“I haven’t said stop yet,” I whispered. Crush’s eyes met mine in a blaze—a silent asking for consent. ThatIhadn’t changed my mind. But he needed to hear me say it. He wouldn’t continue unless I asked. “Please, Crush. Fuck me.”
That did it. In a rush, he had his hands at the band of my shorts, roughly pulling them down. My fingers reached out, undoing his belt, or at least attempting to. My hands grazed Crush’s erection, and for a brief moment, I wondered if he would even fit. I finally managed to free the loop of his leather belt and pulled it through. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and I could feel his dick twitching underneath. It was hot to be wanted with such ferocity.
He shook himself free of his pants, leaving us in just our underwear. His mouth kissed up my legs before settling on the convergence of my sex. Crush pressed a kiss to my clit through the thong before gently removing it with his teeth. He left me open and bare, and he took his time admiring my naked body. And I didn’t feel the need to cover up. The way he was looking at me said it all.He wants me just as I am.
Crush followed suit with the remainder of his clothing, and I balked a bit at his size. His cock was long and thick, and I could see the prominent vein that ran the length of him. In the moonlight, I saw the glisten of precum at his tip—he was more than ready to take me. He glided a finger between the lips of my sex, which were all but dripping with arousal. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them clean.
“You taste so good, sweetheart,” he growled. “And you’re so wet.”
“Just fuck me,” I moaned, thrusting my hips up to show my impatience. “Please, Crush.”
He entered me swiftly. He was bare, and it felt so good, my toes curling at the sensation. He began moving, thrusting so deeply, I was seeing stars. His thumb went to my clit and rubbed slow, lazy circles around it. There is nothing more I could do but simply enjoy the pleasures he was giving me. He filled me up perfectly, and he was hitting my g-spot with every thrust.
“God, you're so tight,” Crush growled. I was panting at this point, almost at the edge of my orgasm. My stomach tightened as he kept thrusting, picking up his pace. I was so close to taking the leap into ecstasy. As if Crush could feel it, he said, “Sweetheart, come. Come for me.”
I came then, spasming around his cock. He kept thrusting through it all, his pace more erratic and deeper. I was already building to a second orgasm, which was an entirely new sensation for me in bed. Crush’s pace became even more frantic, and I could sense that he was also about to come. I looked into his eyes, and he seemed conflicted, slowing his pace a bit.
“I'm on birth control,” I told him. “Come in me.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
I nodded. With my full consent, he began to pound into me. It was exhilarating and almost carnal, and it felt fantastic. He filled me deep with every thrust, setting a grueling pace. I brought my hands up to my breasts, playing with my nipples as I enjoyed the sensations throughout my whole body. Crush watched me with rapt attention, and it felt so good to be watched in such a manner. I felt…powerful. I could see why Aphrodite was revered as a goddess—to be the subject of fantasies was one thing, but to live them was entirely another.
I could feel my second orgasm on the brink, and I was pushed over the edge on the next deep thrust from Crush. My fingernails bit into his shoulders as I held on, and it seemed to spur him on more. Crush started to thrust faster and harder, then suddenly, he sank deep into me, filling me up with him and his seed. He came with a growl, my name falling from his lips like some sort of chant.
He pulled out of me and brought me to his chest as we caught our breath. He kissed my forehead softly, and I curled in further to his chest, my hand splayed over his heart. I could feel it pounding, sure and strong.That was fucking awesome, I thought with a satiated smile. It was totally worth it, and I wanted nothing more than to do it again. And in the morning. As long as it was with Crush, I wanted it.
I remembered King’s words, snapping me out of my blissful haze. I looked at Crush, who looked back at me with such care. He pressed a soft kiss to my lips, and I laid my head back down on his chest. Crush ran a hand through my hair, his fingers gently making their way through. I closed my eyes, content with the moment.
What King doesn't know won't hurt.
Crush
Iwoke up, still holding Brianna in my arms. It felt so great to wake up next to her, with the early morning sunlight pouring in from her window. It tinged her hair to be almost golden, like fire. I pressed a small kiss to her shoulder, seeing the small bruises and marks I had left the night before. It was so beautiful to see her asmine; now, if only I could make it official.
Last night had been a thing of dreams. Even now, it didn’t feel real. But it was definitely her skin beneath my palms. It was soft, and she smelled like coconuts. It was a scent that distinctly her own. Her face was soft, completely relaxed. I brushed a lock of hair out of her face, and she turned her face into my hand.
She rolled over and looked at me with her blue eyes that were wide and expectant.Well what gentlemen wouldn't oblige with that look?I thought.I brought her on top of me, kissing her and feeling her breasts under my hands. She moaned into my mouth as my thumbs circled over her nipples, turning them hard. It wasn't much longer before I could feel a dampness on my stomach where she sat. I was hard as a rock and more than ready to sink back into that wet, tight little heaven inside of her.
She looked at me mischievously, slinking down my body. Brianna settled between my legs, and her long lashes fluttered down over her cheeks. Her small hands wrapped around my cock, moving up and down, and I let out a hiss between clenched my teeth. Her soft lips kissed the tip of my cock, and I couldn't help but thrust up a little bit, wanting to be in her mouth. She parted her lips, granting me access inside.
She bobbed up and down as her hands wrapped around my dick and moved with her head. It felt so good, and I had to stamp down the feelings of jealousy as I realized she had done this before. But before I could go down that rabbit hole any father, she took me deep down her throat, and I thought I was seeing God. I looked down at her as she kept her pace, taking me deeply again and again.
Her blue eyes opened, connecting with mine as she sucked my cock. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. I felt my orgasm as it traveled from the base to the head of my erection. I was resolute in not coming in her mouth—I wasn’t going to waste a drop that could be in her womb. I pulled her off of me and brought her up to my chest, kissing her mouth as she straddled above my hips, waiting. Her arousal was teasing the tip of my dick as I felt her wetness.
Brianna smiled as she teased me more, grinding her damp folds and clit on my shaft. I growled and twisted her nipple as retribution. She gasped and realized she needed to get on with the program. I loved foreplay as much as the next guy, but I needed to be inside of her more than I needed air to breathe.
She finally sank down, taking me inside her fully. Her muscles clenched around me, and I felt like the luckiest man in the world. My hands went to her hips, helping her bounce up and down on my cock, her tits moving with the rhythm. It was an easy pace, and she took me deep inside her as she moved. She looked down at me, and she was smiling.
All for me, I thought.Dr. Brianna Gold is my woman.
She ground herself against me, taking her pleasure for herself in a way that drove me further. To watch a woman take what she wants from life—there was nothing hotter in my book. My thumb went down to her clit, remembering how she liked it last night. Her eyes opened with shock at the feeling, her hands pressing against my chest. I watched as she parted her lips, and I could feel her orgasm rocket through her body. Her pussy clenched around me with the tightness that I was almost ready to blow. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from spilling into her like some fucking virgin.
I brought her against my chest, holding her as she shook with her climax. The feel of her breasts pressed up against my chest had me on fire, her skin soft on mine. I thrust it up into her, loving the moans and gasps I elicited from her. My hands cupped her round, perfect ass as I rolled her on me in a new way. Soon, I was seeing stars, and she screamed in pleasure as we came together.
She rested on top of me, my cock still inside her as she caught her breath. She looked at me with a sexed-up smile and kissed me gently. Her hair was like a halo around her face, the morning light making it glow.An angel, I thought.And man, did she make me see heaven. I don’t know what I did to deserve such a woman, but damn, was I happy about my luck.
“Good morning,” she chuckled.
