Page 48 of Bleeding Hearts
Wrapping her in my arms, I kiss her forehead and then her lips. “Sleep now, my good girl. You did so well.”
She cuddles closer, a yawn splitting her lips, and within seconds, she’s asleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Iwake sometime before dawn, the sunlight slowly filtering in. The quilt is mostly off me and wrapped around the cover hog I’m pressed against. Her back is against my chest, and I hold her tightly. I wonder what woke me, but then I feel it again.
She presses back, rubbing her perfect ass against me, and my eyebrows rise as I wonder what kind of dream she’s having. I drag the covers away so I can watch her roll her hips like she did when I fucked her.
Despite me making her come and fucking her into oblivion, my girl is having a wet dream.
I wonder what it’s about.
I watch her move until I can’t take it anymore.
She’s rubbing her tight little ass against me like a tease, and I can’t resist. Sliding my hand into her borrowed shorts, which I dressed her in while she was half asleep last night, I force her thighs open and slip two fingers inside her. She sighs in her sleep then nuzzles her face into my pillow as her hips move, taking me deeper.
Turning my hand, I press the heel of my palm to her clit as I pull out and thrust back in, fucking her softly as she whimpers in her sleep. She’s dripping, and before I know it, she’s coming, hercunt fluttering around my fingers. Alice jerks, and her eyes open as she turns to look at me.
“Lally?” she asks, sounding confused.
“You were rubbing your body all over me and dripping in your sleep. I couldn’t resist.” Pulling my fingers free, I lift them for her to see. “You let me fuck you in your sleep. It seems I didn’t do a good enough job last night.” Her eyes widen as I roll her onto her back and press my fingers against her lips. “Open and taste them. You came for me.”
She sucks them sleepily, still waking as I use my other hand to tug her shorts down and off so she’s bare for me. Lifting her leg, I pop my fingers free from her lips and bend her knee up as I press against her.
“I didn’t mean to. I’m sore,” she whimpers.
“Then you should have thought about that before you teased me,” I retort.
Pushing her knee higher, I angle her exactly where I need her then press my dripping cunt to hers. “Feel that? Feel what you do to me?” I rock softly, careful not to move too much. This position isn’t the easiest, but I want her to feel me come.
I rock harder, sliding my cunt along hers, my own release clawing at me.
“It hurts,” she whimpers.
“I know,” I murmur. “I’m almost done, baby. I can’t stop. It’s your fault.”
Her head shakes, and I speed up and finally fall over the edge. My muscles stiffen as I groan, pressing against her, and she gasps, no doubt feeling it. When I can finally see again, I glance down to find her wiggling, trying to get herself off. It seems she needs a lesson. I was trying to be nice, but not anymore.
Reaching down into the open drawer, I grab the slim vibrator, turn it on, and hold it against her clit. She cries out,clawing at my arm as she writhes, and when she’s on the verge of coming, I pull it away and thrust it inside her. The vibration is set on low as I pull it out and thrust it in, watching her face.
She cries out, tears leaking from her eyes as she shakes and tries to move away, but I don’t let her as I crank up the vibration and press it to that spot inside her that has her screaming.
Covering her mouth, I slam it into her, and she screams again, writhing. “Please,” she begs against my palm. “It hurts, Lally.”
“Good, then you won’t be teasing me again, will you?”
“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “Oh fuck, please.”
“You say it hurts and ask me to stop, but look at you.” I lean back. “You are so close to coming again. Your body knows what your mind can’t accept, baby. You want this. You want me to hurt you. You want me to fuck you raw until you can’t take it anymore.”
Her head thrashes on the pillow, but I keep the vibrator in place, and I feel her lock up as she shouts, her release tearing through her. I hold the vibrator there, and one turns into two and then three, until I know she can’t take any more.
Pulling the vibrator free, I switch it off and lay it on the side to clean later, then she wraps herself around me, sniffling and shaking. She needs water, but it’s clear she’s not letting me go. At least not yet.
Curling into my arms like a scared cat, she sighs, and I rub her back softly. “Good girl, sleep again.”
She kisses my chest. “Love you.” It’s slurred, but those are the best words I’ve ever heard.
