Page 17 of Mind

He sucks in a deep breath. “Now,” he says curtly, teeth clenched, fingers tightening along my scalp. Just the hint of discomfort at the roots excites me further. Chase knows exactly how and when to exert a little more control.

“No,” I say with equal conviction right before my lips encase the wide knob of his cock and I suck...hard.

“Jesus!” he grates through his teeth.

Smiling around his cock, I pull as much of his length into my mouth as I can. Wanting to prologue the experience for him, I let his wet cock fall out of my mouth to slap against his abdomen. Before he can complain, I trail the flat of my tongue from the base, and up the column to tongue the slit at the top. He groans and thrusts his hips up a couple more inches. I know he wants me to pull him into my mouth, but I want him dizzy with lust, with the need for me to please him. He has me begging for his cock regularly, I want him begging for my mouth or pussy. He can have either one, but he must beg for it.

“You like this, baby? My mouth on your dick?” I ask coyly trailing my tongue along the side, swirling it around the tip.

“Fuck, yes. Keep going.” I grin and enjoy the powerful feeling of knowing I’m tying him into knots of sexual need. He does an ab curl, his abdominal muscles flexing as he props himself on his elbows so he can watch. One hand sifts into the hair at my nape, trying to bring me closer to his cock, take control. Well, he’s not getting it. Not until he begs for it.

I sink my fingers into his hips and place my mouth over the wide head of his cock, and inch by inch, take him down my throat. I make sure to avoid dragging my tongue along the surface to torture him a bit more. A fine sheen of sweat builds in the hollows between his abs. The sight sends fresh liquid to the needy space between my thighs. I can feel the wetness pool at the lips of my pussy as I suck on Chase’s cock. I’ve never been turned on to this degree when going down on a man.

Chase sits up further, grips my thigh and trails his fingers to tickle just the edge of my ass, where thigh meets cheek, before he cups my sex with intent.

“Christ Baby. You’re drenched. Turn around and let me suck on that sweet cunt.” His words obliterate all plans to make him beg. At this point, he’d havemebegging if he doesn’t touch me. Without question and having lost all resolve, he lays down flat as I spin around on my knees. Before I can lift a knee to straddle him, Chase’s large hands grip the fleshy handles of my hips and lift me into the air, settling me directly over his face. The pillows put him at the perfect angle and before I can even grip his cock, he’s buried his mouth between my thighs, his tongue hitting its target with precision.

I cry out in pleasure at how fast Chase can bring me to the edge of orgasm with a couple of flicks of his tongue. His dexterous fingers pull apart the petals of my sex, leaving no space hidden from his greedy mouth. He’s everywhere. It’s as if he has swallowed me whole. I can feel my essence flooding my sex. He moans, sucking and drinking from me, as if he was dying from thirst. Like a sex-starved whore, I buck into his face crudely, desperate to reach the blissful end. Chase pulls away from my mound and I cry out.

“No!” My head falls down against his bobbing erection. Tingles skitter through every inch of my body, poised just on the edge of release.

“Suck on my fucking cock,” Chase groans and thrusts towards my face angrily. When he turned the tables, I forgot he was on the edge of bliss himself.

“Oh,” I whisper then get back to the business of making him fall apart.

His entire body tenses, his tongue piercing me so deeply I almost come on the spot. Violent spasms rack my body as we take each other as far into our mouths as possible, joining in a way that’s almost more intimate than intercourse. Every surface of his front is pressing against mine. I can feel his heart thumping heavily in his chest, pounding against my belly. Chase holds my thighs wide apart as he ravishes me.

When I lap at his swollen crown, he finds the hood covering my clit. He uses his thumb to press and rub deep circles around the aching nub before he swirls and flicks his tongue against it. I feel my body splinter, as if it will crack and explode against the pleasure. Wanting to give as good as I’m getting, I plow ahead, shaking and twitching, my fingers digging into Chase’s hips as I hold on, getting and giving the ride of a lifetime. With the little bit of resistance I have left I push back from Chase. His mouth releases me with a wet smack.

“Oh, no, you don’t.” He keeps a firm grip on my ass to keep me in position. “This weeping cunt is all mine!”

A tremble tears through every limb. If the dirty talk didn’t seal it, the moment Chase’s teeth graze the small heated knot, coupled with the slight press as he bites down, did. I scream so loud you’d think I was on fire, literally melting. The orgasm hits me like a wall of flames, searing me from the inside out. I buck against his face wildly, not capable of concern that my flailing could hurt him.

As I come back down, I’m greeted by Chase’s erection. I lick my lips and then lave the head, kissing the top lovingly. Chase is breathing heavily behind me, the rhythm faltering with each stroke of my tongue. I take advantage and lick his stalk from root to tip, wetting the entire column with my saliva. Once I have him moaning my name and rubbing my thighs and ass cheeks, I take him into my mouth. As I pull him into the wet warmth, I tongue the sensitive underside. He jerks up, pushing a couple more inches of his length inside, bottoming out at the ridge of my throat. Now that I’ve had my release, I want him to beg.

Pulling back I ask, “What do you want, baby?” I flick my tongue against the patch of skin just under the head.

He groans. “Gillian, suck on me. Now,” he calls out, his voice beyond strained.

I do as he asks alternating between slow sucks and long laps of my tongue. Pretty soon, it’s not enough and he thrusts his hips towards my mouth. Just when I think I have the upper hand, Chase pushes two thick fingers deep inside my pussy. I stop and moan. He laughs, a bit of a sadistic sound from my vantage. Well, not this time. He’s not getting the better of me. Hopefully.

Doubling my effort, I take him into my mouth and suck hard, hollowing out my cheeks, and flattening my tongue. I ride him fast and hard. The movement has his fingers steadily fucking me and I’m back to being driven by lust. With my right hand I lift and fondle his balls and stroke along the skin just behind.

“Fuck, Baby,” He jerks his hips up going deep into my throat, almost gagging me. “I can’t help it. Need to fuck your pretty mouth.” He’s losing control, and I love every minute of it. I reach past his balls and find the tight rosette of muscle, opening and closing with each suck and pull of my mouth along his cock. Quickly, I lick my finger and then place it firmly against his anus. On a strong thrust of his hips followed by a hard suck of my mouth, I press my finger deeply into his warm ass. He howls.

Sweat slickens our bodies as I suck his cock and finger-fuck his ass. A burst of precum spills into my mouth and I swallow it hungrily. Chase’s hips hammer up into my mouth roughly, and I take it all. Relaxing my throat, I let the large knobbed head of his cock push past the muscle at the back of my throat so he can sink into the tight cavern. “Shit, fuck, baby. I’m gonna come,” Chase grits through his teeth as I swallow and hum. He is grinding his teeth, the tendons in his neck straining with effort.

My second orgasm is right on the edge. Using my hand on his cock, I stroke him up and down in quick succession, then lick around his balls and anus wetting a second finger. When I bring his cock back into my mouth I take it straight down my throat and push another finger into his ass, right past the tight sphincter muscle.

“Fuck!” He roars around my thighs before he clamps his mouth over my clit and sucks hard. The orgasm rips through me as I’m graced with hot spurts of cum firing down my throat. I suck and swallow it down while shooting to the heavens on my own pleasure cloud.

Moments or an hour later, I couldn’t be certain, we lie in a tangled heap, me on top of him, his cock half erect against my cheek. His breath comes out in heavy bursts along the moist flesh between my legs. Slowly, I adjust myself and turn around. He pulls me against his chest. I flip my hair back and out of my face, trying to catch my breath and come back to planet Earth.

Chase lifts my head and kisses me slow, sweet, and with purpose. “I fucking love you.”

My heart soars into orbit at his words. I smile and kiss him back, tasting myself on his sweet lips. “I fucking love you more.”

His all white smile is the snapshot I’ll take of this moment in my mind. He turns my cheek inspecting the skin and wipes something away with the pad of his thumb.

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