Page 21 of Strictly Business

He closes the gap between us and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me against him. Our lips meet and we’re kissing, and I can feel my skin touching his skin all along the front of my body. I am almost dizzy with desire, and I wrap my arms around Wyatt’s shoulders and cling to him as we kiss.

Our kiss is hungry, our tongues probing around, our lips mashed together. It’s the sort of kiss I have always imagined sharing with Wyatt and now I am and it’s everything I had thought it would be and more. His hands roam over my body, caressing me and tickling me. I hardly dare to move in case it somehow breaks the spell between us, and he walks away from me again.

Our kiss deepens, and our tongues collide and caress each other’s. I get brave and press my body against Wyatt’s. I can feel his hard cock against me, and I move my hips gently, applying a light pressure to it. Wyatt moans into my mouth and then he pulls back from the kiss and for a horrible moment, I think he’s going to say it’s over; we’re done. But instead, he turns me around so that I am facing away from the bed and then he pushes me gently into a sitting position on the edge of his bed.

He kneels down on the floor in front of me and nudges the insides of my knees with his hands. I know exactly what he wants, and I open myself up to him, spreading my legs wide open and displaying my wet pussy, my swollen clit, and inviting him in. I lean back on my elbows as Wyatt moves in closer to me and begins to work my clit with his tongue. His tongue on me sends bursts of pleasure through my body, but it also leaves me wanting more. For each little burst of pleasure I feel, I am left with a longing for a climax.

He licks and sucks me, pushing me closer and closer towards the anticipated climax and I twist the sheet beneath me into tight little balls in my fisted hands as the sensations become almost too much for me to bare.

Just when I think I can’t take this anymore, Wyatt pushes two fingers inside of me. He works the fingers in time with his tongue and although I try to make it last because I am loving the feel of it, I can’t hold myself back for long and I succumb to my orgasm.

Every muscle I have clenches at once as pleasure assaults me, spiralling out from my clit and pussy, moving up to my stomach where the muscles there contract deliciously. From there, the pleasure seems to spread like a warm glow through my entire body until every part of me is consumed by this feeling of release, of ultimate animalistic ecstasy. It’s pure. It’s raw. It’s absolutely amazing. It’s just … wow.

I come down slowly, my pussy involuntarily clenching and unclenching as my muscles slowly relax. Wyatt pulls his fingers out of me, but he still keeps licking away at my clit and the lightning bolts of pleasure that go through me now are so intense on my swollen clit that they are almost painful, and I only manage to keep my legs open so wide because Wyatt is between them stopping me from closing them. It’s not that I want him to stop, I just think if the space wasn’t blocked, closing my legs against the intense feeling would be almost a reflex action.

Growing up, my dad was pretty strict about boys. In fact, no, scratch that. My dad was an absolute tyrant when it came to boys, so much so that me even attempting to date anyone was futile and I just gave up in the end. When I went away to college, that all changed and I had more than my fair share of dates and I suppose you could say that I have had a kind of sexual awakening over those four years, but in all that time, I have never once felt anything like the full body orgasm Wyatt just gave me.

I can finally breath almost normally again and already I am craving that feeling again, even as little bursts of pleasurable pain course through me. Wyatt lifts his head up and I can’t help but notice that the bottom half of his face is wet from me. I feel like I should be embarrassed by this, but I’m not. I am happy to own my pleasure and I’m not done with that yet.

I move backwards across the mattress and then I reach out for Wyatt as he half stands up. I pull him down on top of me and he comes with no resistance. His lips find mine again and I can taste my own orgasm on his lips and on his tongue. I want to make Wyatt feel as good as he made me feel and I reach down between the two of us and wrap my fist around his cock. I roll, pushing Wyatt off me and onto his back and I follow, kneeling between Wyatt’s spread legs.

I keep his cock in my fist, and I start to move my fist up and down his length when he lands on his back. He closes his eyes and moans, a low moan so full of desire it sends a shiver through my body and makes me pussy get even wetter. I keep moving my hand, varying the pace and the pressure I put on Wyatt’s cock.

One minute I’m holding him firmly, my movements fluid and fast and I can see him hurtling towards his orgasm and so I change it up a bit, slowing the pace completely and using a feather like touch that makes Wyatt moan again, but this time, in frustration. I keep teasing him, bringing him to the edge and then backing off a little bit and leaving him there.

Finally, I realize I’m teasing myself almost as much as I’m teasing Wyatt. I am more than ready to feel his cock inside of me. I release Wyatt’s cock from my working fist and his eyes fly open. I smile down at him as I move onto all fours and get my legs on the outside of his so that I am straddling him.

I keep looking down into his eyes as I reach behind me and grab his cock. I hold it still and then I lower myself down onto it. I enjoy watching Wyatt’s face as I take him into me. He looks so intense and his mouth twists in pleasure as I take his full length all the way inside of me. I can feel him stretching me out and it feels good to be so full, so entirely consumed by Wyatt.

I lean forward, careful to keep Wyatt inside of me and I kiss his lips gently, running my lips over his, more of a teasing touch than a kiss.

He moans against my lips and the vibrations tickle in a delicious way. I kiss him hard and fast and then I straighten up and begin to move up and down on his cock. I clench and unclench my pussy as I move, and I can feel every bit of Wyatt’s cock as I grip it. I start to move faster, spurred on by Wyatt’s moans.

I push my hips forward slightly so that Wyatt’s cock rubs over my g spot with each thrust. I feel my bladder contract and I tighten my muscles until the feeling of needing to pee passes. The second thrust feels nice and the third one feels amazing. I keep moving and as I do, I reach up with both hands and caress my breasts. I roll my nipples between my fingers until they are hard little points and then I reach down with one hand and push two fingers into my slit and onto my clit.

My thrusting movement sends my clit over my fingers, and I gasp as the pleasure intensifies. I am so close to coming again and I’m grinding down on my fingers and on Wyatt’s cock with an intensity that is almost savage, but I don’t care if it is savage, it feels so good, and I have no intention of stopping. I don’t think I could stop now even if I wanted to.

Wyatt watches me on top of him, working both of us into a frenzy, my breasts bouncing around on my chest as I move. His eyes are heavy with lust and his mouth is slightly open as he pants for breath. He is thrusting in time with me, his hips working with me, and his thrusts are every bit as hard and as desperate as mine are. I feel better than I can ever remember feeling in my body, my mind and my soul.

My clit gives one last hard thrum of pleasure, and my orgasm explodes and tears through my body. I have to pull my fingers away from myself straight away because my clit is now so tender, I can’t bear to touch it anymore.

My orgasm spreads out through my pussy and down my thighs, making my skin there tingle and tickle, like fingernails are running over it on the inside. The pleasure runs up over too, filling my stomach and chest with heat and making the muscles in my stomach tighten.

I’m at the peak of my climax, and I am falling to the side and then I’m on my back and Wyatt is on top of me again as fireworks continue to explode in my stomach and in my clit. My pussy is going wild, moving of its own volition, clenching and squeezing Wyatt’s cock, and I can see by the way his face is contorted that he is loving every second of this as much as I am. He thrusts into me, hard and commanding and I am only too happy to let him set the pace. I match him thrust for thrust, clinging to him, and throwing my head back as he kisses my neck, letting him reach the tender skin there easier.

With one final hard thrust into me, Wyatt hits his climax. He holds me in place, his cock pushed so far into me that I can feel it pushing against my cervix. I feel him twitch and then I am filled with a flood of wet heat as he comes hard. He growls my name and then he curses several times and my poor battered clit pulses when I hear my name on his lips like that. No one has ever been able to make me react like that with only their voice before.

Wyatt thrusts into me again and he spurts again and then he slips out of me and rolls off me, leaving me feeling cold and empty without him inside of me anymore. We lay side by side for a moment while we get our breath back. I float down gently as though I’m gliding through feathers and by the time my breathing has evened out and I feel normal again, I am almost asleep. Wyatt’s voice pulls me back awake although I would have preferred to just snuggle down and go to sleep, especially when I hear what he has to say.

I roll onto my side to face Wyatt, and he runs his hand over his face.

“Shit Serena, I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I let that happen again, I …” he starts.

CHAPTER16

Serena

He regrets what happened between us. That much is obvious. I want to cry, and I want to curl up and die of embarrassment all at the same time. There is only one way I can see to get myself out of this without it being embarrassing.

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