I knew I should just walk away, that I shouldn’t allow this to happen. I shouldn’t give up any control to her. It was bad enough that I’d already relinquished some through allowing her to take the reins with my cock, even just for a little while and during the hallway quickie.
She’d managed to get under my skin. I wasn’t sure she even knew just how many of my buttons she’d actually pushed in such a short timeframe, making it all the more intense and difficult to get a handle on.
That was probably why I found myself lifting my hands from her shoulders and resting them either side of me, silently giving her the reins.
I saw her hesitate. Was it shock that I’d given her control, or uncertainty with what she was about to do, giving head for the first time?
I got my answer in the next second when she cradled my balls, then opened her mouth wide and took the entire length of me right to the back of her throat.
“Fuck!” I cried out, digging my fingers into the mattress.
She gagged right away and drew back a little, finding her sweet spot, what she could actually take. She was bold to attempt deep throating right off the bat. I hadn’t expected that.
It took her a second to find her rhythm, but once she did, I was in heaven as she rolled my balls between her fingers. I threw my head back, grunting and savoring the pleasure.
Perhaps, I could do it then. Savor it like a normal person.
But then she raked her nails down my thighs.
The bite of pain had my head snapping forward. Fuck. She was calling the monster out.
I reached out and fisted my hand in her hair.
A little cry of surprise escaped her, the sound vibrating along my cock, making me groan at the delicious sensation.
Stop. Don’t do it.
I was about to drop my hand.
But then her teeth grazed my shaft.
Fucking hell!
The monster breached the surface.
Both my hands plunged into her hair, fisting wildly.
She whimpered from the bite of pain as I pulled at her roots.
Using it as leverage, I pumped her mouth up and down my cock.
She managed to keep up with it.
The pleasure became too much then, taking me over, and I rolled my hips, thrusting my cock down her throat, as I held her steady by her hair, at my mercy, while I fucked her face.
Shockingly, she moaned out around the mouthful of cock stuffed down her throat. Her hips undulated. She was getting off on the roughness, the brutality, me losing my shit and unleashing on her.
Her sheer determination to meet me on my level, her accepting all of me, even the darkest parts, the understanding there… it was incredible.
It had something shifting in me.
Something I’d never thought possible.
The monster quieted, retreating.
The urge to devour, break and ruin that usually consumed me when I was this far along beyond my control, was nowhere to be found.
All the pain and darkness that drove me to seek out that rough and brutal physical connection to satiate the monster was clinging to something else now.
The love I felt for her.
It was… soothing it, snuffing out all the dark.
I released her hair and she pulled back in surprise, my cock falling from her lips.
Sweeping her off her feet, I swung her around and laid her down on the bed. Climbing on and straddling her, I leaned in and looked deeply into her beautiful eyes. “I love you.”
She frowned in confusion. “I love you too, Finn. But what—?”
“I want to take my time with you,” I said, pushing off her robe. The treat beneath had my breath catching in my throat. All lace. Neon-pink. A bustier and a goddamn thong. I ran my hand the length of her, taking my time feeling up the sexy lingerie. And then I tugged the thong off and pulled down the cups of her bustier, bearing her perky breasts. I circled her cherry-tipped nipples with my tongue. “Savor every delicious inch of you.” I feasted on the swell of her full, perky breasts, then made my way down her body, my lips hot on her soft skin. She trembled, her breath coming in short, erratic bursts. “You deserve to be worshipped, little warrior.” She giggled as I swirled my tongue inside her navel.
I smiled to myself, then trailed a warm, wet path down to her pubic bone, sweeping across the top of her pussy.
“Yes,” she breathed.
I grabbed a condom off the top of my bedside table, then ripped off my t-shirt. I sheathed myself, her glazed eyes on me the entire time.
“Please,” she urged me, as I took my cock in my hand and rubbed it up and down her slick pussy.
Gathering her in my arms, I crushed her to me, needing her as close as physically possible. And then I slid in deep, both of us groaning at the delicious way we fit together.
I sawed in and out of her, my thrusts deep and erotically slow, savoring the exquisite feel of her walls bearing down around me, intent on keeping my cock buried inside her.
I took her mouth, my kiss hot and heavy. She moaned out, her body yielding to me wholly.
I gave her everything I had, pouring my pent-up need and emotions into it. Everything I’d been keeping locked down for far too long.
Her body trembled, her back arching, as I ground against her swollen clit. She was ready to come. I pulled my mouth from hers, commanding, “Drench my cock, sweetheart.”
I thrust hard, then swiveled my hips, bearing down on her sweet clit, and she came apart. Her wild shrieks were like beautiful music to my ears. I held her tight to me, savoring every tremble of ecstasy, watching her face
