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I know that my body over the pillow, pussy in the air, is going to make for the perfect position. But Alistair won’t give me his cock, not while his fingers are busy with my G-area.
I groan again. It’s so fucking good that I almost can’t stand it. I feel like I’m going to gush. I start rocking again, ever so slightly, to make his fingertips tap the spot.
“Yes,” he says. “Good girl.”
More blood rushes to my pelvis, and I pant. This man will be the death of me. Then again, if I get to die in this much pleasure …
He lowers his face to my pussy again. I can feel him breathing on it. He speeds up his finger-banging, then licks my clit with a flat tongue and sucks my pussy hard. It almost sends me over the edge, but I’m hanging on because I want it to last forever.
I let out a long moan, one that feels like it will never end. I’m so swollen and juicy. I’m desperate for his cock.
He reaches for something. I can’t see what it is because I’m headfirst into the mattress, headfirst in bliss. He’s massaging my ass again, spreading my cheeks and licking me. I feel a gentle slap where my ass meets my thigh, and I gasp. Not because it was painful.
“That okay?” he asks.
“Yes,” I reply. It was more than okay. It reverberated the pleasure I was already feeling.
Alistair spanks me again, slightly harder. The paddle is so close to my pussy.
He’s paddling me too softly—because I said I didn’t like pain. But this isn’t painful—it’s all pleasure.
“Yes,” I say again. “Harder.”
Another slap zings through, making my pussy clench.
Still just pleasure. I want to see how far I can go. “Harder.”
“You said you don’t want pain.”
“I said I want it harder.” And I know my safe word.
The next spank hurts. It almost made me come. “Harder.”
He changes sides, and the next few blows are hard and exciting. He lets the paddle fall and sucks me again, fingers me, while I hold my clit.
“Ready for more?” Alistair asks.
“Yes,” I reply feverishly. I want more. I want everything.
I see a flash of a toy. A dildo. Usually, I’d feel a bit apprehensive seeing one that I wasn’t in control of, but I trust Alistair. I’ve just learnt that I even trust him to hurt me.
He leans forward, smooshing my face the way I like him to. The oil makes it especially delicious. His fingers part my lips and travel inside my mouth. They’re on my tongue, but I want them deeper. Saliva floods my mouth as I suck. He pushes them in further, but I can tell he’s holding back. I want to tell him deeper, but I can’t talk. He takes them out, replacing them with the tip of the dildo, which I warm with my mouth. He applies the perfect amount of pressure that lets me take as much length as I want, without forcing its way in, and then he starts to glide it in and out, fucking my mouth. I open my lips wider; an invitation for more, for deeper, but he takes it out and kisses me instead, then teases my pussy open with the toy.
I hiss in pleasure as the smooth, warm dildo is guided into me. I’m so ready, so engorged and wet. When it touches my ceiling, my whole body contracts. Then Alistair’s mouth is on me again, licking around the dildo as he leisurely moves it in and out. His left hand is fucking me with the toy, his right is on my clit, moving in achingly slow circles.
When I think it can’t possibly get better than this, he spreads my cheeks again and starts licking my rim.
Oh my god. Oh fuck!
His tongue works in slow circles and I think I’ll die from the shaming taboo or the intense pleasure, but probably both mixed together. He feels my excitement and increases the speed and pressure of everything: the dildo works harder, his tongue begins opening my rim.
Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!
My orgasm barrels toward me, a freight train that I’m standing right in front of. It’s so huge and powerful that I cry out when it smashes into me, and I lose control of my body. I’m ruled by contraction after contraction as I’m shaken to the core. I feel my skin evaporate. Everything disappears. My whole existence is this explosive orgasm.
Chapter 29
Fall Apart
