The Sex Surrogate(35)
Fuck.
His head tilted and his lips found mine, soft, but deep, full of the passion I knew we were going to pull into the bedroom. So I sank into it. My arms wrapped around the back of his neck, my hips pressed into his, and I let him kiss me like it was the last time.
It very well might be.
“Okay,” he said, pulling away, “Bed. Now.”
We made out way through his office, his hand holding mine like a vice. He pulled me past the sidebar, leaving our usual ritual behind as he pulled me to the bed. He turned, sitting down at the edge of the bed, opening his legs and pulling me in between them. His hands went to my hips as he looked up at me, his eyes soft.
“Do you want to know about this session?”
Unable to stop it, my hand moved to his hair, brushing a strand that had fallen forward, back. “Sure,” I said, running my hands down the side of his head until it landed on his shoulder.
“This all depends on your limits, okay? Just because this is the way it is planned out, doesn't mean it is the way it has to be. If you're not into it, we move on to something else. Okay?”
My brows furrowed slightly. “Okay.”
“How do you feel about anal sex?”
Oh.
Well then.
Okay.
Somehow my overactive mind had never even thought to consider that as a possibility. And I hadn't really ever considered it outside of therapy either. I could barely tolerate normal sex. There had been no reason to think about it.
Did I have some kind of mental block about it? I knew a lot of women who did. Women who swore they never had and never would try it. I also knew some women who swore by it. And I knew Jake raved about it.
“Ava?”
“I'm thinking,” I said, rolling my eyes.
“Alright,” he said, his hands moving down to slide my skirt up slightly. “Then why don't you come here and think about it?” he suggested.
I climbed up on the bed, straddling his waist, resting my head on his shoulder.
“It's okay if you're not into it.”
“I don't know if I am into it or not.”
“That's alright,” he said, his hands sliding up my back and through the thin material of the mesh, I could feel his body heat. “Do you think you want to try it?”
Did I?
Honestly, I wanted to try anything and everything with him.
I wanted all that I could get before it was over.
“Yes,” I found myself saying, kissing his neck.
“Good girl,” he murmured, kissing the side of my head. “We'll start with regular sex first though, okay? Get you all warmed up.”
“Okay.”
“Okay. Now get a condom,” he said, slapping my ass playfully.
I laughed, jumping off of him and going to the nightstand. I came back to him with one, which he took and laid on the bed next to him.
“Arms up,” he instructed and my arms went up above my head. He inched the material off of me, making a game of it, enjoying each inch of flesh revealed. Finally free, I went to step out of my shoes. “No,” Chase said, stopping me. “The shoes stay on.”
Ten points to Shay's 'fuck me' heels.
He stared.
For a really long time.
Making me feel squirmy.
Finally, nerves starting to surface, I lowered myself down to my knees in front of him. He watched, apt, as I reached to remove his belt and pulled his zipper down. Watched as I reached into his pants, dipped my hand under the waistband of his boxer briefs, and grabbed his cock, bringing it out. Then watched as I lowered my face down toward it, as it disappeared into my mouth, and his hand slammed down on the crown of my head.
“Fuck, baby. So sweet,” he murmured, sounding out of breath and I had barely tasted him. I sucked him slowly, taking him deep, then working my tongue over his head, for a long time. “Okay. Fuck. Okay, baby. Stop.”
I sat back on my heels, my hands on his thighs, smirking up at him. Because I knew I was the one in power. However briefly. I had him eating out of the palm of my hand.
“On the bed,” he said, shaking his head at me.
Yes, sir.
I got to my feet, moving next to him, and crawling in, laying on my back. He stood, watching me, as he removed his clothes. “Legs straight up,” he said, and up they went. “Cross your ankles.” Absolutely. “Fuck fuck me,” he said, dropping his shirt. “This view, baby... fucking perfect.”
His hand reached out beside me, grabbing the condom. Then I felt his finger slip between my thighs, moving slowly up my cleft until he was circling my clit. I felt my legs start to shake, moving them down. “I said legs up, ankles crossed,” he instructed. Then up my legs went again. His finger moved away and he stepped closer, grabbing my legs and resting them against one of his shoulders.
Then, in one thrust, he was buried inside me.
“Oh, my god,” I cried out, my thighs clenching.
“You can hold me as tight as you want like this, can't you, baby?” he asked, turning his head to kiss the inside of one of my ankles.
He was right. I pulled my thighs even tighter together, feeling each thick inch like never before.
Then he was fucking me. Not hard. Just fast. BangBangBangBangBang. His arms wrapped around my knees, holding me still as my body started bouncing with each thrust.
I felt my muscles grab at him, greedy, needy. Feeling closer faster than ever before. I was going to...
“No!” I cried out as he pulled out of me.
“Up on the bed, baby. All fours,” he said, softly, letting my legs fall.
Oh.
Right.
I almost forgot.
I moved slowly, nerves rolling around in my belly as I got into position for him. He moved in behind me immediately, his knees pushing my legs wider. I felt something roll against my leg and looked down to see the lilac vibrator next to me.
Well, there was that to look forward to.
“It doesn't always feel good right away,” he told me, his hands stroking across my ass. “If it hurts, tell me. I don't want to hurt you,” he said, leaning down and kissing my ass cheek. “I'll be gentle until you tell me otherwise.”
Yeah, I was pretty sure I was good with gentle.
“Okay,” he said, and I felt his cock press against me. His other hand grabbed the vibrator and flicked it on, but didn't bring it to my clit. “Just breathe, babe,” he said, and started pressing forward.
There was pain. Enough for my body to jerk, tense. But there was something else too. Something just beyond the pain, teasing me. “Ava, breathe,” he said, his voice husky. I sucked in a breath and felt the vibrator touch me, my thighs shaking at the feeling. “Is it too much?” he asked, stilling. “I just have the head in, if it hurts too much...”
“It's okay,” I said, focusing on breathing.
His cock pressed forward, a sharp twinge with each inch that quickly subsided. I arched my ass up slightly, adjusting away from the pinch. Then I felt his balls press up against my heat, knowing he was all the way in. I reached for the vibrator, taking it out of his hands, and turning it off.
“You okay?”
“Yeah?”
“Does it hurt?”
“No.”
“Does it feel good?” I felt my face blush slightly. Because it did. And I felt like that made me some kind of freak. “Baby?”
“Yes.”
There was a rumbling sound in his chest. “I want it to feel good,” he said, rocking his hips into me, just the barest of movements, but... I felt it. His hands slid around me, stroking up my belly, grabbing my breasts. Then he was pulling me backward, until my back was against his chest. His arms went around me, one low on my hips, one just above my breasts. Tight.
His hips dropped downward, sliding out, then moved up, sliding all the way in. I could feel his chest moving up and down my back with each thrust and my hips started to move to meet him.
“Tell me it feels good,” he said in my ear.
Oh, my god... it felt good.
“It feels good.”
“No one has ever been in here before, have they?”
“No.”
“It's all mine,” he growled.
God, yes.
It was all his.
Everything was all his.
“It's all yours,” I whispered back.
“Fuck,” he hissed, kissing my neck. “Fuck, I like that.”
It was too much.
It was too slow.
And sweet.
And intoxicating.
It felt like we were making love.
But it wasn't love. Not for him.
Not really for me either.
And it was just... too much.
“Chase?”
“Yeah, baby?” he asked, his hips still rocking gently into me.
“Harder,” I said, my hands digging into his arms. I wasn't sure I actually wanted it harder. All I knew was it couldn't keep being so gentle.
And then his hips started jerking upward, hard, his cock burying deep and fast. Driving me unexpectedly upward. “Chase?” I heard my voice ask, unsure.
“You're gonna come for me, baby, and I don't even need to touch your pussy. You can come for me just like this and I will feel it.”
That was all I needed to hear as his thrusts got faster, wilder.
And I let go.
And... fireworks.
My body felt like it had sparked. Like there was fizzling on all my nerve endings as my body pulsated hard.
“Fuck, baby yeah, just like that,” he said in my ear, his own voice losing it's cool. “I can feel you coming. Fuck... Ava...”
Then we sparked together.
And it was magnificent.
It lit up the whole fucking world.
Chase's hands stayed around me for a long time, holding me painfully tight, and I wouldn't have had it any other way. His mouth kissed a trail up the side of my face, resting at my temple and staying there. I brought my arms up and wrapped them around the back of his neck, trying to hold onto him the only way I could.