Page 86 of Clean Point

‘Relax your jaw.’ The words were a whisper, so gently spoken as I readied myself for him. ‘Tap my thigh if you want me to stop. Just once, and I’ll stop.’

Then, with his hand on my head, he pushed my head down on his length and I took it greedily as he pulled me back up and down, fucking his length with my mouth.

‘You feel so good,’ he rasped, pulling me deeper and deeper. ‘I’m so lucky. You make me feel so fucking lucky. So good for me.’

I pressed my legs together, feeling how fucking wet I was between my thighs, growing desperate and hungry as he continued to use me. I moaned around his length, enjoying it.

‘You love this, don’t you? Taking my cock in that good girl mouth? It’s driving me insane. I can see it now, you cleaning me up after I fuck you. Tasting yourself. And believe me, love, you taste so fucking good.’

His words kept me going, turning me on so much that my body felt overheated and tight, every muscle aching, begging for release. Tears streamed down my cheeks, not just with the roughness but from the want building, the impossible need for release that my body was begging for.

And then he stopped, pulling my mouth from him. My jaw ached, but I wasn’t complaining. His hand released my hair, and gently he brushed away my tears, rubbed around my swollen lips, and wiped me clean.

‘You are fucking perfect for me.’ With his eyes on mine, pride washed over me as he held my face in both hands. Rough and gentle. Nico Kotas was a potent mix of the two.

‘Now crawl. Get on the bed. Face down.’

I smiled mischievously, my heartbeat pounding. ‘You want me to crawl?’

His hands were still on my face, rubbing gently, when he replied, ‘And I want to watch.’

I took a moment, still processing his words, before I dropped my leggings to the ground, and fell back to my knees. I looked up at him, taking in the delicious sight, the taste of him still on my lips. And then, on all fours, my hands met the carpeted floor and I crawled, pushing myself past him on the bench.

I made my way up to the bed, my aching, needy body keeping my pace slow, but it only served to tease him as I crawled nearly naked into position.

Face down. Ass up.

Nico followed, grabbing a condom from his wallet and coming up behind me as he rolled it on. His hands instantly finding my hips.

‘Fuck,’ he swore under his breath as his groan rubbed against my soaked centre, my body clenching at the contact. ‘You’ve been so good for me. Do you want your reward now?’

I could hardly answer as his arm curled around my thigh, finding my throbbing clit and patting it teasingly with his fingers, every touch sending shockwaves through my heated body.

‘Or do you want me to tease you more? Make you beg?’

His fingers tapped my clit harder, groans of pleasure my reply to his question.

‘I thought that might be your answer.’

And then his spare hand pulled at the hem of my lacy pants, even the friction of the material against my centre leaving me a moaning mess. He was slow, teasing as he pulled them over my ass and down my legs. All the while his fingers were still working against my pussy, wetness soaking down my thighs in anticipation.

As his hand tapped against my clit again, he spanked my ass, the pain and pleasure mixing. He did it again, the palm of his hand stinging against my sensitive cheek, but I was too lost in the feeling, in the indulgence of his touch.

‘Nico,’ I managed, through gasps for air for relief from the need building impossibly tight. ‘Please.’

‘Please what?’ He tapped again against my clit. ‘What do you need? More teasing?’ He thrust his hips forward, so his length rubbed between my legs from behind, the tease of his cock driving all possible responses from my brain. ‘Use your words.’

‘Fuck me,’ I begged, willing to do anything, say anything, for a release. ‘Please, fuck me.’

‘Do you want me inside of you?’

‘Yes.’

And almost as if it were a reward, he thrust between my legs again. ‘Want me to stretch you out?’ he asked. I moaned his name, lost in the anticipation of his suggestion. But he still wasn’t satisfied with that answer.

‘Well?’ He moved again, lined up perfectly behind me, the head of his cock pushing at my entrance. ‘Show me how much you want it. Fuck yourself on me, beautiful.’

I didn’t dare waste another moment, pressing my hips into him. His length slid into me, my eyes rolling as I pushed past the resistance to his girth. I lost myself in the pleasure and pain as I moved against him, taking as much of him as I could. I wanted all of him. Every inch. I would take it all.

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