Page 55 of The Disputed Legacy
I let her ride my face, thrusting her delicious body at me. Lapping up every drop she spilled for me, I held her legs to keep her right there where I wanted her. But when I moved my focus more to her clit, twirling my tongue around the hard bud and then flicking the tip of my tongue at it, she cried out louder yet.
“Oh, fuck. Please.”
She kept clenching her ass, and I wondered…
“What if,” I said in a desperate demand, “I touched you…” I pulled my fingers out of her pussy where I’d been pistoning them. Collecting all that lubrication, I teased my finger back toward her ass. “Here?”
She dropped her head back and moaned such an erotic and filthy sound, I nearly came.
“Then I’d beg you to hurry.”
Grinning as I rimmed her with my fingertip, I watched as she arched her back and rode me once more. Her pussy pushed up toward my mouth. My finger sank into her rear hole. I returnedmy mouth to her clit, sucking on it as I explored further and finger fucked her ass.
She didn’t have experience, yet she was completely on board with trying this with me.
When she tensed and came, squirting, I held still and watched the emotions shift over her face. Relief. Bliss. Agony. It was indeed alittle death. She’d come so hard from my mouth and finger that she looked completely done for, wheezing and breathing so fast, limp and slumped onto the couch. But I wasn’t done yet.
“What if…” I directed her leg to drape over my forearm as I leaned up. Crouching in front of the couch, I angled her to shift and slide until she was lying across it and I was chasing her. The first bump of my dick at her pussy had her mewling. Still keeping my finger in her ass, I pushed into her pussy. My cock stretched her as my finger rubbed up and down her other hole.
And she was awake again. She stared at me with awe, with questions, with something unreadable that I wanted to believe was trust.
“What if I fucked you like this, Willow?”
She pulled my head toward hers and answered me with a deep kiss.
Between the hard and fast thrusts of my dick in her tight, slick channel and my finger see-sawing in tandem up her ass, neither of us lasted long.
We had our answer to that lastwhat if.
It would drive her wild. Making the filthiest moans and groans, we rocked together and chased that high. The tangy smell of sex filled the room. Over and over, the slick slaps of my skin against hers became the music to our ears.
“Fuck, Saul. Oh, my God. Fuck me. Fuck me just like this, Saul. Please!”
I wasn’t sure if she knew what she was shouting. More incoherent garble followed with it, and it didn’t matter what she tried to say. I got the message loud and clear with her actions. With how responsive she was to my touch. With how her heart thudded against mine raging in a fast tempo too.
“What if,” I growled as I strained to hold on until she came once more. She had to. I couldn’t stand it if she didn’t. Pleasing her was the ultimate high I could seek.
“What if you come for me like a good fucking girl?” I pounded into her as I added another finger to her tight rosette that sucked me in. I stretched her and pushed her with this dual penetration, and she wasn’t done yet. She needed or wantedmore.
Fuck me.
“Please!” She was off with the mixture of dirty talk and sounds again, loudly mewling then shouting nonsense. Uninhibited and unafraid to show me what I was doing to her, she moved with me and panted.
“What if you milk my cock right now? Huh? What if you show me how much you like my fingers in your ass and my dick deep in your pussy?”
“Oh, fuck.” She held on to me as I closed my mouth on her neck, sucking hard and tasting the saltiness of her sweat.
“What if you stop fighting it, Willow? What if you stop fightingme?” I meant it first as a taunt to make her come, but I had to ask that other part too. If she’d give up this resistance to me and let us see what we could build together.
I didn’t want her to date me. I wanted her to accept my owning her.
“What if you come? Right now. What if you admit you need me? If you need this?” I doubled down, thrusting into her faster. My dick slid in all the way as I pressed my fingers against the thin tissue between her two entrances.
That did it.
“Saul!”
She couldn’t fight back anymore.
