Banging Reaper(12)

I shake my head. It’s all I can to do at this moment. My throat is too tight, I can’t speak.

“Good,” he rumbles, pleased.

My skin burns. Every inch of me aches. Every brush, every stroke of his fingers is a wicked tease. Chase’s hands touch me but he’s holds himself away from me.

“Did you think about me?” he asks, sounding hoarse now.

I thought about him in Algebra. I couldn’t focus on a thing my instructor was teaching. I kept feeling Chase’s hands on my body. His hot mouth as he kissed me. How powerful the muscles in his back felt beneath my fingers. I wondered what muscles of his he would use to thrust himself into my body. I kept picturing that tight ass of his bobbing up down as he pumped his cock deep.

“Yes,” I whisper, finding my voice.

His hands roam over my back then I feel his fingers trembling while working the clasp of my bra.

Before I know it my bra joins my dress on the floor.

His hands cover my breasts, cupping them, covering them. Giving them a hard squeeze. I’m even more aware now at how rough and calloused his hands are. His skin scratches against my nipples. I moan, arching into his hands while my nipples tighten into hard little points.

“I’ve been dying all day to get my hands on these.”

By the breasts Chase pushes me back until I’m bending over the bed. Then he comes down with me, hovering over my body. He buries his face in my neck. I shiver as his hot breath pants against me.

His hands knead my breasts until my breasts feel impossibly heavy. Small, needy little sounds escape my lips. I’m squirm against the bed. Chase’s head dips lower.

“I have to taste you,” he groans.

My arms wrap around his neck and my hands cup the back of his head. I hold on to him as his mouth covers my breast, pulling him closer. He pulls back a hard suckle while breaking the tight grasp of my hands. I nearly come off the bed with a scream.

His mouth is so wet, so warm. Inside I’m melting.

He makes hungry sounds as he sucks on me. His tongue flicks back and forth.

“Oh my god,” I start to cry out.

Chase groans a needy groan and his tongue swirls.

Intense pressure fills my belly. I can’t stop squirming, moving. My nails dig into his scalp and he sucks harder. I feel a sharp pinch then realize he just nipped me.

His hands never leave my body, he never stops touching me.

Roaming, his fingers travel lower, dragging and exploring each quivering inch of me. He grabs my panties then he rips them down. I hear the fabric tearing and feel it being peeled away.

The air itself is like a cold bite as it hits my drenched pussy.

Chase wastes no time. His fingers slide through my slick folds. So thick, all I can think of is how good it would feel to have them thrusting inside me, curling inside me. Stroking against the insanely sensitive spot that is guaranteed to bring me to a mind-blowing release. I can only imagine what it would feel like to have him touching me there right now.

The pressure continues to build and build. My breasts heave as the air seems to be thickening, it’s becoming increasing difficult to breathe.

He releases my nipple with a wet smacking sound and rises up. “Fuck, you’re soaking wet.”

I writhe against the bed. My clit throbs painfully. He’s killing me. I’m literally going to die if I don’t get him inside my body. My nerves are frayed. Every cell of my body is crying with need.

“Chase, I need you inside me. Please fuck me,” I groan out and thrust my hips upwards. “Please.”

His fingers pause. I hear him suck in a harsh breath. Then he’s moving, his body sliding back up my body. He settles himself between knees.

“Fuck baby, you don’t have to beg.”

One of his hands cups my cheek, cradling me tenderly while his other reaches above me. At some point he must have thrown a condom on the bed. I see the flash of foil then see him tearing it open with his teeth.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt this horny in my entire life. Something has to happen, something now. The throbbing is spreading, coursing down my thighs. If we don’t do something soon, the aching pulse of it is going to drive me completely out of my mind.

I reach out, plucking the condom from his grasp while saying, “Let me.”

Our eyes meet and I think for a moment he might try to stop me. But then Chase gives a nod of his head and I watch the muscles in his neck tense as I reach out and wrap my fingers around the base of his hard cock.

I take immense pleasure in watching his eyes close, squeezing together as if he’s in pain. He groans, his head falling forward as my fingers deftly unroll the condom down his hard length. Just as I reach the base, I start to stroke my hand back up to the tip.

His head snaps back up. His one hand grabs up both my hands to stop me. He lifts my arms, pinning them above my head.

“Last chance to back out, Avery,” he warns me.

I can’t back out. I’d do anything he’d ask me to do right now, I’m so crazy with need.

I jerk my hips up, my eyes meeting his eyes. I’m becoming bolder now, more desperate. “Do it,” I tell him. “You said I don’t have to beg.”

I feel a nudge, the head of his cock sliding through my lips. Something feral passes over his face.

He looks at me as if he wants to wreck me.

My breath catches. My lungs no longer work. The anticipation alone will be the death of me.

His fingers tighten against my wrists. His head drops as if he means to charge at me.

Then with one thrusting movement he’s filling me up, impaling me on his incredibly thick shaft.

I’m pretty sure my eyes just rolled into the back of my head. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so full, so complete. He’s touching every single deep inch of me. It feels in order to accommodate all of him my body is threatening to burst at the seams.

But just having him inside me isn’t enough. Even though he’s stretching me, pushing my body to the limits of what it’s able to accommodate, my body wants more. He needs to move.

My walls clench around his cock.

He snarls out, “Fuck you’re tight,” through his teeth.

Fuck, I want to tell him, you’re so big.

He pulls back, his cock almost slipping from me.

“No,” I whine, finding my voice. “Don’t leave me.”

He drives suddenly forward, filling me with intense pleasure.

“Never,” he growls.

It’s the end of reality as I know it. Chase fucks me so hard, at some point I’m quite convinced he’s going to pound me through the mattress. The pressure grows until it feels as if every part of me is swelling.

My body rocks. The bed creaks. He never stops, never loses his rhythm.

I’m the one who falters. I’m the one who is out of her mind with need and gasping for breath. “Chase,” I say needily, over and over.

It only seems to spur him on, somehow he penetrates me deeper and deeper.

My head tosses back and forth. Our hips crash. Our bones spark as they grind together. He’s so deep inside me, I feel his balls slapping against my ass while his pelvis smashes my clit.

That’s it. I can’t take anymore. The last strings of my control snap and I unravel. I let out a breathy scream and my hips buck wildly as I explode with my orgasm.

Wet waves of release roll through me. So much, so intense, I feel like I’m gushing.

“Fuck, Avery,” Chase chokes out.

His hips roll, keeping himself buried deep. I’m vaguely aware of him swelling and pulsing. Vaguely aware of myself as I clench and spasm around him.

My release seems to go on forever, it feels like a never ending orgasm.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Chase continues to groan as he pumps his warm seed inside me until he’s completely spent.

His fingers relax around my wrists as his body slumps. I immediately reach up and wrap my arms around him.

I groan one last groan and his weight comes down fully on me, sinking me into the mattress.

Chase buries his face into my hair and we just lay there, catching our breath. Catching ourselves.

Eventually, I drift off to sleep feeling him nuzzling against my neck.





Chapter Eight





Chase




Okay, I’m not sure what happened first. Was it her orgasm causing mine or did mine cause hers?

I try to keep my weight from crushing her into the mattress as I feel myself going semisoft. Wanting to be inside her for as long as possible, I hold myself up until her pussy slowly squeezes me out.

Once I’m out, I roll away and stretch out on my back. Reaching down, I yank the condom off. Shit, even after jerking off today, it’s so full it almost burst. After tying the condom into a knot, I toss it into the wastebasket next to her nightstand.

I pull her sheet up and over us as she wraps herself around my side. Her hand comes to rest on my chest. I look down and god I want to start all over again with those kisses.

Her kiss is almost like pure sex. I can't describe how hard it can make my cock just feeling her lips against mine. I’m tempted to wake her and see if she is ready for round two.

My stomach, however, grumbles loudly. I should probably take care of feeding both of us first.

She makes a quiet whimper as I pull away from her and stand up from the bed. Good lord, just looking down at her sexy body as she lays partially beneath the white linen sheet stirs something inside me.

I admire her smooth skin and her black hair as she gets comfortable on her side. She looks so achingly beautiful and so completely different from what I’m usually attracted to. I smile down at her and then turn away after making sure that the image of her splayed out like that is forever burned into my mind.