Page 9 of Breakaway

Over the next however long, Dax positioned my body into stretches, turning me and pulling at my body. I’d been surprised when he hadn’t jumped into anything sexual, but I soon learned his plan.

Punishment was correct.

With each touch and position, Dax ramped up my arousal with slight caresses and grazes over my body. All the while, he kept talking about the benefits of each move like he wasn’t casually rubbing his fingers over my clit or nipples.

It was infuriating and thrilling in the same breath.

Dax grasped my hips, standing so close to me I could feel his erection against my ass this time. I whimpered, my body so wired, it felt like I would combust if I didn’t get some tension released between my legs.

“Please,” I begged, no longer playing the refusal game.

“You think you’ve been punished enough for pushing us away, Petal?” Dax asked, licking up the column of my throat.

I nodded, and a whiny sound rumbled out of me.

“Go place your hands on the mirror with your legs spread like I just had them.”

Without hesitation, I raced to the mirror and did as he said. Long gone was Coach Henley, a needy and desperate woman in her place.

Dax trailed his palms down my body, touching every inch of me. At my waistband, he pushed my pants and underwear over my ass and lifted one leg out and then the other. I stood against the mirror in my tennis shoes and sports top, a sports bra underneath. Dax bent down, his head going between my legs as he inspected me.

“You’re fucking dripping, Petal. Don’t worry. I’m going to give you just what you need.”

Sitting against the glass between my legs, he stretched out beneath me as he pulled my pussy closer. At this height, my center was perfectly aligned with his mouth. Dax’s tongue licked up my folds, and my legs trembled as I waited anxiously. Over and over, he licked me, sucking down my wetness as he parted my lips with his tongue and flicked it into my core.

Whining again, I moved my feet, attempting to get more friction and hit my clit. I needed the pressure released before I could explode over the ledge. His hands clenched against my outer thighs, keeping me spread wide for him, not allowing me to move at all. My breath fogged the mirrored glass; my breasts pressed up against it. Dax chuckled as I continued to seek relief, the vibrations teasing me as they traveled through my pussy.

“Please, Dax. I need more,” I begged when I realized he wouldn’t give me what I wanted yet.

“Since you asked so nicely,” he teased.

His lips sucked on my clit, my legs buckling as the first orgasm raced through me. All the pent-up emotions I’d been hiding evaporated, the orgasm replacing them in its wake.

“Fuck yes, Petal. Keep gushing over my face.”

I could barely keep myself upright, my body wanting to sag into his hold as I trembled. Dax let go of my thighs, and I fell into his arms, my legs giving out.

“Hey,” I said with a contented sigh, resting against him.

“I’m not done with you yet, Hen. Lean back in a backbend for me.”

I did as he asked, the blood rushing to my head in the position. I didn’t have time to think about it as Dax pulled my hips down, plunging into me in one move.

“Eek,” I screamed, the new stance taking me by surprise. My arms shook as Dax pumped in and out of me. I tightened my legs around him, his powerful thighs holding us both up as he moved. The sound of skin slapping against one another bounced off the walls as the smell of sex permeated the room.

“Damn, you feel so good, Petal. So wet and tight that my dick slides right in. I’m not going to last long. I’ve been ready to erupt from the second I touched you.”

Our moans and grunts entwined with one another, my body meeting him with each thrust. From the angle of my hips, Dax hit me deep, making my toes curl as his pelvic bone rubbed against my clit.

“You going to keep sleeping alone?” he questioned.

“No,” I whimpered.

“Good answer, Petal.”

Dax picked up his speed; my body craved everything he put me through. From the soft touches and oral sex, my arousal had been wound tight. One orgasm hadn’t been nearly enough.

Locking my elbows, I lifted higher and brushed my clit just right as he thrusted into me. Screaming, I shattered around his cock as I came, the blood rushing to my head making me dizzy. Dax grunted out, his hips stilling as he filled me with thick ropes of cum.

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