“If you want to do this, Char, I want you to be in full fucking control of what we are doing, okay? We can stop anytime and go at the pace you want.”
I let out a tense breath before responding quietly.
“Okay.”
I open my eyes and shift, placing my hands on his broad shoulders and steadying myself as I straddle his thighs frontally. He slips his large palms up the curve of my back while dipping his head and he gently consumes the side of my neck with his lips and tongue, sending a shiver through me.
I gasp and elevate my chin with my eyes closed, relishing the sensation as he moves his hands all over my back slowly. When he shifts his mouth to the front of my throat and to the other side of my neck, I slip my fingers through the back of his wettish hair.
After some time of making me feel relaxed and aroused, I feel him unclip my bra before hooking his fingers beneath the straps and dragging them down my arms. As soon as my bra slips down the front of my body, I remove my arms from it and feel my hardened nipples graze against his tatted chest while he slides one palm up the middle of my back, under my long hair and when his hand lands on the back of my neck, he lifts his head.
We gaze into each other's eyes before we both tilt our heads to the side and our lips meet for the first time in a long time. I open my mouth, allowing his tongue to enter and merge with mine while he cloaks me with his big arms around the middle of myback, pressing my bare chest against his. He breaks away from our passionate kiss for a few seconds to murmur breathlessly against my lips.
“I’m going to shift you onto your back, okay?”
I give a small nod before his tongue enters my mouth again and he slowly moves me, laying me on my back on the seat with him between my legs. As his big body consumes me, he devours my mouth, and I sweep my hands up his strong arms, unable to get enough of him as much as he is unable to get enough of me.
This is something I was never forced to do with Maddox; he didn’t steal this. Kisses and ardent lovemaking were not his thing; his only real goal was to inflict pain and anguish on me, scarring me beyond repair. Today, I will attempt to take back my power in that regard. When Chaos kisses the corner of my mouth and travels his lips down my jaw, I arch my back to get closer to him, experiencing the euphoria flowing through me and igniting my soul, just as I had hoped for.
As soon as I reach down between us, I release my button and drag the zipper down on my jeans before hooking my thumbs beneath the waistband and strings of my panties, then carefully pushing them over the curvature of my hips. Chaos takes the hint and sits back on his knees to assist me, tugging them down my legs, the damp fabric peeling away from my skin. When I am entirely nude for him, he runs his palms up the outsides of my thighs and leans over me, bringing his mouth down close to mine.
“Do you want me to eat you out first?”
I swallow hard before offering a tiny wordless nod, and his brown eyes linger on mine for a few seconds longer before helightly caresses my lips with his. He tenderly kisses my throat and proceeds down my body, but as I gaze up at the roof, my chest tightens, and my breathing becomes constrained with anxiousness as he lowers closer to my core.
Images of Maddox between my thighs breach my vision, taunting me. The one time he bit my clit so hard, he drew blood and my eyes flood with tears as I begin to hyperventilate. As soon as I feel Chaos' mouth ghosting over my pussy, I bolt up, gasping for air, tears rushing down my cheeks and my eyes wide with fear.
He draws back and slowly rises himself fully without moving his gaze away from mine, expressionless, as I fight to regulate my shallow respiration and hammering heart. When he notices I am calming down, he leans forward, palms on either side of me, and draws his face close to mine, his eyes soft. Raising his hand, he carefully brushes away my tears with the back of his fingers.
“Hey, it's me.”
His voice is comforting as he continues.
“We do not have to do this. We can just—”
When I squeeze my wet eyes shut, shaking my head once, fighting against fear, I feel his hand on my jaw, which causes me to open them again.
“Always remember that it is me and I would never hurt you. Watch me so all you can see is me eating you out. Always keep your hand in my hair. You have full fucking control, Char.”
My gaze locks on his as he takes one of my shaky hands and places it in his hair, and I delicately grasp a handful. I take a couple long breaths before guiding him back down betweenmy thighs, keeping my focus on him the entire time. When his tongue flattens against me, my legs shudder and I draw a sharp breath. He progresses slowly, carefully licking my pussy, and as my muscles ease up, I start to let out small gasps of satisfaction, embracing the sensation of being touched.
I eventually rest back on my other hand, and my legs steadily unwind, releasing tension and opening wider for him.He glides his warm palms up my inner thighs, slipping his tongue up my slit before sucking on my clit. My grip on his hair tightens as a slight moan escapes my lips, and I draw him closer to my core, encouraging him to be firmer with me so I can achieve my goal.
He slides both of his hands up to my stomach and moves them around to grab the small of my waist and his forearms rest on my inner thighs before he starts eating me out, just the way I used to enjoy it.
My eyes become heavy, but I dare not take my gaze away from him and continue to observe his actions. After a while, it starts to feel like it might take some time, but he remains keen until finally, I can feel the ecstasy swelling inside of me.
My breathing becomes labored before I toss my head back, swaying my hips until it finally strikes me, and I fall back onto the seat. My eyes close, my back arching while a powerful orgasm rocks my entire body, and he proceeds to softly lap up my come without pushing me to be overly stimulated.
When he moves away from my pussy, he lays one of his palms over the middle of my back, and I flatten down onto it. My eyes slowly open to see him shifting up my body, his gaze exploring my nakedness before landing and locking on mine. As soon as he is above me, I reach up and bring my hand to the side of his tattooed neck, guiding him down to kiss me.
He kisses me back before I murmur softly against his lips, scanning his eyes.
“Thank you.”
He moves his arms beneath my shoulders and places his hands in my hair while I wrap mine around the back of his neck. His body lowers onto mine, but not enough to squash me and he lays his brow against mine.
“You’re so beautiful; do you know that?”
