Chapter 107 Side Story 14
Chapter 107 Side Story 14
Jessica.
He trails off, his dick swelling inside my mouth and pulsing, warm jets of his release hitting the back of my throat, causing me to choke. Still, I grab on to him, swallowing and sucking, determined to milk every last drop of his release.
"Jesus, Jessica...." He hisses as I draw him to the point of hypersensitivity, his hands tightening on my hair as he pulls me away. I don't budge, continuing to lick him as I start to stroke myself, feeding off him. Finally, when I'm sure it'll be too much for him, I release him with a pop, cleaning off the tears on my face.
He collapse knee first on the bed, while I kneel beside him, watching as he takes deep breaths to calm himself. Finally, he turns to look at me, his eyes wide with shock and surprise. "That was... You were amazing." He groans, his voice husky.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." I reply, my voice hoarse. He gaze lowers and he sees me stroking myself, soft whimpers escaping my lips. He pulls my hands from my panties, standing to his feet.
"Get on the bed." He orders and I oblige happily, pleased from pleasuring him but needing him as well. He brings my wet fingers into his mouth, licking it clean, before caressing my breasts, his fingers venturing to my soaking pussy, stroking my swollen clit leisurely. I moan, writhing on his bed.
"Devon..." I pant, grinding my hips against his fingers, needing more.
"What, love? Tell me what it is you want." He asks, his gaze clouded with primal desire. I bite my lips, panting heavily as I continue to grind my clit against his fingers, needing more friction.
"I want you to fuck me." I rush out, my head spinning.
"I know that." He says as he continues to stroke, making no effort to quicken his pace. A pained whimper escapes my lips. "But how? Gentle, or rough? Like I own you?" He asks and I bite back a moan. I like when he's gentle, taking his time to slowly build up my anticipation but I've been craving something different lately.
"Rough," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "Take me like you own me." I add. He smiles, pressing a tender kiss on my lips, coaxing it as he continues to stroke me, my body aflame with desire. In an instant, he severs all contact with me, his gaze growing darker, fueled by something primal.
"Turn around." He orders once more. "And stay on your knees." My heart skips a beat at the guttural order but soon races. My breathing hitched, I do as he says, feeling myself throb with longing as I await the next command. I feel the bed dip with his weight as he moves closer to me and his body heat behind my back as he packs my hair to the side, trailing kisses down my exposed neck and spine. Closing my eyes, I let out a gasp, my body thrumming with desire.
"Hands on the headboard." He growls against my skin and I shiver, my heart pounding. Lifting my hands, I place it on the headboard, opening my eyes. I his feel hot breath on my back, his arousal nudging my buttocks and strong hands running down my waist. He starts to nip at my skin, starting little fires as he caresses my body. My stomach does a backflip and I start to pant, spreading my thighs further apart when he begin to fondle with my breasts, teasing the hardened nipples, his other hand, stroking the oversensitive nub between my thighs.
"Devon..." I breath out, snapping my eyes shut, gyrating my hips.
"Mm?" He murmurs back. "How do you feel?" He asks and I swallow, sweat trickling down my body.
"On fire." I reply back.
"I'll quench it soon." He growls back. Positioning himself properly between my thighs, he thrusts in one single go and a strangled moan escapes my lips, my body shaking at the invasion. Devon latches on me, sucking on my skin. A loud moan escapes my lips and tears sting my eyes as I throw my head back, relaxing unto him. He pulls out of me, brushing the tip against my sensitive folds before slamming back in deeper.
"So tight. So wet. So MINE." He growls possessively and I nod vehemently, tears springing up in my eyes, my heart spiralling. He starts to pound into me and I scream, his thrusts hard yet deep, gripping my thighs securely.
"Ah!... Ah!" I moan as Devon bites into my neck, his control and restraints shot to dust as he impales me with his cock. His hot body pressed against my back, I cling to the headboard, throwing my head back in pleasure. I'm completely at his mercy, yet, I've never felt so alive.
"Devon, Devon, Devon" I whisper his name like a benediction, my body shaking at the force of his thrusts. He presses down on me, moving with greater urgency. Soon, all I can feel is pleasure sending shivers down my spine. Turning my face so I can look at him, he claims my lips in a fiery kiss, drawing breath from my lungs as he devours me. He angles his thrusts, hitting that particular spot inside me that causes sparks to fly in my vision, a scream escaping my lips.
I tear my lips away from him, sharp pleasure raking my insides and overwhelming my senses. Crying out my pleasure, I lose myself in the throes of our passion, clenching viciously against his swelling dick. Mumbling incoherent words, Devon thrusts more deeply into me. I clamp down around him, pulling him deeper inside me and he lets out a guttural moan.
Soon, he begins to move more wildly, abandoning all restraint. I whimper, feeling so close, knowing it's only a matter of time before I come undone. Arching my back, I press my body closer to him, urging me to take me above and beyond. When I finally let go, dizzying ecstasy takes a hold of me and stretches on and on, my climax akin to torture. Devon grows rigid behind me, pumping into me one last time before releasing and I feel his warm essence erupt within me, the erotic sensation making me quiver.
Sharp pleasure ripples through me and I burst into tiny pieces. Our bodies still convulsing with ecstasy, I know I will never be the same. So will Devon.