in my mouth.
With my hands on her t-shirt, I lifted it up over her head and Lila was still panting. I unhooked her bra and her small breasts bounced into view. Her nipples were long and pert, the color of dusty rose and perfect for my mouth.
I pulled her to myself again, lowering my face to her left breast. She arched her neck back, till the top of her head was knocking against the wall. I sucked on her left nipple, still hungry for more. I knew she could feel my ramrod hard cock digging into her belly. I knew she knew exactly what I wanted.
I wanted to be inside this woman. I wanted to spill my seed inside her and make her come. Nothing in the world would have felt more delicious than to come inside her. When I drew my mouth away from her breast, I found Lila looking at me. She wanted the same thing. She wanted to feel my cock inside her.
She pinned herself to the wall again and spread her legs. She was inviting me in, but all I could think about was how fucking her now would be a disaster. If Lewis ever found out he would kill me. He would tell Elwood and Lila’s godfather would kill me all over again. She was a precious flower to all of them, and how dare I get my grubby hands on her? And also, that guy. Didn’t she have a thing with that guy?
I felt Lila’s hands reach for my cock. She was holding me now, stroking its length gently at first, till her strokes became wilder. She was desperate to have my cock plow into her, and I was desperate for the same thing. I just couldn’t do it. Not after everything I knew about her, not after I knew what Lewis wanted for her and Hugh.
I clenched my jaws and placed my palms on the wall on either side of her face. I brought my face up close to hers, so that our noses grazed as she stared into my eyes.
“Aren’t you going to fill me, Girth? I want you inside me,” I heard her say and Lila’s voice was like a lullaby in my ears. She sounded beautiful, just like she looked.
I couldn’t reply. All I could do was glare at her, while she stroked my cock rapidly. My balls were bursting, my cock was throbbing for a release and I knew that I would have to just come there in her hands.
I looked down at her perfect little breasts, bouncing as she jerked me. Her nipples grazed against my chest and she bit down on her lip. She had the perfect body, the most delicate petite little body that I wanted to throw over my shoulder and carry to her bed.
Lila’s strokes became harder and I stared at her lips, at her bow shaped luscious lips and I knew what they were capable of.
I came hard, and her hands slipped over my cock, covered in my cum. I shot right into the palms of her hands while she stroked me. I growled through gritted teeth, right at her face as I came. I could feel the veins on my neck throbbing as I released and she leaned her head back. Her eyelids were heavy with desire, and it was obvious that she liked to watch me come.
Lila liked having this control over my body. She enjoyed watching a big man like me, helpless in her hands. She might have been a foot shorter than me, light as a feather and delicate like candy floss; but she was the one who had the real control. She had her father and her friends wrapped around her thumb and she was doing the same to me now too.
I jerked myself away from her, the moment my orgasm started to fade away. Lila stared at me with widened wild blue eyes. I pulled up my pants and hooked back my belt and I could feel her eyes on me, following my every move. She hadn’t said a word yet, but I could sense that something was coming. There was a storm brewing.
She was too beautiful, she was too spoilt to not have the last word.
I wished I could just get away from her. I was the kind of guy who fucked and forgot and then fucked someone else again. I didn’t know what to do with myself in a situation like this. I wished I could just push her away, but I couldn’t really, and it had do with my uncontrollable urge to fuck her constantly. I wanted to growl and break something or punch a wall.
“That’s it then? Do you hate me now?” I heard her say, and I couldn’t believe that she had said those words. How could anyone hate this woman? She had no idea what I was feeling, and I was determined for her to never find out.