Page 23 of The Music in Me

The sensation was so unexpected that I cried out, as the toy in my pussy began to vibrate. My grip around his cock weakened, and I saw stars as erotic sensations of bliss rushed through me like a fiery blaze.

“Can’t come yet, Kira,” he reminded me, pushing his cock deeper inside my mouth. “Come on, show Daddy what a good little girl you are.”

I resumed sucking his cock, shaking with the need to quickly gather steam inside me. My fingers cupped his balls, tugging and squeezing them, desperate to get him off as fast as I could before it became too late. There was a spike in the vibration of the toy, and I cried out, my body growing taut as I fought back the wave of orgasm that almost consumed me.

“That’s it,” Leon said as I continued to work my lips and tongue over the head of his cock.

Gripping his shaft in my fist, I began to pump in quick, tight strokes, moaning around the throbbing organ in my mouth. The hand behind my head guided me as he thrust into my mouth while the toy made me burn from the inside out. He was getting close. I could hear it in his groans and feel it in the way he moved faster.

I was shaking now, shuddering as I pushed him harder, desperate to get him off. We were both groaning and moaning, incoherent as we fought to see who surrendered first. He did, and I moaned as he slammed into me one last time and filled my mouth with the sweet taste of his cum. His body went taut, and he tugged on my hair so hard it caused more wetness to flow.

I barely felt it as the toy inside me went into overdrive. As the last drop of cum slid down my throat, the vibrator buzzed with so much intensity I collapsed to the floor, exploding with pleasure so intense it left me blind and tore a throttled cry from my lips. Leon went on his knees next to me, holding my hands as the tremors of pleasure consumed me.

When the last wave passed over me, I opened my eyes and looked at him, mouth too heavy to talk. The taste of him filled my senses, and I felt like I’d spend every joule of energy in my body. He picked me up and carried me to the bed, getting in and tucking me against his body. He pulled the toy out of me, and I moaned.

“I’m sorry,” I said when I could finally talk, voice husky and filled with shame.

“For what?”

“You did not say I could come.”

“Yes, I did. I said you could come once you made me come. You did, Kira.” He pulled me close and kissed me tenderly on the lips. “You made Daddy proud. Now, Daddy’s going to make you feel good.”

I had no idea what he was talking about until I felt his cock push against my swollen, sensitive sex. Somehow, I’d missed him slipping on a condom in the haze of delirium from my climax. He slid in, burying himself halfway inside me and stretching me wide. Waves of pleasure consumed me, and I felt a large burst of energy as I moved against him.

“Easy now,” he warned in a low voice. “I have a few other things in mind, and I want to get to them before you make me come a second time.”

I didn’t care and moved against him. He held me close, whispering into my ear all the sweet things he was doing to me as he began to thrust. There was no hurry, no drive to make me come quickly. Just the two of us lying in each other’s arms, moving to the rhythm of our bodies. We lost track of time as the simmering heat built into a blaze and then a raging inferno that threatened to scorch us if we didn’t attend to it.

He came over me, spreading my legs wide as his thrusts became harder, the thick width of his rod filling me. I clenched harder around him with every stroke, moaning and panting for breath as my orgasm burned brighter and brighter through me until it exploded, and I got another glimpse of heaven. His hands held me close, his cock still thrusting into me as I climaxed, and he joined me a few moments later.

Chapter Five

“Hurry up and finish your food. We’re going on a hike.”

I paused with a spoonful of cereal halfway to my mouth and looked up. “A hike?”

“That’s right. The weather looks good, and I think a little sunshine will do you a lot of good. Besides, you used to love going on hikes.”

“Used to,” I said, scowling at him. “I can’t remember the last time I went on a hike.”

“Two years ago. It was you, me, David, and Stella,” he replied immediately, mentioning the names of two of our close friends. “You got injured, and I had to carry you on my back the rest of the way.”

“Exactly. I sprained an ankle and ended up walking around with a limp for a month. No wonder I never went hiking again.”

“I think the fact you met Anthony two weeks after that had more to do with why you stopped hiking,” he said softly, and I stiffened.

“That’s not true. Anthony had nothing to do with it. He hated hiking.”

“Exactly. And after the two of you got together, you stopped doing things he didn’t like. I think it’s time you started to do the things you like. Today, we’re going hiking.”

“No,” I said, unable to help the petulance in my voice.

“Fine, forget about hiking. I have something else I want to show you, but a bit of walking is involved, so I need you to prepare for that. Trust me, Kira, you’re going to enjoy this,” he finished with a soft smile, but I was unconvinced.

“Can you tell me what exactly we’re going to do?” I asked, not particularly interested in leaving the cabin.

“No, I can’t. That’s why I said trust me. You’ll see what it is when we get there. Do I need to remind you how much you used to love spending time outdoors?”

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