Page 54 of Crash & Burn
Everywhere.
I am on fire everywhere.
I need him inside of me.
I thrust my hips, my wet core hitting against his hard cock. He removes his lips from mine and watches me with hungry eyes.
“I’ve got you.” He acknowledges my actions, knowing I need him.
Then he wastes no time bringing his head down in between my legs. He tugs on my lace thong with his teeth, then uses his hands to assist in pulling it off completely. He breathes deeply and heavily into my center; his warm breath sends sparks flying all around the room, like the whole sky could come crashing down at any moment and I’d be safe right where I’m at.
He swipes his tongue from my entrance to my clit, his tongue lapping at my heat. My whole body shakes as I moan out, rocking my hips as his mouth takes me in. He grips my hips, his fingers digging deep into my skin. Everything feels light around me, like I’m floating away on the waves he creates inside me. I pull my tied wrists down to his head, twist my fingers into his hair trying to pull him closer and though it’s harder than I thought with bound wrists, he understands my want. He pulls me into him, both hands gripping even harder into my skin and the pain is almost too much but then his tongue finds my bundle of nerves again, and I squeeze my thighs around his head with every motion his tongue makes.
He gives my clit one gentle, sensitive kiss before he comes up for air but not before replacing his tongue with his fingers.
He pumps two digits inside me, hating this damn tie from allowing me to grip onto something while he finger fucks me. I feel his eyes burn over my skin as I shake under his touch.
“Oh, Callan. That feels so good!” I murmur as I move my hips with his pumps.
“My pretty fucking girl,” he breathes out with a gentle smile. His words linger in the air like clouds, pillowy and soft. And so beautiful. I’ve never been complimented during sex. It heightens everything.
He leans back down, and presses kisses to my clit, then sucks gently. I feel like I’m about to explode. I’ve never been eaten out so intensely and carefully. Everything he is doing is with precision. My whole body is shaking.
He pushes faster, sucks harder. I feel like I’m coming undone. This is the best I’ve ever felt. I’m about to let go, fall over the edge but I’m not sure I can take the feeling that’s overcoming me.
Like Heaven and Earth are colliding.
No.
That’s not right.
Like Hell and Earth are colliding.
Everything in this moment feels like a perfect sin.
He pumps faster and harder and everything in me tenses. Another moan escapes my lips and I surprise myself with what comes out of my mouth next.
“Stop!”
Callan pulls away from me immediately.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” He wipes his mouth with the back of hand and searches my eyes for any sign of hurt or pain. But he won’t find it.
“No. That felt amazing,” I pant breathlessly.
“Then what’s wrong? Why’d you stop me?” He’s clearly confused.
“I, um-” I start but I don’t know how to say what I want to say.
“What is it, Sterling?” Callan leans into the bed and reaches over to untie my hands.
“This is going to sound really pathetic but…”
I look at Callan’s eyes, hunger flaring inside them, I don’t want to ruin the moment but my entire body is buzzing and I know what I want next.
“I’ve never had an orgasm before. At least not one that wasn’t at my own hands if you can even count that. I was almost there, just now. But I want my first orgasm to be with you inside of me,” I admit, feeling a little out of my comfort zone. But I know this will only work if I use my words, just like he had asked.
“Are you fucking serious?” His expression contorts from confusion to anger to more confusion. I’m not sure what he’s thinking.Is he mad at me?