Page 26 of Frost Bitten
“Sunshine, I’m honored to be able to be here to help walk you through this,” he begins slowly. “I don’t want you worrying about me. I’m not the one working through something traumatic.”
“I mean, you are, Corey. I know you feel guilty for abandoning me in the haunted house. But you can’t take the blame, none of you can. You didn’t know he was after me. So I want you to admit to me that you forgive yourself, and I’ll promise to keep trying tonight, to work through my own issues. I want us to be close again; I want to have new memories when hands are on me.”
As he stares deeply into my eyes, he nods his head slightly, and I immediately lean over and take his lips with mine. I grasp a hold of his shirt and roll, pulling Corey over the top of me, and he immediately braces himself. I gasp, breaking our kiss, but I don’t let go of him.
“Touch me, Corey,” I plead. “Make me feel good; erase the touches from before.” I gaze up into his eyes, locking in my stare as his hands roam over my clothes. I tremble from the memories of that night, but Corey’s kind, warm eyes remind me how much I want him, how much I’m beginning to fall for him. Fuck, we’ve only known each other for a few months, max. He makes me feel treasured, and this connection we have is just short of miraculous.
“I want to, Sunshine. Tell me what you want,” he speaks softly into my ear. “I want you to whisper it, to focus on what you want me to do, so I don’t do something you don’t expect.”
“I need your hands on my body, just like we are, for now,” I breathe. Peering up at him, I focus on his eyes. He scans my face as he moves his hands over my chest, down my stomach, and moving across my thighs before slipping in between and spreading them wide. I tilt my head back, relishing the wonderful feeling of Corey settling his strong hips in between mine. I’m actually enjoying this, and my body is responding. I groan as his warm hand swipes over the apex of my thighs on his way back up my torso. “Corey,” I moan quietly in protest.
“Shhh, I’ve got you, Sunshine. I’ll take care of you, and listen to your needs. You can trust me,” he whispers before leaning down and gently kissing me. As he distracts me with his tongue in my mouth, his hand roams back up, gently covering and squeezing a breast. I gasp, panting, and Corey grazes his lips down my jaw. His scent covers me, reminding me once again that I’m safe. I reach my hands up and over his shoulders, feeling for myself that this is the man I care for.
He moves his lips down my neck, nibbling on the sensitive skin as his fingers gently work to lift my sweater. We both sit up to allow his large hands to move the bulky cover up and over my head. I lie back, pulling him back down over me, reveling in the touch of his warm skin against my belly.
“Cait, you’re unbelievable. You inspire me, and you are so fucking gorgeous. Please, tell me what I can do to make you feel good.”
“I need your lips. I need them on my chest, lightly on my nipples. He was so rough; take away the painful memories. Please,” I beg.
He wastes no time, lavishing my breasts with affection. He takes a sensitive bud into his mouth, laving it with a tenderness that is unexpected yet welcome. Tonight is different; and not just because we are working through my damage. This is something more for us, too.
The sensations from his warm tongue fuel the flames of arousal in my body. All of a sudden, I’m overheating, regardless of the fact, my torso is completely uncovered. I begin to pant, as he switches to the other side, massaging and licking the responsive flesh. The tickle from his thumb grazing the underside of my breast as he wraps his large palm around my rib cage sends electricity shooting throughout my body. My back arches and a not-so-quiet groan spills from my lips, but Corey quickly silences me by moving his lips up to cover mine.
When he pulls back, I crack open my eyes and gaze up into his. “I need to taste you. I’ve been craving your sweetness, Sunshine. Please,” he begs. “Even if you want to sit on my face, please.” I contemplate this for a moment and realize if I ride his tongue, I’m controlling it, not him. I slowly nod and push him to roll over. The spectacular grin he wears is contagious as he reaches for the back of his collar with one hand and easily pulls his shirt over his head before lying back. I stand and walk around to the end of the bed before I turn my back and slowly lower my leggings over my ass. “Hurry up… please,” he growls, and I can hear the possession lacing his tone.
Once I’ve fully removed the leggings, I drop the silk panties I had on underneath and climb up onto the bed, running my hands up his legs. I can see he’s struggling with his patience by the way his fists are clenched, but I know he wants me to take my time, too. His determination to lie there and let me be in control is exhilarating, and I can sense the power rising within me. I’m driving the pace tonight; I’m in charge.
As I crawl up his body, I lower my face toward his abdomen, dragging my tongue from the waistband of his sweats up his stomach, and as I reach his chest, I swing my legs around his hips to straddle him. I lower myself to sit, and immediately I can feel his hardness straining toward my bare pussy. I’ve never considered myself a Domme, but the power is just what I need. Corey knows this and continues to lie still, waiting for me to make the next move.
“Thank you, Corey. I think I’m ready,” I say, lifting my hips and walking my knees forward. I pause, considering my next move.
“May I help?” he asks with his brow furrowed, concerned only about me.
“Yeah,” I chuckle.I can’t believe I forgot how to actually climb up on top of a man.
He doesn’t waste any time, slipping his hands underneath my thighs, lifting and sliding down the bed as he pulls me up. I reach up to the headboard to steady myself, and my heart flutters when he waits for me to make eye contact before he reaches up with his tongue.
The tentative lick, while his eyes bore into mine and send pure love into my heart, begins to break the walls around my body that built up from my damage. Brick by brick, and lick after lick, the pain slowly flows away, and I relish in the worship of his tongue. Swirls of pleasure flood my body, and after what seems like a lifetime of unending bliss elevating my consciousness, I fall over the edge. Silent screams join the tears pouring from my eyes, and as I pant on my way down from rapture, Corey pats my thigh gently. I blink the tears away and rise up to allow him to speak.
“Are you ok, Sunshine?” Concern laces the soft wrinkle on his forehead, and I swing a leg over to kneel beside him. I use a thumb to massage away the wrinkle of worry, and I lean over to kiss this man. He cares for me so much, not wanting to push me, even if I want to push myself.
“Yes, I’m feeling fine. In fact, I was thinking… Can I reward you for your patience?” I smirk up at him, running my hand down his stomach to trace the edge of his sweatpants. When he groans and nods vigorously, I turn and lift up on my knees. Reaching inside his pants, I grasp his hard cock and pump gently. Corey shudders beneath me, and I stretch the elastic to pull him out. As soon as I can see the head of his dick, I lean down and trace the slit with my tongue. The guttural sound from deep in his belly triggers a switch inside me, and I feel a need to fill the void that has been haunting me for weeks. I take him into my mouth, and I shiver with lust as I taste the flavor of his silky, smooth skin. As I begin to swallow around him, I can feel the strong muscles of his thighs clench underneath me, and I smirk to myself that I have him on the edge, too.
I don’t waste much time, though. I want to press further. I want to keep going; I’ve made it this far, why stop? This feels amazing, and Corey is the one here, no one else. I take solace in my awareness and decide to swing my leg back over his hips. I settle myself down, and the groan that pours from Corey’s throat as his shaft nestles into my slick folds has me on the edge already.
“Babe,” I gasp, “I need you. But I don’t know how long I can go for, with all these sensations.”
“Sunshine, don’t you worry. Take care of yourself, I’m here for you. Let me just grab a condom…”
“No. I need you. I need to feel you, not rubber. I have plenty of rubber dicks in my toys. I’ve been on birth control for years, and you’re the only guy I’ve been with since January, and I got checked right after…”
“Cait, I haven’t been with anyone in months, either. And we get tested regularly as part of our checkups we have to do for competitions. But are you sure?”
Instead of answering him with words, I raise up, straddling him, line him up with my opening, and slowly begin to impale myself on his length. Corey isn’t the longest that I’ve been with, but his girth has me easing into sinking my hips fully to meet his.Fuck,my emotions roll like a storm through my body, and I pause for a second to reflect on the whole scene. The sensation of being filled is unnerving, but knowing it’s Corey, I can’t help but feel a surge of desire.Yes, I need him.
I place my hands on his chest and slowly begin to move my hips. I lift up, till he almost pulls out of me, and then I lean forward and sink back down. My eyes close, despite my best intentions, because he feels just that good. With this new angle, he’s hitting that one spot, and I pant as I can feel an orgasm building.
“Cait,” Corey whispers, “can I touch you? I don’t want to startle you, or trigger something, but I need to feel you. You feel so good, riding my cock, and I need to touch your body if you’re ok with that. I want to make you feel good, you deserve everything, and I want to be able to make you cry out in pleasure.”
