Page 18 of Behind the Masks
I started sinking over his length, continuing to kiss him as I rocked my hips.
“You going to fill me with cum, Alec?” I purred, moving so my feet were on the bed so I could bounce a little.
“Don’t talk like that or I’m going to come right now,” he warned.
“You don’t want me to tell you how much I want your cum? How I want you dripping out of me? Can I talk about you fucking my ass later because?—”
He flipped us over so I was lying back on the bed with the head of his cock rubbing back and forth on my clit, his tongue teasing mine as he kissed me hard. I gasped, knowing I wasn’t going to last long either at this rate.
“You want my cum? I’m going to coat this pretty pussy with it then fuck it into you. Then, you can clean it off my cock with your mouth. Is that what you want?”
“Please.”
“You’d better hurry up and come for me then, baby.”
He kept rubbing his cock against my clit, and I felt it the second he came and his cock became slick against me, his arm muscles tense as he pushed through. I came hard, a scream leaving me as he suddenly shoved himself into my soaked pussy and started fucking me.
He was softening, my mouth watering for a taste of him, and I moaned when he pulled out of me and straddled my chest, forcing his cum-covered cock between my lips. His taste mixed with mine as I ran my tongue around him, his fingers threading through my hair gently as he thrust a little.
“I’m going to come all over your face one day. You’d look so good covered in me.”
A whimper left me and he pulled back, surprising me as he knelt between my legs and dove his tongue into my pussy. My body jerked as he sucked on my clit, a second orgasm racing through me so fast I cried out.
“Open your mouth,” he growled, tonguing my pussy and cleaning me up before crawling up my body and spitting our combined releases into my mouth. I’d barely swallowed before he was kissing me softly, his hand sliding up my shirt to my belly. “Do you think Warren would be pissed if I knocked you up? Your pussy’s so good I’m going to make you a fucking mother.”
“Jesus, Alec,” I huffed, pushing his shoulder back so I could sit up.
“So good,” he repeated, kissing me one more time before standing.
He helped me up and steered me to the bathroom to shower again, making sure I was clean before drying and dressing me.
“It’s hard to believe you’re the affectionate one. I mean, I really expected Kaye to be like this, not you,” I giggled as he took the bag I’d packed as we headed outside to his car.
“I’m surprised he let so much of it out with you. He’s worried about scaring you,” he said honestly, making me frown.
“Why?”
“Kaye’s always had darker desires, but if he scared you, he’d never forgive himself. He’d love nothing more than to see your skin bruised with his mark, but if you were scared of him? Totally different. He’s trying to rein it in a little but it’s hard when he loses control.”
“That was him holding back?” I asked skeptically, making him snort.
“Sort of. The fisting was him starting to lose control. We had to pull him off you when you passed out. Kind of need your consent for something like that.”
“How do I make him lose control then? I don’t want him to hold back.”
He halted, turning to face me. “You don’t know what you’re asking. Warm up to it first, babe.”
“I know he won’t hurt me.”
“He will. He likes inflicting pain. It’s not a bit of degradation, he’d tie you up and fuck you for hours. He’d mark you, torture you with orgasms, and he’d choke you until you passed out. That’s putting it lightly.”
I licked my lips, tingles shooting through me. “I can handle it.”
“That’s a lot of trust to put in a person you’ve just started fucking.”
“I’ve known him for years. Both of you could do whatever you wanted to me and I know you’d make it good,” I insisted, and he studied me for a moment before turning back to the car and opening the passenger door for me.
“We’ll talk about it. You need a safeword.”
