Page 64 of Apparently, I’m A B!tch

I gripped onto his head as his tongue swirled around my nipple, picturing him doing this exact thing between my thighs. How good would his tongue feel as it rasped against my clit? The pounding in my pussy was unbearable now. If he didn’t touch me soon–

Tristan’s hand smoothed along my ass until it reached the edge of my inner thigh. He ran his fingers against the trail of moisture coating my underwear. He growled against my breast, “So fucking wet. It’s all mine, isn’t it, Nikki? Tell me it’s mine. Tell me you’re this wet because of me.”

I took in a shaky breath, desperate for him to lift the edge of my underwear and slide his touch against me. “It’s yours. You make me so wet, Tristan.”

He growled low in his throat, his breath a tickle against my skin. I erupted in goose bumps as he spread his hands against the back of my thighs and lifted me. I cried out with surprise as with one fluid motion, he turned and placed me onto the bed, my soaked underwear somehow sliding off my legs, leaving me completely naked under his hazy stare.

He let my underwear fall to the ground and took off his towel, bracing his knee on the mattress, already positioning himself between my splayed thighs. An intense jolt raced through me as he gripped my hips and dragged me across the bed.

His voice was low and gravelly as he said, “I’m going to make you come on my cock this time. You’re going to be a good girl and take all of this into your tight wet pussy, aren’t you, Nikki?”

I whimpered out an agreement as the tip of him smoothed against my wetness, edging itself into me just enough to send a teasing shiver of pleasure. My back arched and I writhed against him, wanting more, wanting him inside me.

He let out a low, quiet laugh. “Is this what you want? Do you want my cock inside of you?”

I moaned as he edged into me the slightest bit more. “Yes. Please fuck me. Please.”

He chuckled as he slid a fraction more of himself inside. “I love hearing you beg. Tell me how much you need it.”

“I need it. I need you inside me now. Please, please stop teasing me.”

He bit his lip and I arched my back, desperate to take more of him inside. “I’m clean, but I’ll get a condom.”

“No, don’t.” I gripped onto my breasts and tweaked my nipples, letting him watch as I touched myself and writhed on his cock. “I’m on the pill, I’ve been tested, and I just want to feel all of you inside me, please. Don’t make me wait anymore.”

“Fuck. You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, and I knew he lost whatever resolve he had to drag this out.

He gripped my waist tighter and pushed himself in, and I sighed at how good it felt to have him slide inside of me.

His lips were slightly open, his eyes glazed over as he stared down at me, watching me squirm and moan beneath him. Then he shifted, bending over me until the back of my thighs were braced against him, his grip on my hips, and he pushed into me, sliding himself in and out, every movement sending a burst of pleasure rippling through my spine.

Groaning, he whispered, “So fucking tight...”

His muscles bunched and rippled as he thrust, more of him squeezing into me with each movement. I throbbed around him, moaning and arching against his mattress, wishing this would never end. I could have him inside of me forever. I could stay chained to his bed as he fucked me. Now that I had this, I never wanted anything else.

He slid his hand to my ass, gripped and shifted again, just enough to push himself deeper, and as he felt how I constricted against him, he threw his head to the side, closed his eyes, and moaned, “I need you to come, Nikki.”

He opened his eyes and took in the sight of me. Then I lifted my breast to my mouth and held his gaze as I licked my nipple, watching his stare widen. He tightened his jaw, smoothed a hand along me, rubbing the pad of his thumb against my clit. The feel of him sliding in and out as he put such delicious friction on my sensitive skin was too much.

My back bowed as I widened my thighs, my head pushing against the mattress.

“I’m going to come,” I cried as pressure built and built inside me, waves and waves converging until they exploded under his touch.

“That’s it. Come on my cock like a good girl,” he whispered, keeping pace, thrusting in and out of me.

“Oh… so… good…”

I arched my back and trembled, letting my orgasm shatter through me.

Pleasure swam through my skin, pushing every nerve to a heightened state until I was crying out, overwhelmed by his touch. How could anything ever feel this good?

“Where do you want my cum, Nikki? Tell me what you want,” he demanded, his whisper harsh as his thrusting became harder and faster.

“Inside me,” I breathed.

He grunted, bit his lip and fucked me, sending nerve-scorching shocks through my body until moments later, he threw his head back with a final push. I moaned as he spilled into me, filling me.

Once he pulled out, our gazes locked. His body had a light misting of sweat; his muscles were lax but his chest was rising and falling as he pulled in hard breath after hard breath. I could lay here and stare at him like this forever.