Page 79 of The Meeting
Erect. Fuck.
He was erect all right.
She dropped his pants and slipped his boxers over his hips before she sank to her knees. She wrapped her delicate fingers around his cock and gave it a stroke before she sank her mouth onto it.
He groaned and threaded his fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp. This was the first time she had ever given him oral, and fuck. It was worth the wait.
Her tongue rolled over the ridges of his cock, flicking his tip before stroking him with it while she sucked.
She bobbed her head on him in fast succession as his dick slammed the back of her throat. He kept his eyes on her and she momentarily looked up at him when her fingers tugged at his balls. He wanted to hold out, to keep feeling this amazing pleasure, but that was his undoing. His hot semen spewed into her mouth before he could warn her, his hips moving to their own accord as his body released.
She continued to stroke him until he relaxed, then she pulled back and swallowed. He stared back at her and watched as she flicked her tongue out to lick the last of the semen off his cock before standing up.
What the fuck just happened?
“Holy shit, baby,” he whispered. He didn’t even attempt to pull his pants and underwear back on. He only stared at the goddess before him.
She smirked and bent down to grab her toiletry kit. “I’m going to go shower now.”
When she turned to walk away, he snatched her wrist and pulled her back to him. “Not so fast, sexy.”
He turned her in his arms and wrapped them around her waist, his still throbbing dick pressing against her.
“Do you realize what you do to me?” he asked. Before she could respond, he continued, “What am I asking? Of course you do. You know every bit of what you do to me, and you love it.”
He shifted his hips so his hard cock pressed against the outside of her pants between her legs.
She moaned.
“You’re going to undo the work I just did,” she said softly, referring to the fact that she had tried to help him with his erection so he could get outside.
“This won’t take long,” he said into her ear before pulling her earlobe between his teeth and shoving his hand down her pants. His finger easily found her throbbing clit, and he applied pressure to it as he stroked her. Her arousal provided the perfect amount of lube to slide his hand along her, building her orgasm.
She moaned against his neck, encouraging him to continue. Moving his hand further into her pants, he pressed his palm against her as he found her center, sinking a long digit deep into her sex.
Her body clenched his, and he wished he had shoved his dick into her to satisfy both of their needs, but this was too good to waste. He loved letting his hands work her over. He loved that she was still dressed and that he could make her fall apart with just his hand.
He aligned a second finger with the first and curled them into her, and her knees buckled. His arm wrapped around her waist to hold her up as he used his palm to rub at her clit.
“Chase,” she whispered.
“Come apart for me, baby.”
Her hips moved in unison with his hand until she came in waves, her body clenching his fingers and her moan quiet and low in his ear. Her hands clenched his shoulders to hold herself to him while she rode out her orgasm.
When her body came to rest, he pulled his hand out of her pants. Her face pressed into his shoulder as she took a deep breath.
“Touché,” she said.
“Touché?”
She pulled back and looked up at him. “I was supposed to walk away after I got you. But you pulled out all the stops. Touché.”
He laughed, loudly. “I wanted to return the favor.”
“I’m glad you did.”
When Chasefinally made it outside, he no longer sported wood. He felt a little bad he left his brother to put up some of the tents without him, but he didn’t regret what just happened in the bedroom.
