Page 33 of Haven Bound
His tongue circles my clit before swiping down to my entrance and back up. A groan rumbles from his chest as he slowly begins to slide two long fingers inside of me. I could so easily be embarrassed by the sound of just how wet I am that follows the pumping of his fingers. But the groans and growls escaping him tell me that he’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
“Austin,” I moan when his fingers curl inside of me, pressing against that spot that has my toes curling and my orgasm rushing to the surface. His tongue continues to circle and flick at my clit, the feeling almost too much for me to withstand. With my fingers still buried in his tousled hair, I make a fist and tug while raising my hips to grind against his mouth.
“Fuck yeah. Give it to me, baby,” he growls, my back arching as his words send me over the edge. Stars burst behind my eyes, a pleasure like I’ve never known before coursing through me and causing my body to tremble beneath him. He’s holding one of my thighs down as he licks up my release, his tongue dipping into my core and then moving up to swirl around my overly sensitive clit before he climbs up the bed to lay beside me.
Austin pulls me into his arms, my body still trembling with aftershocks of euphoria as he slides a hand to the back of my neck and guides my lips to his in a tender kiss.
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Austin
Now that I’ve kissedher, touched her,tastedher, there’s absolutely no fucking way that I will ever let her go.
She’smine.
When I felt her pussy clench around my fingers and the perfect taste of her explode on my tongue, it took all of the strength that I wasn’t aware I had not to come in my pants like a goddamn teenager. Finding the restraint was nearly impossible with her gorgeous curves almost completely on display beneath me and the way she moaned my name as she came.
I’ve never been more thankful for my self-control and restraint than I am right now.
I have Chelsea tucked into my side, her sweet vanilla scent filling the space as her head rests on my chest. Her fingertips graze over my abdomen before they tease along the waistband of my boxer briefs. My cock jumps at how close she is to touching me, and I fight back a groan as she presses her lips to my chest and shifts so that her body is hovering over mine.
Her long sun-kissed copper hair hangs over one shoulder as she leans down towards me, and I sit up slightly to take her lips with mine. This kiss is different from the others. It’s slow and gentle whereas the othershave been a passionate claiming filled with teeth and tongue, but it doesn’t last long.
She pulls away and trails her lips down my neck, across my collarbone, and then torturously slow down my chest until she’s lying on her stomach with her head near my waist. Her fingertips are teasing along my boxer briefs, and as much as I feel like I’m going to fucking die if I don’t get to see my cock in her mouth right now, I stop her.
“Chelsea, baby, you don’t have to…” I say, my voice coming out in a deep rasp.
“You don’t want me to?” There’s a hint of insecurity in her voice, and it makes me want to fucking destroy every single person who has ever made her doubt herself.
Reaching down, I cup her jaw in my palm and trace her bottom lip with my thumb, holding her gaze as I say, “Baby, I want to feel your lips wrapped around my dick so fucking bad, you have no idea.” Her tongue darts out to swipe across my thumb, and I don’t fight the groan that rumbles from my chest.
“Then stop talking,” she quips, making me chuckle. I bring one hand behind my head as the other moves to brush her hair away from her face. She tugs her bottom lip between her teeth ever so slightly as her fingers curl around the waistband of my briefs. I lift my hips, watching her pull them down my legs before she tosses them over her shoulder. Her eyes brighten with mischief when her gaze meets mine, a teasing expression dancing across her face as she mimics my earlier actions of tossing her black cotton underwear over my shoulder.
My cock slaps against my stomach, and I smirk when Chelsea releases a soft gasp at the sight. It jumps to attention when her hand wrapsaround the base, every single trace of panic that had wracked her body in the shower now gone.
Laying between my legs is a curvy fucking vixen that’s about to have me blowing my load in a matter of seconds if she keeps eyeing me the way she is right now.
Holding my gaze, Chelsea swipes the flat of her tongue across the tip and licks away the bead of pre-cum that’s pooled there. I inhale sharply as my balls seize, silently reminding myself to hold onto my self-control and not fucking explode before she even has me fully in her mouth.
She flicks her tongue one more time tentatively across the head before her warm wet mouth completely surrounds my cock. My head drops back onto the pillow as my hand fists in her hair. I hold the long straight strands out of the way while her lips glide down my length and back up for her tongue to swirl around the crown. Her hand tightens around the base of my shaft while I feel the other grasp my balls gently, and I nearly lose it.
“Fuck, baby. You’re doing such a good job,” I praise her, lifting my head so that I can watch her. “You look so fucking good with your lips wrapped around my cock.” She moans with me still in her mouth, and the vibration has my spine heating, my stomach muscles tightening with the threat of release.
I’ve never really been an intimately vocal person, but something about this woman has me wanting to shower her with praise.
Clearly, she likes my filthy words because she’s moaning and humming her approval as she takes me farther, my dick sliding into the back of her throat. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant breathlessly, my grip on her hair tightening as my hips lift from the bed to meet her mouth. “Chelsea,baby…” I do my best to take a deep breath and slow my impending release, but my words only spur her on and cause her to tighten her grip on my balls as she hollows her cheeks and sucks.
“Fuck, you’re gonna make me come,” I warn her, doing my best to give her a chance to pull away if she’d rather not taste me. She doesn’t pull away. Instead, she begins moving her hand at the base of my cock in a twisting up-down motion. Her tongue swipes across the slit and swirls around the tip of my dick, gripping my balls firmly in her palm. Dark spots pepper my vision as I drop my head back on a deep groan and finally let go, ropes of cum shooting down her throat.
My whole body fucking shudders as she releases me. I pick my head up just in time to watch her throat bob as she swallows down every last drop. Her tongue licks up and down my slowly softening cock, cleaning it up with her mouth before she crawls back up the bed and into my arms.
I’m not sure how long we lay together in serene silence, but I know there’s nothing I want more than to have moments like this become part of my daily life. My heart has calmed completely and now beats slow and steady in my chest beneath Chelsea’s head.
With my arm wrapped around her waist, my fingers leisurely trace along the hem of the shirt that she never took off—myshirt. I don’t know all of the details about what that asshole Jason did or said to her, but I know that whatever it was tore her down and dimmed the light inside of her that used to shine so brightly.
Or so I thought.
There are so many things regarding Chelsea and her past that I didn’t know about. I’d like to think that, had I known about her stepfather before I left town, I would have ensured that he was my first target.No matter the cost, I would have happily paid it to know she was safe. And now that Zack has uncovered the connection between Dan Witters and Jason Reed, I’m almost fucking positive that everything she’s been through at the hands of Jason has been a series of calculated moves.
