Page 127 of Icebound Hearts
“Oh my god,” I whisper, more out of surprise than anything else.
“Am I hurting you?”
“No. It’s just… holy fuck… please keep going,” I gasp out. I’m not really sure my words make sense, but he flashes me a satisfied smile.
His cock felt almost overwhelmingly big the first time he fucked my pussy, and in my ass, it feels even more massive. But every time one of his piercings slips in, it’s like its own little reward, giving me all the encouragement and pleasure I need to take it all.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” Sawyer asks, staring at me in awe.
My head lifts off the bed on its own, and I’m stunned to see that he’s almost all the way inside me already. Maybe it’s actually seeing his cock buried inside me in such an intimate place, but I suddenly feel so full of him. So connected to him.
As if he’s reading my mind, his eyes drift to mine and he gives me a look that’s full of so many things as he keeps pushing the rest of the way into me. When the last inch of his cock finally disappears inside me, we both let out the breath we’ve been holding at the same time.
I didn’t really know what to expect, doing this for the first time, but it wasn’t this level of intimacy. Maybe it shouldn’t be a surprise, but I feel closer to him now than I think I ever have before.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he murmurs, holding still and watching me as he gives me time to adjust to his thickness.
While he’s waiting, he reaches between us with one hand, finding my clit with his fingertips and brushing light circles over it. I instantly clamp down around him, which feels shocking and amazing at the same time, but Sawyer doesn’t take his fingers away.
“How does that feel?”
“Incredible,” I gasp, my spine arching as my head falls back onto the bed.
“Good. That’s what you deserve.”
He pulls back slowly, still working my clit with the pads of his fingers, and I have to bite my lip to keep from letting out the moan that’s burning at the back of my throat. But it’s nothing compared to the way it feels when he slides back in. I suck in a sharp breath, and the sounds I’ve been trying so hard to hold back spill out of me in bursts until he’s up to the hilt again.
“Keep going,” I beg.
It’s such an intense feeling but I can’t get enough. I don’t want it to end, don’t want him to stop. He starts to work faster circles around my clit as he picks up the pace of his thrusting, pulling almost all the way out just to plunge right back in. It’s so intense and unfamiliar that I can’t focus on any one feeling. They all blend together in my brain.
But then he pushes his fingers into my pussy, and my mouth drops open as a low, needy sound pours out of me. I’ve never felt so full, so complete. It’s almost like I could float away, but Sawyer’s touch and the look on his face grounds me, keeping me here in the moment with him.
He eventually matches the rhythm of the fingers sliding in and out of my pussy with the thrusting of his cock, unlocking a level of pleasure I’ve never experienced. It steals the breath from my lungs and leaves me clenching him with both holes. I squirma little beneath him, feeling like my body can barely contain all the sensations crashing around inside it.
“It’s okay, heartbreaker,” Sawyer rasps. “I’ve got you. Let yourself go for me. I want to see you fall apart on my cock and my fingers. Show me how good you can be for me.”
He pinches my clit as he finishes speaking, and I fall to pieces, my body seizing and arching off the mattress. But Sawyer never lets up. He fucks me through it, dropping his head to claim my mouth with his.
“Keep going,” I whimper against his lips as the last few shudders pass through me—because I already feel another orgasm swelling.
He pushes his fingers as deep as they’ll go, twisting and curling them against my g-spot while his cock glides against them through the thin wall separating them.
“Oh my god, yes, Sawyer!” I whisper-shout as my body tenses again and my eyes squeeze shut. “I’m… oh fuck! Come with me. Please…”
I don’t know if it’s my breathless plea that does it, or if he just can’t hold off anymore, but he grunts as he hits his peak at the same time I do, his body clapping against mine rapidly as he fills my ass. My first orgasm was explosive, but this one is borderline overwhelming, to the point that it feels like I’ve left my body. For what feels like several long heartbeats, everything goes fuzzy and white as pleasure steals all of my senses.
Then everything comes rushing back like I’ve stepped out of a vacuum. Sawyer is still slowly thrusting into me, emptying the last of his release as my ass clenches around him. He presses in one last time and then melts against me, our bodies locked together and my knees pressed up against my chest. We lie tangled up in each other, both of us trying to catch our breath and come down from the high, for what feels like forever.
Finally, Sawyer slips out of me as his cock softens and places a kiss at the base of my neck.
“Stay right there. I’ll be back in a second,” he says and carefully climbs off the bed to pad into his bathroom.
I hear the water running in the sink for a few seconds, then Sawyer comes back with a warm, wet cloth that he dabs gently around and between my legs, tenderly cleaning me up.
He gets rid of the cloth and joins me on the bed, pulling my back against his chest and wrapping his arms tight around me like he doesn’t want to let go. He buries his face in my neck, and I curl against him with my fingers locked in his, because I don’t want to let go either.
But even the warmth and comfortable exhaustion seeping through my bones isn’t enough to ward off the ache in my heart.