Page 97 of Only the Small Bones
“Yes,” I whimpered, no longer afraid to admit how much I wanted this, how much my body needed it. “I… I…”
“I know,” he panted, pulling back slowly, then punching forward with force this time. The mattress shifted over the floor. The way his body moved with strength and confidence turned me on, made me want to ask for things I didn’t have the words for.
I felt my orgasm coming, I recognized the signs now, understood my body in a way I hadn’t before thanks to William. I enjoyed the steady build up, the fire coming to life under my skin. I focused hard on staying there, on making this last as long as possible before the crash and then the fireworks came.
He brought his lips down onto mine, our tongues dueling as we groaned and clawed at each other. We couldn’t stop until the kiss stole our last breaths, until my fingers melted into his flesh, and until his hands and cock imprinted on my body.
“Harder,” I breathed. “Faster.” We’d done the slow thing long enough. I needed to feel how much he wanted me. Needed to feel him let loose on me. He gazed at me with worry in his eyes, and I shook my head. “No, William. This is different, I promise.” I was clear on that now, and I refused to let any more fear or doubt left in my mind come between us. “This is you. It’s only been you.”
One end of the mattress was now pressed against the couch and William pulled out, positioning me on my knees and instructing me to hold on to it. I slid my hands under the cushions, gripping the frame.
“Oh fuck,”I moaned, bracing my elbows to keep from falling forward when he entered me from behind. I felt so full like this. William folded his body over me, placing his hands on top of mine.
His pace started off slow, building speed with every thrust until the sound of our sweaty bodies coming together filled the room. “Your ass feels so fucking good,” he hissed into my ear, licking the shell of it before biting down on my lobe. I whimpered, my cock bouncing as he fucked me harder and harder. “I’m gonna fill you with my cum, then I’m gonna to fuck you again, Asher.”
“Yes.Please, yes.”
William’s chest brushed against the scars on my back while his dick rubbed against the ones around my opening. They didn’t make me feel dirty and ugly like they had before. They told a story of survival.
I rocked my hips back to take his cock, my arms trembling as I stared down at my shiny crown. I wanted to touch myself, but I knew once I did this would be over.
“You’re so fucking tight,” William panted, “and warm.” His breath swept over my sweat-soaked skin, giving me goosebumps. “It’s never felt like this before.Never.”
With the exception of that brutal night we shared in his dining room, I wasn’t used to hearing him curse or speak like this. He’d been much tamer then, though. I was no longer dealing with the man, but the animal in him.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this.” He thrusted into me hard then, my arms buckling as I cried out for more. William pulled me back onto his thighs with a fist in my hair, tugging my head to the side so he could suck on my neck. I’d worn his hickey’s before, but this time I wouldn’t hide them like I did at Safe Haven. This time I wouldn’t feel dirty about it.
“Oh, God. I can’t. I can’t...”
His cock felt too big for my body in this position.
“Don’t tell me you can’t unless you mean it, Asher.” He’d stopped fucking me, but I bounced frantically on top of him.
I nodded, pressing his face into my neck again, moaning when the tug on my skin there went straight to my dick.
“Not yet,” he growled when I slid a hand around my cock. He pulled me off of him, and I winced from the sudden loss.
“Get on top. Fuck me.” It was an order. One I knew I could refuse but didn’t want to. He squirted more lube onto his dick, spreading it around as I straddled him. I felt nervous. I’d dry humped him until I came after our night at The Daisy, but this was different. I’d be taking him inside me. This position would show how little I knew. I couldn’t hide the insecurity in my gaze from him.
“You’re perfect,” he said. “There’s no way you can get this wrong, Asher. Fuck my cock. Make me come.”
The way he spoke to me… god, I couldn’t do anything other than moan and whimper at his words. My hair clung to my face and neck, and the patch of skin he’d sucked on throbbed. He reached up to trace a finger there, his eyes darkening, cock pulsing at what he saw.
I lined his dick up with my hole, sinking onto it until my hot slick skin pressed into his thighs. I slapped my palms onto his chest, trying to catch my breath. William gritted his teeth, the veins in his neck bulging.
He held still while I took a testing thrust, then another, finding my rhythm and my confidence. Feeling bold now, I pinched and twisted his nipples like I’d seen him do.
“I need to move,” he bit out, arching into my hands.
“Yes,” I told him, feeling a rush of sensation flow through my body. “I’m not gonna l-last long.”
“We’ve gotta make these seconds count then.” He launched himself into a sitting position, pushing a hand into my hair to hold me still for a teasing kiss. He alternated between nibbling at my lips and plunging his tongue deep into my mouth before backing away. His grip on me prevented me from chasing him.
He did this a few more times as I rocked on top of him, until I eventually took my frustration out on his dick, fucking him harder and clenching around him. He settled back, gripping my hips as I slammed down onto his thighs.
“Fuck!” I cried out when he lifted me until only his crown rested in my hole before dropping me down onto him. He repeated the process while bucking into me with all his strength. I wanted more, so much more.
I felt out of control, head fuzzy from the heat and the pleasure.
