“Quite the opposite.” Fuck me, where did this confidence come from.
“Touch yourself,” I beg, almost whimpering. His hands work his cock slowly, his thumb swiping along the pierced tip, pulling a groan from him. His eyes never leave mine though, looking for some sign that I’m uncomfortable or want to stop. However I don’t want to stop at all.
“I’m so close.” I cry out.
“Me too, you are such a pretty picture riding that cock Baby. You’d look even prettier painted in my cum.” His head falls backward and he begins to pull on his cock more aggressively. My breaths begin to come out shallow and rough, my movements on the dildo becoming choppy.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” I scream. My pussy convulsing around the toy, wetness spilling out of me, legs shaking.
“Where Peppermint?” He moans, looking directly into my eyes.
“My chest.” With one final pull, Collins’s cum paints my chest in long ropes, dripping over my breasts and down my stomach as we both pant.
Collins steps closer, reaching down and rubbing his cum into my skin before swiping some up with his fingers, “Open.”
He gently sticks his fingers into my mouth and I gladly suck them clean, letting his flavor explode across my tongue. His dick twitches in front of my face causing me to squirm, as he notices a smirk forms across his face.
“You’re so good for me. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He extends a hand, helping me off the ground.
I thought I was in deep before, but now I don’t think I can go back.
Chapter 11
Take It Slow
Collins
Having Harley spread out, bouncing up and down on that toy was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I know she was putting herself in a vulnerable position which is why I stood back, hands clenched at my sides watching with rapt attention as she pleasured herself until she permitted me to come closer. Self-restraint is something I’d say I have loads of but when it comes to Harley Wheeler, I want to give into all of my deepest pleasures. I’ll wait though until she’s ready, one step at a time.
With all that she went through in her previous relationship, I know that aftercare—while always an important step, is going to be vital here if we want to take steps forward instead of backward.
“How did that feel?” I ask as she waits for the shower to warm in the room beside us.
“Shower first?” She asks, cheeks and chest heated red.
“Okay, I’ll hop in once you’re done.” I can’t help but lean in and place a chaste kiss on her forehead before she exits the room.
After our showers we’re cuddled up in bed, my hand moving up and down her back, I ask again, “How was that for you?”
“Really fucking good.” She pauses, “But I don’t think I’m ready to do more… Yet.”
“That’s okay, we can go at your pace.” I pause, “We don’t have to do anything at all. Having you like this, it’s all I need.”
“Let’s just take it slow, there’s no rush right?”
“No rush at all, Peppermint.” I let my lips find the top of her head, then her lips.
“Goodnight, Freckles.” She whispers into the dark once we part.
“Night, Harley.”
By Christmas Eve, the snow has finally relaxed into a flurry and we should be able to clear a path up to the main cabin in the morning. Harley has been stressing about if we’d make it to celebrate with our friends, but I feel confident that we’ll all be together come tomorrow. Today though, I plan to keep her to myself for a little while longer.
Tatum
How’s it looking down there, Collins?
Collins
