Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Four - Too Much Enjoyment
Wyatt
I am having way too much fun torturing Alyssa. She is a hot mess below me. It is amusing to me to watch her fight against trying to stay quiet. It has only been ten minutes since we started, and she is already struggling. If she bites on her lips any harder, it will bleed. I dance my lips over her pussy, and the heat radiates from her to me. She is drenched, but I haven’t allowed her to come yet. I brought her close twice. Her bark arches from the bed, pushing her pussy tighter to me. I groan. She smells so damn good. I roll my tongue on her clit. She gasps, her head falling back. I will let her away with that, but nothing more.
I kiss over her stomach and up her body. I explore her breasts, kissing, sucking and biting them. Her body shakes under me. I rest my hands on the pillow at each side of her head and tower over her.
“How are you doing, sweetness? Are you okay?” I smirk.
She rolls her eyes and nods her head. Oh, I can imagine what she wants to say. I crash my lips to hers in a heated kiss. She snakes her legs around me, kissing back and rocks up against me, desperate for some friction. Her pussy glides against my solid cock easily with her wetness. I part from the kiss, and she pants heavily. I trail my lips down her jawline and rub the tip of my cock over her folds before I push into her pussy, only a couple of inches. It is enough for her to clench and make her roll back. I groan and am so tempted to thrust all the way in, but I won’t, not yet.
I draw out, and she winces at the loss of contact. She glares up at me. I chuckle and fall back on my knees.
“How pissed are you at me right now?” I chuckle.
The expression on her face answers the question for me. I stroke my cock with my fingers and brush my thumb over the tip. Alyssa’s eyes go wide, watching my every move. I smirk and wrap my hand around it, giving it a few pumps. She whimpers and wraths under me.
“You want my cock, don’t you, kitten?”
Alyssa nods eagerly.
“You always want my cock.”
She nods again. I pick up the speed of my hand. I groan and moan her name as I pleasure myself. Alyssa tries to get herself out of the scarf but fails. It doesn’t take long for me to become close, but I am not coming in my hand.
I stop and retake my place over Alyssa. I pull her leg around my hip and thrust roughly into her pussy without warning. She cries out, her entire body shaking as I fill her up. I growl loudly and press deeper. Her back comes up from the bed again.
I work my cock into her quick and hard. She moves her hips in rhythm with mine. I bury my face in her neck, and only moments I curse, followed by her name and explode into her. The feel of her pussy around me always drives me crazy.
I keep myself buried inside of her and catch my breath. I lift my head and glance down at her. She is staring at me with dark eyes and a flushed face.
“How badly do you need to finish? You can answer with your words.”
“Badly, please, baby, I need. Please let me come. I have been good. I did as you told me.” She breathes out.
“So, you think you deserve a reward?” I ask with a raised brow.
“Yes, sir. Please? My body needs it. It needs you.” She begs.
“I love it when you beg for me,” I smirk and run my lips along her jawline.
She moans. I dip my head down to her neck, kissing all over. I will give her what she wants. I just need a little time to get hard again to fuck her, but I can get her going in other ways. I trace my lips down her throat and along my collarbone.
She moans under me, her eyes closing over. I focus my attention on her breasts. I flick my tongue over her nipple before I take it in my mouth and suck. She cries out, her head falling back. I repeat the same actions on the other one. I kiss and touch every inch of her body except where she desperately needs me to be. The heat continues to radiate from her body onto my lips and hands until she is close to the edge.
“Fuck, please, Wyatt, I need your cock in my pussy.” She pants desperately.
I am ready to go. The way her body reacts to me, and the noises that come from her pretty little lips are enough to get me going.
I bring one of her legs over my shoulder and kiss her inner thigh. I tease her pussy with my cock. She gasps and rocks her hips. I rail into her. The angle gives me better access—Alyssa squeals, more than ready for me.
“How do you want it?”
“Hard and rough. I am close.”
Mmm, yes, I love how I don’t need to fuck her or touch her pussy to turn her on.
“Yes, ma’am,” I smirk.
I fuck her how she asks. I pound her pussy, the sound of our flesh slapping together loud in the room.
“Oh God! Yes! Fuck! Like that.” She squeals, her fists clenching.
“Is that what you need? Always so desperate and willing.” I rasp.
“For you, anything, sir.” She manages to squeak out.
The bed screeches below us. I feel sorry for whoever is in the room below. I reach down and cover her lips in mine, continue to fuck her in the way she deserves. Her pussy begins to tighten around me.
“I am close, Wyatt. Fuck.” She screams, and her eyes roll back.
Pleasure shoots through her, shaking every nerve end of her body. She screams my name and comes undone around her orgasm, dominates her, and she floods my cock, spilling onto the bed. I continue to push into her, prolonging it, but her body’s reaction to me is enough. I erupt into her for a second time, and we ride through our highs together.
I collapse against her, and we stick together with the heat. The only sound filling the room is our heavy breathing. When we catch our breath, I untie the scarf and rub her wrists. They look a little red, but the material is soft, so it wouldn’t hurt her.
“I love you,” I say, kiss her softly and fall next to her.
“I love you too.” She replies and curls into my body, where she fits perfectly in every curve of my body.
I hug her tightly. I have missed her so damn much. I swear, I am never leaving her again unless I don’t have a choice. I don’t want her ever to be mad at me again. I hated it. It hurt, but I knew I had no one to blame but myself.