Page 73 of Wild Side
She feigns surprise at my request, but what she does next shows me that she’s ready for more of me. Although she feigns shock, maybe even a little embarrassment at my words, she doesn’t hesitate to move her hand down her body and slide her fingers through her center.
I watch as she begins to play with herself, a sight that is truly one to behold. Moving toward her, I climb onto the bed between her legs, watching as she begins to rub firm circles against her clit.
Fuck.
I can’t look away. Her pussy grows wetter with each swipe of her fingers, with each circle against her clit. I can almost taste her. I watch, unable to look away. “Make yourself come, Zadie. I want to see it.”
Her breathing comes out in pants, her hips lifting, her back still against the headboard, her fingers working herself. Goddamn, my cock is so hard it could pound nails.
I wrap my hand around him and gently stroke myself as I watch her, and when she comes, her muscles tighten, her entire body stills, and she lets out a moan that bounces off the walls around us.
Goddamn gorgeous.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so pretty, except when my cock is in her mouth, or in her cunt, which it’s about to be. Shifting forward, I wrap my fingers around her wrist, gentlysliding her hand away from her pussy, then align myself with her center.
I lift her arms over her head before I press them against the wall as I sink inside her. Leaning forward, I touch my mouth to hers.
I don’t deepen the kiss. Instead, I begin to move my hips. Pulling almost completely out of her before I sink back inside, grinding my pelvis against her clit before I do it again. Shifting my face backward slightly, I keep my eyes on hers as I move. My fingers flex against her wrists as I keep her hands pressed against the wall.
My gaze doesn’t leave hers as I continue to fuck her. I can feel her climbing higher. I know she’s close, and I’m right there with her. I continue to move inside her as sweat gathers on my forehead, my lower back tingles, and then my balls draw up.
Releasing one of her wrists, I reach down between us to press my thumb against her clit. She cries out right before I feel her cunt flutter, and then she squeezes me, and I come—hard.
My cock twitches as my balls empty inside her. I feel her free hand wrap around the side of my throat. Her thumb slides across my jaw as we both try to catch our breath.
“I’m falling for you, Chase.”
“Thank fuck,” I say, my lips curved up into a grin. “I would hate to think I’m falling alone.”
ZADIE
I’m not sure why I’m so nervous. I know I shouldn’t be. It’s not like I’ve never met Dakota and Lainey before, but there’s something different about tonight. This isn’t just hanging around the clubhouse or my house.
It’s girls’ night out.
Girls’ night.
I’m not sure why, but this feels major—like an initiation into the super-secret club. I want to be part of the club so badly. I’ve never had friends like this before. When the doorbell rings, I slide my palms down my thighs and move toward the door.
Chase is at the clubhouse. He made me promise that I would go down there after whatever we were going to do. I’m not sure I want to go to the clubhouse. We’ve only been in this house for a couple of days, and I love it here. I love the bed and having a bathroom that nobody else can use.
It feels like a home.
Opening the door, I plaster on my biggest smile as I look at the four women standing in front of me. One of them I don’t recognize.
“This is Briana,” Dakota announces, jerking her thumb backward at the new woman. She smiles, giving me a small wave. “Can we see your place?” she asks.
“Oh, shit. I’m sorry.”
Taking a step to the side, I invite them in. Posey, Dakota, Lainey, and Briana make their way into my house. I watch as they all look around, but it’s Lainey who speaks first. I stand nervously as I watch them take it all in. I don’t know why, but it feels important that they like where I live.
“This is adorable.”
My lips curve up into a grin. “Thanks.”
“Let’s go get some food and bitch about our men,” Dakota states.
“I want food and to bitch about the clubwhores,” Posey says, wrinkling her nose.
