Page 24 of Mr. Irrelevant
I start slowly, laving her pussy with gentle licks as she relaxes, and eventually, opens wider for me. I take the invitation, sliding my tongue lower until it passes over her back entrance. A quiet whine escapes her, so I repeat the motion, internally fist pumping when her hands find their way into my hair to keep me close.
Reaching under her knees, I slowly push them toward her ears, licking circles around the tight bud now that she’s completely bared to me. Her cunt is soaked, drops of arousal pushing past her lips and sliding down to where I’m eagerly awaiting their arrival. I’ll never get over the way she tastes, or the wanton, breathy sounds she makes as she nears the edge.
“Hold your legs, baby,” I instruct, and her hands shoot around her thighs, fingers digging deep divots into the supple flesh. I chuckle quietly at how quick she was to comply, obviously enjoying the way my mouth feels. I’m relieved that she likes it, and I can’t wait to move this thing to the next level.
I keep my tongue on her asshole, licking and flicking as I push two fingers inside her pussy. She’swetter than ever, so I pump in and out, bringing her slowly but steadily toward the precipice. She’s a dripping, whimpering mess, just onecome-hithermotion away from detonating around me. But just as she begins to fall over, I back away, leaving her desperate and empty.
“M-Maddox,” she stammers, her brows furrowing in confusion as her fingers curl even tighter into her thighs. At this rate, she’ll have ten perfect moon-shaped indentations in them when I’m done with her. “Please. I was right there.” Her expression is shrouded in discomfort, making me almost feel bad for stopping, but I plan on kissing it better very soon.
“I know, sweet girl,” I reply, reaching over and swiping the bottle of lube before coating my finger in it. “I’ll get you there again. I just don’t want to hurt you. Are you ready?”
“Yes.” The word is more of a whimper than anything, telling me she’s had about enough of my antics. So, I don’t waste another second, spreading her cheeks and pushing inside her forbidden hole up to the first knuckle. She clenches around me, so I take a second to let her adjust before sliding in another inch.
“You okay?” I ask. “Can I have a color?” Her features are twisted, but not like she’s in pain. I think she’s just processing the sensation of having me in her ass while she’s still throbbing with the need for a release.
She exhales a shaky breath, her head lolling to the side as I pull back the smallest amount before sinking in to the same depth. I can feel the moment she relaxes,her inner muscles loosening around me. But I need her words before I give her more. “Green.”
“Atta girl,” I praise, slowly fucking her as I dip down, sucking her swollen, sensitive clit between my lips. She cries out at the contact, the intense sounds of her gratification fueling the fire that’s coursing through my veins. “Fuck, Dimes,” I growl between licks. “I want to taste your cum. Then I want to flip you over and watch your ass swallow my finger while I punish this gorgeous cunt.”
“Yes,” she moans, her legs quaking in her hands as she attempts to hang on for dear life. “I want that so bad.” Her words are rushed, pleasure rippling through her in little shock waves until she finally falls over the edge, screaming as she comes violently. Her clit pulses against my tongue, her asshole contracting around my finger so tightly that I have to halt my movements so she doesn’t break it. What I wouldn’t give to feel her clench around my cock, milking every last drop out of me as I fill her to the brim. Maybe someday she’ll let me. But for now, I need to get inside her.
In a completely selfish move, I don’t even wait until her orgasm has faded before pushing to my knees, taking one full hip in each hand, and flipping her onto her stomach roughly. She’s practically boneless, flopping like a ragdoll with the motion. If it weren’t for the barely audible whoosh of air being forced from her lungs, I’d assume she had passed out on me. As feral as I am from taking one of her firsts, I’m not completely confident I’d give a fuck. My dick is throbbing, hanging like a lead weight between my thighs as I positionmyself behind her and yank her ass into the air. She’s dripping, the residual lube on her puckered hole glinting in the sunlight and begging me to play some more. And that’s exactly what I plan to do.
“I can’t wait to feel how wet that made you,” I rasp, pressing my cock to her slit and sinking inside. I have to grit my teeth as I feed her every inch, because she’s so warm and tight. I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything so perfect in my entire life.
“Condom,” she mumbles into the mattress, causing me to completely freeze.Holy shit.I’ve never fucked raw…not once. I talk about wanting to in the heat of the moment, because what guy doesn’t? But since the day I lost my virginity, I’ve never foregone protection. I’ve had plenty of hookups and one-night stands, none of which have had me so consumed that I forgot to wrap up. But here I am, buried balls deep inside the owner’s daughter—my friend with benefits—debating on whether I actually want to pull out or stay right where I am.
In a split second of clarity, I consider the risks, realizing that it wouldn’t be smart to keep going. I know she’s on birth control, because we’ve discussed it, but nothing is one hundred percent effective. Getting her pregnant would be detrimental to both of our careers, no matter how badly I’m aching to fill her up. Which, I am.
Without a word of explanation—because how do I tell her that she’s different than anyone I’ve ever met—I retreat, swiping the condom from beside us and rolling it down my shaft as fast as I can.
This time, when I slide back into her warmth, I havea better handle on my body and emotions. I’m sobered by the reality of my changing feelings for Livvy, which I’ll be scolding myself for later—but right now, I just need to fuck her. Because that’s what we are. A way to blow off steam between practices and games.That’sour arrangement, so I’d better give it to her right.
“You’re so goddamn sexy, baby,” I say, moving in and out of her in long, deep strokes. She moans, sounding much more energized now that the fuzziness from her orgasm has subsided. Her pussy is so wet and swollen around me, there’s no doubt she’ll be coming again soon. The thought of feeling her grip me as she does sets me on a mission to make this her most intense climax ever.
“You ready to take my thumb here, Dimes?” I ask, rubbing over her asshole and making the muscle contract under my touch. “You’re going to be so full of me, you won’t even be able to think straight.”
TWENTY-THREE
LIVVY
“Yes, please,”I reply to Maddox’s question, desperate to have him in whatever ways he’ll allow. My head is still spinning from the way he felt inside me without a condom. I’m trying not to be mad at myself for bringing it to his attention, but I’m sure he was just caught up in the moment, and I’d hate if he regretted not putting one on.
Slowing his thrusts, he comes to a complete stop before a gentle hand slides between my breasts and guides me upright. My back flattens to the hard planes of his chest and abs, and I turn my head, his deep grey eyes softening for a moment when they lock onto mine. “You’re incredible,” he whispers, leaning in for a passionate kiss. I hum contentedly when his tongue parts my lips and pushes past them, his fingers pressing into the warm skin covering my heart like he’d grab hold of the beating organ if he could. Funnily enough, it feels like he already has—because even though I’ve tried my best not to, I’ve developed feelings forMaddox. And as much as I should regret putting myself in a position where that would be possible, I justcan’t. Not when he makes me feel the way he does.
He deepens the kiss, holding me to him as his hips begin to move, his cock brushing against parts of me that have my vision blurring and my toes curling. He doesn’t break the connection, sliding his hand down my body and rubbing soft, teasing circles on my clit. It’s too much and not enough all at once, just like it always is with him, and I feel like my soul could leave my body at any second as he quickly brings me toward another orgasm. The way he knows exactly how to do it every time feels like he was made just for me—a thought I need to rid from my mind before I do something completely stupid like tell him I never want this thing between us to end. I’ll worry about that later, though, because right now, the way he’s moving inside me is all-consuming.
He releases the hold he has on me, and I reluctantly pull my mouth from his, returning to my elbows. The change in position allows him to sink in even deeper, every nerve ending in my body lighting up as he gives me every inch he has to offer. And when I feel more lube drip down the crack of my ass, gathering around my tight hole before his thumb massages the sensitive skin, I have to stop myself from actually begging him to push it inside. Although with the way he’s turning me into a mess of desperate whimpers and moans, I’m not sure I’d even be able to form the sentence.
“My sweet, needy girl wants more, doesn’t she?” he asks, his soft, almost patronizing tone making meclench around him. I really didn’t think I’d be into this kind of baby talk, but I can actually feel myself getting wetter with every word he says. I nod my head frantically, pleading for him to keep going, until finally, he gives me what I want.
Unlike before, I’m ready for the sensation as he enters me. A loud whine tumbles from my lips when he curls his thumb, massaging me from the inside. Paired with the heavy slide of his long, thick cock moving in and out of me, it’s like I’m on another planet. I’ve never felt such intense pleasure before, and it’s all at the hands of this man who seems to have a direct line to the deepest, darkest corners of my body and mind.
“Look at you,” he praises. “Taking me in each of these beautiful holes so well. Your little ass is so stretched, baby. One day, I’m going to put my cock inside it. No condom separating us, so I can empty my big, hot load into you until you can’t possibly take another drop.”
“Oh my God,” I cry out, white dancing around the edges of my vision as he picks up his pace, fucking me without abandon and making my orgasm speed toward me like a bullet train. Imagining him taking me anywhere without protection has blood hammering against every pulse point in my body, fire licking at my spine with the need to be filled. I just want to know what it feels like to be his for real, even if the possession is only physical in nature. “I’m gonna come.”
“Do it, Liv,” he grits out. “Give it to me.” No sooner are the words out of his mouth, does my climax tear through me, everything splintering into a million piecesaround us as I succumb to euphoria like I’ve never known. I vaguely register the bite of his fingers digging into the flesh of my hip, which I’m almost positive is the only thing stopping me from dropping to the bed in a heap. I repeat his name over and over like it’s the only word in my vocabulary, until he stills, grunting loudly as he gets pulled into the vortex right beside me. His erection swells against my contracting walls, and with the way my senses are heightened, I swear I can feel every single rope of cum erupting from the tip as he fills the condom.
