Page 84 of Forever Fighting
“They won’t. It’s off-limits for the night.” I bend over her and kiss her lips. “It’s just us, baby. I swear it. But if you’re uncomfortable with this, I’ll untie you now.”
I can practically feel her battle. Then she shocks me with, “No. I trust you. I’m just insanely nervous.”
“I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.” I kiss her, thrusting my tongue in her mouth as my fingers find her pussy and I ring her clit. Her cunt is hot and aching, and she rocks up, seeking more of my hand. “I’m going to make this feel good. So good.”
“Yes.” She sighs, her head dropping back as I increase the pressure on her clit. “Like that?”
“Better,” I mumble against her neck as I trail down her while I drag my finger lower and join it with another to slip inside her. “So fucking good. So fucking tight.”
“Oh god,” she moans as I pump in and out of her, hitting her front wall and getting her clit with my palm.
“Can you take more?” I ask without really asking becauseI’m not giving her the choice but to do so. I pull away from her skin as I slip my fingers out of her so I can shift her knees up to my shoulders. Then I stand to my full height, lifting her ass and back off the table and forcing her arms to extend and her hands to clutch the pillar tighter.
With her ass and pussy open to me like this, I hold her body up to my face and I lick from her tight ring of muscles in the back straight up to her clit. She cries out, fighting and squirming against me, unsure how to handle what I’m doing to her. Using one hand to hold her to me, I slap her ass with my other hand. Hard. A warning, but one that has her moaning and grinding into my mouth.
And I devour her. I eat her cunt like I’ve been waiting forever to. It feels like that. The notion of having Braelyn this way was always a dream and just out of reach. But not anymore. There will be hell to pay for this. A reckoning. I’m sure of it. But my blood thrums and my body breathes fire for her. That’s the simple and not-so-simple truth of it.
I will lose Adam over this.
And he will make me pay. He’s that kind of guy.
I don’t care. I’ll face anything to keep her.
My tongue plunges inside her as my lips rub against her clit. I groan, unable to handle how much I love the smell and taste of her. I set her back down on the table because I know she doesn’t like being fully suspended in the air, especially blindfolded as she is, but I keep her ass and legs elevated, crouching so I can eat her better. I hold her against me, my grip on her ass and upper thighs secure. But I don’t give her room to move. She still has to hold on and take what I’m offering.
It needs to be more.
And more.
And more…
More of my mouth on her cunt. More of my hands on her skin. More of my cock hungry, ready to be inside her. I’mdesperate. And I hate this feeling because it’s never brought me anywhere good. It always leads me back to the water. Back to that day. But Braelyn is my lighthouse. She’s the beacon that guides me home.
My fingers dive inside of her and rub against her front wall while my tongue and lips work her clit. And because I’m feeling like being a bit of a cagey asshole, I spell outI love youon her cunt with my tongue the same way I did with my finger on her belly.
Her thighs clamp against my head, stuck on my shoulders, and her hands twist and fight, gripping the post but also needing to move. “Ah. Roman. This is so much.”
“I know, baby. I’ve been waiting for you for so long. You are too fucking beautiful like this.” Another swirl of my tongue. Another hard suck on her clit. Another hard thrust inside of her. “You’re amazing. Look at you.”
She’s gripping the pole like it’s her lifeline, her eyes closed and her chest expanding while I hold her tight. Yet she’s starting to fuck my face the way my face is fucking her. She’s making noises that are no longer fear but desire.Desperation. They’re screams mixed with thrashes. Insanity mixed with depravity. Magic mixed with forever.
I’m doing this because I want my girl to fall. Not just for me, but into another realm. A realm I think her body will grow and thrive in. Where ultimately, she’ll be found.
It’s with this notion that I eat her cunt until she comes. Until I can barely hold her up with how her body moves. I play with her pussy through it, licking her cum and tasting her as deeply as I can. I don’t want to stop, but her noises, harsh protests, and wiggles tell me I need to or she’ll kill me when I untie her. I lower her back to the table and swirl my tongue around from her opening to her clit once more before I trail up her body until I reach her mouth where I hover. I can’t see hereyes, but her limbs are heavy. Even her grip on the pole is challenged.
Because it’s her birthday, I ask, “Do you want me to untie you or fuck you like this?”
“Untie me.”
That’s all it takes. Carefully, I use a pair of kitchen shears and free her, drawing her body up into mine and holding her close. I remove her blindfold and massage her wrists, while I check her for marks. There are a few red indentations, but nothing that will bruise.
“You okay? Did you hate that?”
“No. It was intense and very different and pushed me hard, but I definitely didn’t hate it.”
I kiss her hairline. “I’m so proud of you. You did such a good job.”
She emits a sigh and sags into me, her head heavy against my chest, especially as I continue to massage the marks until they’re gone. Only then do I adjust her hips, shifting us until I’m on top of her, and slide straight in.
