Page 70 of Give Me a Chance
Our lips connect almost aggressively, my hunger taking over. The towel suddenly becomes redundant. I grab it firmly and pull it off. Her gorgeous nipples are already hard, so I take one into my mouth.
She grabs me by the hair, and the painful burn spurs me on. I lick, nip, and tug at the hardened peaks as her moans fill the room. Pretty much holding her up, I drag her into the bedroom and lay the towel on the bed. I hope she’s not attached to it.
I throw her back onto the mattress and spread her legs wider apart. Suddenly, I feel her resisting, so I look up into her eyes, noticing her wide-open eyes apprehensive.
“M-maybe you can use the toy again? So, you don’t get blood on you?” Her voice is low and insecure, and it pierces into my chest. Natalie doesn’t get shy.
“Is that a question or a request? Because, if you’d let me, I would want nothing more than to eat this pretty pussy.” Her breath hitches as her cheeks redden.
“I think I just want you inside of me.” Thank God. If she wanted me to use the toy, I’d respect it, but my cock is leaking with need, desperate to be inside of her.
“Then that’s what you’ll get, baby.” I press another punishing kiss to her lips, before taking all my clothes off in a rush.
Getting on top of her, I play with her nipples and slide a hand lower to her pussy. Playing with her clit, I make sure she’s wetfor me. She’s soaked, so I waste no time before grabbing my dick and slowly thrusting into her.
A breath escapes me as her wet heat grips my cock; she lets out a quiet whimper.
“Does it hurt, baby? You’ll tell me if it hurts?”
“N-no...It’s,” another whimper, “perfect.” I bury myself down to the balls, as I start pumping into her in a slow tempo.
We both moan out as my pace gets faster, and before I know it, we’re sweaty, heaving, and lying on her bed in the aftermath of our orgasms.
I press my lips to hers, this time gentle, playful. She smiles into my mouth, making my skin prickle with goosebumps.
This. Us. It’s more than sex. So much more. It’s everything. If only she’d see it, too.
“Great, now I have to shower again.” I laugh out loud at her joke.
“You don’t have to shower right away; I like you like this.”
“Is that a thing for you, me and your cum?” She smirks, teasing me again. “A breeding kink I don’t know about?”
“Could be. Apparently, there are a lot of kinks I didn’t know I had.”
“So, I showed you the world?” Her eyes are playful and bright. “What a temptress I am, bringing you to the dark side.” She’s joking, but she has no idea how right she is.
If this is the dark side, I don’t ever want to see the light of day again.
Taking the food from the living room, I grab two forks and get back to the bedroom. The water’s turned on in the shower, so I give her some privacy.
“Feeling better?” I ask, as she enters the room wrapped in another towel just as I’m spreading out the food containers.
“Much better.” Her lips turn up, her expression relaxed, and my insides settle.
“Eat.”
“You have a thing for feeding me, too?”
“Oh, I have a thing for doing a lot of things to you. But mainly, I want you happy and sated.” I shrug.
“Well, you’re certainly doing a good job of it.” She chuckles.
We eat in silence, sharing the Pad Thai and the fried rice. It’s devastatingly familiar, like we’ve been doing it for years.
When we’re done, I help her clean up and get dressed, not wanting to overstay my welcome.
I’m at the door when I decide to take a chance.
