Chapter 33 Round Two
Xavier’s Point of View
Her body tensed in my arms, the heat from her skin seeping into me, and it intensified the pleasure that was building inside me. My breathing became labored as I stroked even faster. It feels so much better now that I am holding her in my hands.
The sensation was tight and hot, plus her scent that lingered in the air, was now gently tickling my nose, pushing all my desires out.
“Touch yourself,” I commanded her. My teeth grazed the skin of her shoulder, and she squired. I squeezed her boobs again.
There was silence again. I could almost hear just how loud her heart was pounding against her ribcage.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, baby girl,” I warned her. “You touch yourself now, or I will flip you over and spank you until your little tight ass is as red as a tomato.”
“I—I don’t know how.” The words tumbled out of her lips hastily in a whisper, and I froze.
“You have never touched yourself?”
She shook her head. “Well, you’re about to,” I told her calmly, my hands reaching for the lower waist, gripping the band, and pulling down her pants.
Now, this wasn’t even about my pleasure anymore.
I was still hard, and the tip of my cock was throbbing, filled with beads of my arousal, but I wanted her to masturbate.
She has seen me do it before; it’s only right that I get to watch her as well. I wanted her to be as dirty as I was; the innocence that reeked from her was suffocating, and I wanted to taint it.
I want to cover in my color that she loses herself in me.
“Take off your panties, and give them to me,” I ordered, and her shaky hands reached for the lacy panties, and she pulled them off, her naked ass pressing into me, as she took them off, and then, hesitantly, she pressed the material in my hands.
I raised it to my nose, inhaling her scent deeply.
“Fuck.” I groaned, my cock twitched.
My eyes flickered towards her. I could hardly see her face because the room was dark, but despite the darkness, she still hid her face. “Open your legs,” I ordered, as I snatched her even closer to my body. The moment she lifted her legs, I placed my left leg knee in between her legs, creating space in between her thighs. “Ah.” She gasped in surprise. “Xavier—Is this okay?” “Are you scared?” I asked curiously, and she nodded. “Well, don’t be—I will give you so much pleasure that you have never seen before.”
“Okay.” She whispered back, and I slid my hands down from her boobs, heading dangerously low, towards her forbidden fruit.
She noticed because her chest rose, her hand clutched my upper arm. “Ease, baby girl.” I breathe in her ear, her our naked legs tangled in between each other. “Loosen up, it’s not going to hurt, I promise.”
I assured her.
My fingers slid down the slit in between her legs, and I almost moaned at how hot and wet she was.
“You nasty little whore,” I cursed under my breath. “You’re so wet and hungry for my cock, aren’t you?”
“Hmph.” She trembled.
“Look how wet you are…” I brought my fingers back up, smearing the slick liquid against her lower belly. “That’s all for me, isn’t it?”
“Huh, ah…” She threw her head back as my fingertips glided over her rock-hard clit, and I rubbed against them.
Her body froze… and she struggled with a single breath. “Are you dying?” I teased. “Breathe, baby girl, breathe.”
I urged her, kissing her neck again, as I continued to rub teasingly on her swollen pussy—It was slow at first, and then I gradually increased the motion, feeling her up, and she attempted to clamp her thighs, but my legs wouldn’t let her.
Her hands grappled the sheets before moving to seal her lips. “You can moan,” I told her. “Say my name.”
“Ah,” She breathes out. “Xavier.”
“Do you like it?” I asked, and she nodded.
“Words, darling.” “I like it.” She huffed, and with every question and answer, I increased the pacing of my rubbing.
“Oh no,” Her body quivered, “No, please.”
I could feel she was close, her thighs clenched, and her hips buckled. “Please?” I raised an eyebrow. “You’re begging for it already? And I haven’t even started yet.”
The squelching noises echoed in the room. “Do you hear that?” I asked curiously. “That is all you… How wet are you for me? And how much you enjoy being fingered.”
“Fuck.” She cursed.
Throwing her head back again, her toes curling against mine.
“And just so you know, I am rock hard ready for you as well,” I whispered in her ear, licking her earlobes. “Tell me how much you want it, beg me for it.”
“I want it so much.” She whispered, her breath shaky.
“If you don’t convince me, I might just stop.”
“No, please, don’t.” She pleaded, the tremor easily noticeable; she was even closer now. “Please… please… please... Yes, yes, right there, please don’t stop.”
I realized she was about to scream, so I sealed her mouth with my other hand, while I rubbed even more. She came down in convulsing movements, trembling as she shattered in ecstasy around me.
“Ah! Ohh!” She sucked in a deep breath, as if she had just gotten an asthma attack.
Her breathing was labored—hot, hard, and heavy, like she just finished a marathon, and I leaned in to lick the sweat that trickled down her face.
“That’s my baby girl.” I kissed her cheeks and nose, her breathing steadying. “Look how much you have cummed for me. Now, I am going to use some of these.”
I began to coat my cock in her juices, and she stiffened once more.
Guess she is not ready for round two yet.