Page 48 of Crazy In Love
She trembles in my arms, her cheeks burning a rosy red and her eyes glowing with hunger. Then she slides my hand around to her ass, hitching her leg on my hip and opening herself wider until I find her plug. “So do it.” She quivers, not because of my fingers, but because of our new position and the head of my cock teasing her pussy. “I love it when you eat me,” she purrs. “I’ve never come so many times in my life, but you know exactly what I need.”
“Coming in you means no rubber.” I take her nipple between my teeth, suckling and biting. “No rubber means no protection.”
“You got anything I need to know about?” She angles back, resting her head on the shower wall and arching her spine to present her tits for me to feast. “Any diseases we should discuss?”
“No.” Her fiery pussy summons my cock. Her tight folds, so fucking close. “I’m clean. You?”
“I’m good. I have an IUD, yearly screeners, and a clean bill of health.” She reaches between us and fists my dick, and because she’s a woman who likes evenly attended to nipples, she forces me across to the other. “Fuck me, Chris. Make it hurt.”
“You’re really bossy, you know that?” I shove her to the shower wall and follow her in, swallowing her exhale and cupping her tits in my hands. But I’m not done tasting her yet, so I crouch and dig my arms under her legs, lifting and burying my tongue between her thighs. She cries out in surprise,then pain, when her shoulder hits the shower spout, knocking it from the holder until the end snakes wildly out of control.
“I’m not gonna get enough of you today.” I nip at her throbbing clit and drink her delicious nectar. I slide my tongue along her slit and play with her ass and the plug she doesn’t get to remove until I’m ready to let her go. “I could make you come thirty times in thirty different ways, and I’d still feel like I didn’t get enough.”
Crying out, she fists my hair with one hand and places the other flat against the ceiling for balance. And because she’s a thirsty girl, she grinds her hips against my mouth. “Jesus.”
“I want six weeks of this.” I suckle and draw her to a trembling, shivering mess, panting for air and bathing me inher.“Be mine for six weeks, Fox. Whenever I fucking want you. Wherever. No matter how often I ask.”
She gulps and licks her lips, rewarding me with a jerky nod. “You want to fuck, we’ll fuck.”
“Even if you’re annoyed by me. In fact,” I drop her leg off my shoulder and enjoy her frightened yelp, then I lower the other side and catch her before she hits the tile floor. Finally, I look into her dazed eyes and smirk. “Especiallywhen you’re annoyed by me. Turn.” I grab her by the throat and spin her around, and just like when we began, I place her hands on the rails and make damn sure she’s holding on. “No condom. You sure?”
“Yes.” She chokes out the word, grinding closer against my cock. “I’m sure.”
“Plug stays in.” I fist my length and find her cream-covered opening. “Hold on,” I grit out. “I’ve waited too fucking long for this.”
She re-fastens her grip, wrapping her fingers around the steel rails.
“You need gentle?” I nudge the head of my cock against her fiery opening, groaning at the instant tight squeeze. “You afraid?”
“Go slow the first time.” She gasps for every inch I claim, hissing at the wide flare of the plug and its unrelenting intrusion. “Just for the first time until we?—”
I fill her, cruel and careless, and bury myself to the hilt. Her scream is fuel for a man as twisted as me. It’s pleasure for someone who knows nothing else.
“I’m not sorry.” I draw back and tighten my grip on her succulent hips, then I slam forward and claim her again. “I could lie, but that would be dumb. Iwantyou to know I’m not.”
She gasps for air, choking and coughing in an attempt to fill her lungs. And because I love to be an asshole, I circle her throat with my palm and drag her up until her new stance squeezes me tighter.
“You’re the most responsive woman I’ve ever known.” I play with her clit and drive my hips upward. “Fuck, Fox. I gotta be careful, or I’m never gonna let you go.”
She whimpers, bucking in my arms and wrenching on the handrails until the tiles surrounding them crackle.
“I want you to swallow my cum.” I ride her, brutally aware I’ll soon lose my battle against willpower. “I want you to leave this bathroom with my seed sliding down your throat and sitting heavy in your stomach.”
“You want me to suck your cock again?”
“No.” I walk two fingers away from her clit and down to where my cock enters her. Then I slip those inside, too, stretching her wider and earning a cry of pain from the depths of her throat. “No, I’m gonna come inside you. Then I’ll eat it out and feed it back to you.” I’ll be done in a minute. Two at the most. “And twenty minutes from now, once we’ve caught our breath, I’m gonna start again and make sure I’ve tasted you all over.”
“Chris—”
Thirty seconds before I lose all control.
“And later, I’ll fuck you again. I’ll come in your asshole and do the same. And maybe, for date night, I’ll drive you to the next town over and we’ll find you a new plug. A pretty one.”
“Oh, god?—”
“One with a remote control, so I can torment you even when I’m not fucking you.”
“Chris.” Her breath comes shorter. Choppier. And when I add a third finger, she tears the handrail clear off the fucking wall.
