Sweet Torment(25)

"Yes. I want you more than …  I want to breathe but … "

I put my finger over his lips. "Shh. No more buts."

"There is a but. A huge one and he's on my couch right now."

"That but is passed out cold, so he'll never know. I'll leave afterward and he'll be none the wiser."

For once, he doesn't argue, so I press further. I substitute the head of his dick for my fingers and use it to rub my clit the way he showed me. It feels huge in my hand. "Can you feel how much I want you? How slick I am for you?" 

He still isn't stopping me, so I sink down, pushing the crown of his cock just inside my entrance. And he's letting me.

I'm suddenly flipped onto my back, being topped by Bram. "It's not happening like that, Claud. I will be the one to fuck you. I will be the one to take your virginity. I will be the one in control. Not the other way around."

I lock my legs around his waist and hold him prisoner. "My virginity belongs to you. Take it."

"I will, but not before I eat your virgin pussy." His words almost sound like a growl.

I can't believe it. He's not telling me no. We're actually going to do it.

This. Is. Happening.

There isn't a word for the excessive excitement I'm feeling right now. It's ridiculous how happy I am.

I release him from my leg lock, and he crawls down my body. He kneels between my legs and yanks me lower in the bed, so my ass is pretty much sitting on his chest. I'm upside down, and everything between my legs is right there in his face.

He traces his nose over my vaginal lips and inhales deeply. "You don't know how many times I've jerked off while thinking about this and what it must smell like. How sweet it tastes."

I gasp when he drags his warm, wet tongue up my slit. "Oh, shit, Duke."

"Don't even think about coming anytime soon. We're just getting started."

Bram buries his head between my legs and rubs his face against me. Oh God. His scratchy stubble feels so good that I seriously think I could orgasm just from his bristles rubbing me like that. "I want your juices all over me so every time I breathe in, I think about this all day."

He stills and places a kiss on top of my mound, running his finger over the tuft of hair. "I love that you're smooth except for this little strip. It looked so fucking hot when you pulled those damn pink lace panties to the side and showed it to me."

I'm glad he likes it. I did it just for him. His tongue sneaks out from between his lips to glide over the skin above the top of my slit. It moves side to side, so close to where I want it yet so far away. I lift my hips so he'll lick my clit, but his mouth moves with me.

Sweet. Torment.

I'm new to this, but I recognize when I'm being teased. He wants me to beg. And I will. "Pleeease …  Duke."

"Please what?" He knows what I want from him.

I lift my hips again. "Move your mouth down."

He pushes my legs farther apart and flutters of kisses line my lower lips. Every nerve ending in my pelvis is firing orgasmic pulsations. "Prefer that?" His tongue flattens against my center and swipes upward, the tip grazing my clit. "Or this?"

"Oh this! Definitely this." I wish the light were on so I could see him and watch his mouth feast between my legs.

"You taste so good. I knew you would."

My hips rock against the motion of his tongue, so each swipe is longer and harder. "That's it, baby. Fuck my face."

I lace my fingers through the top of his hair and grind against his mouth, up and down, over and over. "Oh mercy."

"You'll get no mercy from me." He grabs my hips, pins me so I can't move, and sucks my clit.

One finger and then two plunge deep inside me. He moves them in and out, slowly at first and then faster. It stings a little, but I understand what he's doing: stretching me so I can take his cock.

His mouth's suction on the top of my slit becomes harder, harder, harder and this time I'm no stranger to the fuzzy, warm tingles in my pussy. My clit tenses and relaxes as the thrill of waves and sensation start deep within my pelvis. A part of me wants to suppress them so that I can make this last longer, but the other part wants to come so badly.



       
         
       
        

I lose the battle to prolong the pleasure when warm, rhythmic pulsations fire in my pelvis. "Oh, Duke. I'm coming. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm coming so hard."

His fingers curl upward and rapidly jerk inside me, almost like they're drumming against something-something that enjoys a good tapping. "That's it, baby. Come hard for me."