“Now I know why. It’s because it’s supposed to be for you.”
I forgot how to breathe.
My instincts were urging me to pull her up. To do this for her, bury my head between her thighs, and make her come on my tongue because I’ve made her wait long enough for me.
But how could I when she’s offering me a first of hers that I can’t refuse?
“C, you don’t have to,” I mumbled as my last attempt to give her an out, but then she was pulling down the black stretchycloth until she was freeing my throbbing cock, a bead of pre-cum already on the tip.
I watched Cosette take in my visible shudder, and she grew cheeky, too goddamn pleased as she licked a stripe up the underside of my length.
If I thought I was screwed before, it was nothing compared to what I’m going through now.
I could feel myself bursting at the seams, but I was doing my best not to disappoint and come too quickly.
Cosette’s warm lips finally wrapped around my head, still hellbent on playing with my tip with her tongue even when she had it between her teeth.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned, my head falling backwards against the wall. My fists were clenching, having nothing to hold on to, but that problem didn’t last for long.
My eyes flew open as I felt the wetness of her lips slide higher, my cock now halfway in her mouth. Gripping onto Cosette’s hair in an instant, she seemed not to have minded as she moaned against me, the vibrations sending electricity up my shaft.
Just a little more, I told myself, but when she took me deeper, a muffled sound escaping her lips as my tip touched the back of her throat, I grabbed her hair, prompting her to pull away.
The sight of her kneeling down, the head of my throbbing cock connected to her lips with a pearly string of saliva, was enough to make me lose control.
Cosette giggled as I pulled her to stand up by roughly pulling at her hair, and I was turning both of us around to pin her against the wall.
“You are driving me goddamn insane. Stop giggling and tell me to go easier on you,” I just about growled at her, feeling all the muscles in my body taut with restraint.
Restraint that I apparently didn’t need as Cosette’s next words unchained me.
“Why? I like it rough.”
Sliding her panties to the side, I gave her exactly what she wanted.
What she’s craved and fantasized about for years.
With one thrust, I slipped my cock between her folds, stretching her to fit me as she gasped against the wall, a hand coming up behind her shoulder to reach for my nape.
It was unceremonious.
I didn’t even wait for her to adjust around me before I was drawing out whimper after whimper from her lips with my every thrust.
If I could drive her through the wall by fucking her without mercy, I would’ve.
Because Cosette was enjoying every minute of it.
She enjoyed it with every moan that slipped past her lips as my hips drove through her without falter.
“You like that? Hmm?” I couldn’t help but ask in a breathless pant, a small part of me still worried that I’m going too hard, too fast, but C was nodding mindlessly.
I pulled out for a fraction of a second, turning her around to face me before I was pulling one of her legs up around my waist with a hand on the back of her knee, and I drove back into her.
“Open your eyes and look at me as you come around my cock, baby.”
And as soon as I saw her brown eyes that I’ve seen a thousand times before, I slipped a hand between us, letting my fingers finish the job.
Cosette screamed out her orgasm, her nails digging into my nape, no doubt leaving crescent-shaped shadows behind as I came after her, filling her up to the hilt.
