Page 157 of Lost Lyrebird
“Do you ever wish time had a pause button?”she asks in a breathy whisper.
I join her and curl up against her back.“I haven’t ever thought about it.But if there was such a thing, I’d want a rewind one.”
She inches back so I help and pull her more fully against me.She fits up snug, her curves filling all the space my body doesn’t.I sweep her hair away from her neck and lightly run my mouth over her shoulder and then up her neck.A pleased whimper escapes her, which eggs me on.I release a hot breath over her ear.Her entire body shudders and she presses her ass into me.
I take her lobe between my teeth.An exhale leaves her in a rush.Her body also jerks as if the jolt of pleasure hit her all at once.I trail my fingers down her arm, first tickling the skin there, then moving my hand to her hip, then her stomach.I use my strength to force her back as I rut into her from behind, and she reciprocates, riding my cock with her ass, and in doing so, it wedges itself between her cheeks.
The fantasy of taking her ass rushes into my mind.By the way she’s responding, by the way she loses herself in those heady moments of pleasure, by the way she loves my dirty mouth, I’m confident that with time, she’ll let me take her there.
The idea of it has my cock aching, and my mind sifting through all my dirtiest fantasies, wondering which one we can explore next.
My fingers find her entrance.Her hand covers mine, pushing me to fill her with my fingers.So I do, I fill her with two fingers and pump them into her as she begins to move.
“Damn it!I hate that you can do this.That I’m such a slut for you sometimes.Like you just have to turn on a switch, look at me a certain way, touch me, and all my good intentions go out the window.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes, the part of me with a rational mind goes poof.Fucking runs and hides.Let’s this version of me take over.”
“And which one is that?”
“The stupid one.The weak one.”
“Not stupid.Just honest with what you want.”Then I bite into her neck as punishment.“And not weak.”
“Not true.”
“Well, if it is, it’s the same for me, Lil’.You have the same fucking power over me.”
Looking back over her shoulder, her blue eyes meet mine.I palm her cheek and press my forehead to hers.“The same fucking power.It’s not one-sided, so don’t think you’re the only one who loses control when we’re like this.And there’s nothing wrong with how we feel.”
She turns and faces me fully.The kiss she takes is demanding and desperate.Her small hands push me until I fall onto my back.She quickly straddles me and begins rubbing her pussy over my cock as she looks down from above.
“Then be weak for me,” she says in a husky tone as if pleading with me to prove I’m not full of shit.
So I relent.I force my muscles to relax, and I lie back.Bending one arm behind my head, I let her take over.I run my hand down over her thigh, then back up her hip until I can cup her breast in my hand and work my thumb over her pebbled nipple.
“Condom.”
I motion to the drawers on my right.“Top drawer.”
She leaves me only for a sparse few seconds to find them, and then she’s working a condom over my length.We started using them as soon as we had access to them.I resent them because they’re a barrier between us, but I get why it’s important and why she’d want to switch back to using them.She’s on the pill, but still, there’s always the risk, and this is new.
She covers me with the condom and works her fist up and down my cock, as I strum her clit until she’s primed for me.
She doesn’t waste time.And she’s not shy about taking what she needs.She lifts up and sits on my cock without needing to be told to.After sitting up, I palm her face and eat her lips, sucking her bottom one into my mouth and nipping at it, before letting it go.
Then I trail my lips over inch after pretty inch of her skin.Her clavicle, neck, collarbone, and her beautiful breasts.I tease her nipples until they’re both tortured and a rose-pink from the abuse.
“Before you come, I want my mouth on you.Want you holdin’ the headboard as you ride my tongue.Then you can sink back over my dick and get yourself off.
“Is that an order, Captain?”
“You’re goddamn right it is.”
“Topping from the bottom, are we?”
I grin.“Don’t act like you don’t like it, when we both know you do.”
