Page 22 of Organized Chaos
“Beautiful,” I awed, squeezing her firm breasts, not letting her doubts rule the moment. “Unbelievably beautiful.”
My hungry eyes raked her tight body with miles of smooth skin. A long neck with defined décolleté and a perky set of tits. She had the slightest dip on the sides of her flat stomach, giving her the right amount of curves. Her legs were toned and firm, just like the rest of her.
Perfection.
I couldn’t wait any longer and dipped my hand under her thong to touch her bare, making circles around her clit. She shuddered, her thighs jerking uncontrollably.
Velvety moisture coated my fingers, ripping sweet moans out of Maya’s mouth. “Oh, God.”
I pushed a finger inside her, the heat welcoming me with open arms.
“Brandon, I—”
Her mouth hung open mid-sentence when I pressed my thumb on her clit, finger moving in and out of her tight hole. “That’s it,” I encouraged. “Don’t overthink it. Just let me make you feel good.”
Maya laid naked, writhing underneath, setting me ablaze with her reactions. Eyes closed, teeth sunk into her bottom lip, left leg hung limply off the couch with a foot resting on the floor.
I kissed down her trembling body toward the southern region, making a trail with my tongue. I only stopped at the taste of fabric—her thong. Licking through the thin scrap of material, I tasted the liquid that had surfaced.
It was more than what I could bear. I shoved the material down with force, my tongue landing on her pussy to lick the droplets pouring out freely.
“Holy shit!” Maya screamed at what I realized was an unfamiliar sensation for her.
I roughly spread her thighs wider. She was served up on a platter as I explored all of her. Sucking on her sweet clit, feeling her pussy pulse, the throbbing, the blood pumping at her most intimate spots.
Maya pushed her hips upward in an insatiable manner. She was breathless, restless, and begging for relief. Ready to explode.
“I’m... oh God!” Maya sounded bewildered, lost.
The pleasure drew out erotic sounds, driving me to the brink of insanity. I only stopped as her thighs quaked around my head when Maya reached her peak.
I shot forward, my mouth landing on her stiff nipple. My hand squeezed her breast as I sucked on the sensitive tip standing to attention, distracting Maya, who hadn’t come down from her orgasm high. I shoved a second finger inside her, pressing in and out determinedly.
“You’re so sexy,” I gritted around her breast. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” I demanded roughly, guiding her hand to my crotch to show her. The rock-hard bulge strained painfully against the lining of my jeans.
With caution, I unbuttoned my jeans to whip out my dick and forced her hand to wrap around it.
“Fuck,” I hissed at the first touch.
Doused with lust, Maya didn’t snatch her hand back. She stroked me out of pure instinct, dazed, unable to focus on the here and now.
The room filled with our heavy panting, the sounds bouncing off all corners of the walls. I removed her hand and grabbed my cock to rub it against her slick heat. Her eyes flew open to find the angry red veins sliding between her pussy lips.
“Brandon, what are you doing?” she panted.
“Just...” tremors from the control spiked my voice, “going to rub it against you.”
“Brandon, don’t—”
I rhythmically massaged her folds. “Don’t ask me to stop. It feels too good. Fuck. I want to come with you. We don’t have to go any further.”
She didn’t speak for several beats before whispering, “That’s all you’ll do?” The words were so faint I wondered if I misheard them.
“Yes,” I whispered just as low, gratified for the sanction.
However, her next sentence put a damper on any elation. “Okay. That’s all we’ll do. And then we go back to our lives like this never happened.”
My chest expanded, provoked by the same damn sentiment to elevate my anger in the first place. It made me want to punch my face so the pain would divert the sting in my heart.
