His deep chuckle only served to piss me off. I was wet as a damn riverbed after a torrential downpour, and he was dragging this out. He moved lower, sticking his tongue in my belly button swirling it around the ring. My stomach muscles clenched and sensations shot straight to my pussy.
“You wet yet?” he teased.
Again, that damn chuckle and his dimple made an appearance when he heard me growl at his question.
“Lie your ass down,” he ordered, taking both my arms by the wrists and forcing me back to the bed when I attempted to grab his boxer briefs and pull them down. Shit, that made me even wetter. Slowly his free hand made its way to my panties, tugging them down, revealing my bare pussy in desperate need of attention.
“Yeah, you’re wet.” He tossed my panties over the edge of the bed and began using two fingers to stroke me, spreading my wetness all around my labia.
“Xavier, please,” I begged again, my back arching off the bed, my wrists still bound by his hand above my head.
“Please what? What you want me to do?”
My eyes fluttered shut. This man was trying to kill me, I knew it.
“You need to say exactly what you want me to do,” he ordered, pressing his erection, still covered by his briefs, up against my core, but his face was now hovering just above mine. “Tell me what you want,” he growled.
“You know what I want,” I insisted, tugging against his grasp around my wrists. That move only made him tighten his grasp.
“Nah, you need to say the shit. What do you want me to do, Chanel? You want me to lick you? You want me to fuck you with my fingers? My dick? What?”
Yes! Yes! Yes! All three at the same time,I chanted in my head. “Just fuck me!”, is what I yelled aloud. He gave me the most dangerous grin before sliding his boxers down and grabbing a condom from the nightstand.
“With my dick or my fin—?” His question was cut off as he chuckled from another growl of mine.
“Xav—ohhhh!” My admonishment ceased when he slid his entire length into me in one swift movement. God, I felt like he was in my damn stomach. I was so full of him. When he began moving, my breath caught, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.
He unbound my wrists, grabbing each of my hands with his own, so our fingers were intertwined, still above my head. When I raised my head, he answered my silent request, fusing our mouths together as our pelvises collided, over and over again. The smacking of skin on skin, my feminine moans, and his masculine grunts echoed around the room. I broke the kiss for much-needed oxygen and used my tongue to lick his jawline down to his neck where I placed small nibbles. He tasted as good as he looked, with a bit of salt from his sweat adding flavor. When he reached under my ass, pulling me even closer into him, I squeezed my pelvic muscles, causing him to groan and pick up his pace.
“Shit, this pussy is too good,” he moaned in my ear.
I locked my legs around him and gripped his fingers of the hand still intertwined with mine, even tighter.
“Xavier, I’m...I’m gonna...come,” I panted as my inner thighs began to tremble and my pelvic muscles began squeezing uncontrollably.
He pulled back, staring me right in the eye. “Come for me. Let me see it.”
And I did. The words weren’t fully out of his mouth when my body tightened up, I clamped my thighs tightly around his hips, and my mouth opened in a scream as my orgasm shook my entire body. All throughout my orgasm, neither one of us broke eye contact. I could tell Xavier wanted to see every shudder and expression as he continued to stroke me while I came.
When the shuddering decreased to a few light trembles, he flipped our positions with me on top, straddling him. He moved his hands to squeeze my ass as I placed my hands at the center of his strong chest.
“Ride this dick until I come,” he commanded, smacking my ass.
Of course, I did as instructed. Body still recovering from my orgasm, I began raising and lowering my hips, grinding against his pelvis and squeezing my pelvic muscles until Xavier was falling over the cliff with me. Minutes later, I collapsed onto his sweaty chest, exhausted. We both panted, struggling to fill our lungs with oxygen.
“Don’t,” Xavier ordered when I went to move off his chest. He tightened one arm around my back while he stroked my back with his other hand. I closed my eyes and sighed, deciding I was comfortable exactly where I was, Xavier still buried inside of me and all.
“Don’t try to run in the middle of the night.” His voice had taken on a hard, warning tone I’d never heard before. I opted not to answer. Instead, I turned my face to his chest and pressed my lips to it, before laying my head back down. Moments later, everything went dark as I drifted off to sleep.
****
Xavier
“Fuuuuck!”
The tightness in my groin and tingles shooting down my spine are what awoke me. I blinked a couple of times, my eyes needing to adjust to the morning sunlight that came through the curtains.
When my gaze traveled downward, the sexiest vision came into sight as I stared down at Chanel, eyes on me, and my entire dick in her mouth. She slowly let me slip out, grinned, and then lowered her mouth around my stiffness, disappearing my entire dick down her throat. I moaned, watching her, as she swallowed me whole. She paused at the tip, swirling her tongue around it, then licking it from root to stem.
