Page 59 of The Blue Rose
Of course I wasn’t expecting the punishment to be anal of all things, I bite my lip and smile, rubbing the spot on the bed where my fear vanished, replaced by immense pleasure. I was grateful when he picked me up and carried me back to the house, but I do admit I was disappointed, and that was where my snide remarks came into play. Luckily, he didn’t call my bluff, working me up to his true punishment. I rub my thighs together, trying to ease some of the tension building. If he took me with no lube, completely dry, I think I would have fainted from the pain. Not that I’ve ever done anal before, but from all the horror stories I read online about it. It stung at first, but once I relaxed like he told me to, I felt a pleasure like no other with his cock fucking my ass and his finger rubbing my clit. I can still feel the ghost of his cock deep inside me, I massage my already hardening nipples through my dress, trying and failing to find the spot that makes my eyes flutter.
He really did take me to the clouds and back, and he was right there to catch me when I came down from the high.
Pulling my dress up, I reach my fingers into my wet pussy, close my eyes, spreading my legs, and throw my head back as I rub my finger back and forth slowly over my sensitive bud. With my other hand, I pull one side of my dress down, to pinch my nipple, making me move my fingers faster and faster. I start to moan, my hips bucking the closer I get to my release.
I feel the other side of my dress being ripped down, the cool air blissful against my heated skin. Looking down, I see Aster place his mouth around my other nipple and bite down hard, a moan escaping my lips from the pain. He replaces my fingers with his own, sticking the first two inside and circling my clit with his thumb. His fingers can reach places mine can’t so I let him, further spreading my legs to hit that sweet spot.
“I leave for five minutes and come back to you touching what’s mine.” He snarls as he bites down harder, pulling a scream from deep within me. The pain I’m feeling is nothing compared to the pleasure he’s giving me. He lifts his head, and says, “I thought I told you I was coming back for my dessert. Yet, here you are, sampling it before I even get a taste.”
“I don’t see you tasting anything,” I say through gasping breaths.
The challenge in my voice makes him nip me once more, leaving a trail of heat to my waiting pussy. His eyes meet mine, darkening as he bends to devour me.
My legs close around his head, and my hands grip his sandy hair as he feasts. His hands grip my inner thighs pushing them apart further, his fingers no doubt leaving behind imprints.
“Aster,” I moan as his hands slip under my butt, lifting me to suffocate in my folds.
“You taste so fucking sweet, Serena,” he says when he looks up at me with lust filled eyes. “The most delectable sweet a man could ask for.” I struggle against his hold, as he goes back in,tongue lapping at my greedy cunt and two fingers shoved deep inside making my back arch off the bed.
The magic he has with his tongue and fingers is a feeling I will never grow tired of. The way he makes me feel, both mentally and physically, is out of this world. He truly makes me feel so secure in everything. No man has made me feel the things Aster makes me feel.I want to show him my paintings.The ones I don’t show anyone, not even Jessica. The paintings I pour my truth into, the ones that hold every drip of my darkness.
He hits the right spot, and my body responds as if I was hooked to a livewire. My hips start bucking profusely, and he can tell I’m close.
“That’s it, baby, come for me. Come all over my face, let me drown in your juices,” he growls, his lips never leaving my pussy.
His words thrum through me, and I explode all around him. Darkness surrounds me, my body feels disconnected from my reality, and I want nothing more than to stay in this moment. Closing my eyes. I feel his hard length slide into me, startling me and causing me to soar once more. In and out he pushes, deeper and deeper with each thrust. Our grunts and sighs turn into a song that’s all our own.
This time doesn’t feel like the others. This time is different. So much better than I ever imagined.This doesn’t just feel like fucking. This feels like we’re making love.The confession he made makes everything clearer, and my thoughts untangle, aligning as if there was never any other way. His actions say more than his words ever will, and each thrust feels like a love bomb going off inside me.
“Fuck, Serena, you’re so fucking wet,” He says through clenched teeth, throwing his hands above my head against the headboard to hold himself up. I wrap my legs around him and squeeze. His body starts to tense beneath mine, and he lets out aroar that echoes in the air around us as he comes undone inside me.
He stays like that, eyes locked on mine, sweaty hair falling over his green eyes. His hands clutching the headboard, arms flexed, with veins protruding as he catches his breath. He leans down and captures my mouth with his, both of us breathless. Our lips part, and he falls to the side next to me, pulling me against his body. I splay one hand over his chest, feeling his heart racing.His heart is beating as fast as mine, but I wonder if it’s for the same reason?
Looking up, I meet love filled eyes staring back at me, the sweetest smile I have ever seen him give stretched across his cheeks. Not one of his fake smiles, like the one he gave me at the bar when we first met.No, this one is different.A matching grin lifts my lips.This smile is filled with love.
Cupping his cheek, he leans into it, eyes closed. Lacing his fingers with mine, he places a gentle kiss to the back of my hand, holding his lips there for several seconds before he curls our hands to his chest. We sit like that, hand in hand, staring at each other while silent words pass through our eyes, both with a new found trust for one another. Although neither of us has said those three words, I know we both feel it.
Aster's phone dings, and he reaches over to look at it, leaving me cold from his sudden departure.
“Pizza is here.” He takes my hand and pulls me out of bed. I resist, wanting to stay and cuddle a little longer, Pulling at his hand, tugging him back into bed. He looks down at me and smiles, his eyes playful in the low light.
“I would love to stay in this bed with you all night, little vixen, but I know we’re both famished from our activities. We need some fuel to continue later,” he says with a devilish grin, throwing on some gray sweats while I adjust my dress.
Reluctantly, I get up as the doorbell rings, my stomach growling in response. We both look down, laughter easily filling the air between us. Aster heads to the door to retrieve the pizza, and I head to the kitchen.
He comes back moments later with the biggest box of pizza I’ve ever seen.
My giggle fills the kitchen. “Are you trying to feed an army?” I ask sarcastically.
He laughs, placing the pizza in front of us, and swats my hand away when I reach for a piece. “This is for me, you get to eat the burnt lasagna.”
“Very funny, Aster,” I say, reaching for another slice, but he takes the box and turns away from me.He can’t be serious.I look at him with my mouth parted, my eyebrows threatening to disappear into my hairline.
“I am serious.”Did he just read my mind?“Only good girls get pizza, and if I recall, you ran out the house-”
“You can’t be serious. You know I was just messing around, and I more than made up for it in the bedroom,” I say crossing my arms over my chest.
He takes a piece out of the box, the cheese dripping and making my mouth water. He takes a bite and moans, never breaking eye contact. “While that may be true, my little vixen, you still need to be punished. Since you seemed to like what happened in the bedroom, I can’t count that as your punishment.” He takes another large bite of his pizza, a piece of pineapple falling off and landing on the island. Placing his hand on his heart after he finishes his first piece, his eyes flash. “It pains me, truly, to have you watch me eat this delicious pizza, but you have to learn your lesson.”
