Page 58 of Cohen's Control


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A soft smile lifts her lips as she brings her hands to her breasts cupping them. “We’ll go slow, for both of us, but I need to feel that you want me. I need to see it, Cohen.”

She drops her hands, and my eyes fall to her full, bare breasts, pale and beautiful. Her nipples are hard, her areolas puckered. My mouth was on that breast last night. An inch away from being able to lick and lave that tiny little nubbed peak. From between my legs, my cock grows angrier, thicker, more eager. She looks down, and the sight of her naked in my lap, watching me get hard for her, it makes me fucking feral.

I want to flip her onto her back and slide inside of her, latch my mouth to her breast and enjoy everything her body gives me. Sustenance, energy, confidence, power.

But my eyes find her core, and lower to her pussy, shaved completely bare. “I know I told you but I want you to know what a big deal it is, Cohen; you gave me back my orgasm,” she admits, wrapping one hand under the waistband of my sweats. Her knuckles against my belly have my cock straining for freedom, seeking the deep, wet warmth between her legs.

“What?” I question, realizing what she’s admitted.

“Cohen,” she interrupts. “I’m going to touch you and if you want to stop, you’ll tell me, okay?” She leans down a little. “Remember, red.”

I nod then add, “I do what pleases you, always.”

Our eyes idle together, my words bearing so much subtext that we need a moment to process.I’m here to serve you, I want to serve you, you are the only thing that gives me life. Let me have you, let me belong to you, let me make you happy.I can’t say those things now, but I hope she knows I feel them.

She lowers the waistband of my sweats, and the cool air licks at my cock, sending a shiver down my spine. My stomach clenches and my pulse spikes, and an unexpected anxiety roars to life in my veins. “Wait,” I breathe. “I want you to be ready. I’m… I’m afraid you’re doing this for me, because you think I need this to want you. But I want you, Scarlett, I want you in whatever capacity I can have you. And if you aren’t ready, don’t do this. Don’t do this for me. Do it for you, do whatever is right for you.”

Her eyes drop to my cock, and I watch her take me in. Watch as her eyes widen then grow hooded, how she tips her head to the side, then traces my balls with the tip of her finger. I shudder at how good just one fingertip feels against my heavy, long neglected sac. At how good it feels to be naked and hard with someone who wants me, to regain the ability to be vulnerable.

She wiggles over me, and then I feel it. Her bare, wet pussy resting on my cock, forcing it down against my belly. She rocks her hips, gaze holding mine, her cunt so wet that I let out a groan.

“Scarlett,” I breathe, straining my head from the couch to look between our bodies. Her lips are spread, my cock prodding between them as she rocks back and forth, her glistening heat smearing along my shaft. Her pussy is so perfect, lips swollen and pink, clit engorged; my lips tingle at the idea of going down on her, discovering her cunt with my tongue, filling my mouth with the sweet taste of her. The weight of her thighs on my shoulders. The feel of her heels digging into my back. Her nails grating my scalp as she begs me to make her come. The flood of sweetness and saltiness as she grinds my face, coming hard for me,becauseof me.

“I trust that you won’t hurt me Cohen,” she breathes, dropping her head to look down at where she’s grinding me. I look right in time to see her fingertip trace the dark slit in my cockhead, collecting precum, bringing her finger to her lips. Her eyes roll shut like she’s sampled heaven, and my cock spits at the sight.

“Fuck,” I groan, looking down at the clear rope spit along my belly. She collects it with the pad of her finger, using it to trace the hard peak of her breast, leaving shiny arousal on her flesh. My arousal. “I would never hurt you,” I choke out, my mind a battle ground. Do not fucking come. Four years or not, if I come right now, I’ll be humiliated to have reached that point before her.

She comes first, I serve her before she serves me.That’show it goes.

Like she knows what’s holding me back, she reaches for my arm, and brings my hand to her pussy. Rocking over my length, grinding me in hot, wet strokes, she gives a single command. “Rub.”

I place the pad of my thumb over her clit, my cock throbbing at how soft and swollen it feels as I stroke it. Arching her back, her head tips forward, watching my thumb make slow circles on her needy bud. She’s wet, and by the way her hips move faster and her moans get breathier, I know she’s close.

“Sit... sit up,” she pants, her cheeks flush, eyes hazy. I sit up and bring my lips to her nipple, but look at her for permission. She nods and feeds her fingers through the back of my hair, bringing my mouth to her breast.

My world floods with light as I suck her nipple, the abrasion of her nails against my scalp making me moan into her body. She steals herself away, commanding me to sit upright. I do, and my cock joins, rising up from my lap like a flagpole. She brings her beautiful body back to me, leaning her knees against the couch, partially standing, her bare cunt over my cock.

Her hand falls to her pussy where two fingers stroke against her clit. “I couldn’t come, for over a year, I stopped being able to orgasm. I thought I never would be able to again,” she breathes, a single drop of sweat gliding between her luscious tits. A thread of clear arousal stretches from my cockhead to my belly, and it’s been so long since I’ve seen myself like this. I almost can’t believe this is real. She’s real.

Scarlett takes my cock in her hand, and both of us moan from the depths of our bellies when she does. It feels so good to be touched by her, to have my cock in her hand. I look at her delicate fingers wrapping my shaft, the way she holds me and uses the hand that stroked her cunt to trace the wide slit. Notching me at her entrance, she sinks down until her cunt swallows my crown.

“I masturbated thinking of you. And I came. I came like crazy, Cohen.”

“Scarlett,” I rasp, too close to the edge for comfort. I look at her cunt eating up my head, and the way her delicate fingers return to stroking her pert little clit. “I-I was content with celibacy,” I pant, our admissions making me drunk and dizzy, the truth of them pulling us together, binding us invisibly but powerfully.

She rises, and my cock slips out, bobbing with weight between us. I’m so hard and so full of years of release, when she grabs me again and brings the head to her entrance, I let out a warning groan.

Grinning, she sinks down onto just the head again. “A crown for your queen,” she smiles, her fingers returning to her clit. Her eyes close, and I watch the erotic movie play out before me.

Her arm shakes as she rubs and a moment later, she’s unraveling over my cock, her cunt spasming around my head, contracting in fast, rhythmic waves as her hips move.

As if she knows my body better than me, she reaches down and fists my shaft, taking my cock from her warmth. My head is nearly purple and she lowers her mouth to it right as the tidal wave of heat whips through my core, centering my groin. My mouth falls open, sweat slicks my forehead, and I watch as she slips her mouth from my head, the first shot of long awaited release streaking over me. I groan as she runs her finger tip over the slit with such light pressure that I grit my teeth, the next rope coming stronger, thicker, and the next even faster. I come so fucking hard as she plays with the head of my cock, watching with wide eyes as I coat myself in what feels to be endless ropes of long held back release.

I want to jerk up off the couch, worried that with this amount of cum, there’s no way it’s not going to get all over.

I want to.

But my body is suddenly so goddamn relaxed. Every single tense muscle has released its grip on stress, my chest is open and light, my mind free. I stare at Scarlett, catching my breath, watching her as she drags her finger from my collarbone to my belly button. Her eyes are wide, staring at the mess, and I’m hypnotized by her playing with my cum.

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