Just A Little Love Story Pt. 2
AN - SMUT
You've been warned. Italics are memories.
I kicked the door shut, spinning to press her firmly against it. Her hands sunk into my hair, gripping hard as I tongue fucked her mouth until her lips were bruised. She tore her lips away from mine, gasping for breath as her nails dug into my scalp.
Not wanting to lose the taste of her and completely overrun by my desire for every part of her in my mouth, I began leaving open-mouthed kisses down along her jaw. Slowly making my way toward her ear, I bit down against the sensitive spot I knew drove her crazy, just below her earlobe.
What can I say? We spent a LOT of time getting to know each other.
She arched her back, moaning my name as she pressed her heated core firmly against my abs. Her hips undulating against me, grinding as they sought more friction.
"Fuck, Max. Please..." She begged me. I used the tip of my tongue to soothe the bite, flicking her earlobe lightly.
"Please what, pretty girl?" I whispered softly to her. She let out a shuddering gasp as my lips brushed against her now hyper sensitive skin.
"I need you, Max. Everywhere. Inside me. Please. Just touch me."
She had to remember that a woman begging for me to make her feel good was my biggest turn on. Late night phone calls flashed in my mind behind closed eyes.
A younger Riley, gasping and moaning through the speaker of my ear buds as she touched herself exactly how I told her to.
A whispered plea, "Max... oh god... please..." as I instructed her not to cum yet. The hitch in my throat causing absolute silence on the other end.
A sultry voice, deep with desire, breathy with the need to release, slithered through the speakers, "Oh you like it when I beg you, don't you?" just barely above a whisper.
The months afterword where she would torment me at the oddest hours with voice messages, video messages. More and more risqué content as she begged for me, pleaded for me, driving me to the brink of madness with want for her.
I pulled her away from the door, having the presence of mind to lock it as I slid her down to stand on her feet. Her hands slid down to my shoulders, curling around the back of my neck as she pulled me in for another kiss.
I quickly unzipped the jacket fully and shoved it from her shoulders with a satisfying thump to the floor. My hands sliding up the outside of her thighs, hooking beneath the hem of her tank top as I guided it up her body. I broke the kiss, moving back to tug the offending article over her head, tossing it somewhere in the room.
My eyes raked her body, the desire for her almost overwhelming. A moments hesitation while I stopped to appreciate her all she needed to take over.
Riley pressed her hands to my shoulders, shoving me backward until the backs of my knees collided with the edge of the bed. She pushed me down to sitting, spreading my legs wide as she pressed herself between them. My hands automatically settling on her waist as I pull her even closer to me.
She looks down at me, her pupils so blown with desire that her eyes are nearly black. She's breathing hard and even in the shadowed room, I can see her heart racing at her pulse point. My eyes are glued to her as I watch her reach behind herself, unhooking her bra and letting the fabric slide down her arms. She slips the straps off her wrists, dangling it from a fingertip before letting it fall the floor at our feet.
My hands tighten on her, nails digging into the skin of her hips as I pull her in close, taking her nipple into my mouth. Sparks flashing behind my eyes in a kaleidoscope as the taste of her skin permeates my senses. I catch the sensitive bud between my teeth, scraping gently before encircling it with my mouth. I suck the puckered flesh into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it to soothe it from the sharpness of my teeth.
Her hands are back in my hair as she arches her chest more fully into me, holding me in place.
"Fuck you make me feel so good." She moans.
Her words spur me on, my hands sliding up the center of her back as I hold her more firmly against me. I release her nipple, slowly dragging my lips across her chest to the other. Giving it the same attentions as I slid my hand around to her front. I palm her breast, massaging it as I tease the one I just released with my fingertips.
Her whole body is trembling under my touch. I don't know how much longer she'll be able to last without release. I don't know how much longer I'll last. Her nails rake across the back of my neck, the sharp pain causing me to bite down just a little harder.
She gasps, her whole body going rigid as her head tips back, mouth open in a silent plea.
"Oh fuuuuuuck..." she moans as her body shakes and her knees almost give out. I release her nipple from my mouth and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her firmly against me to prevent her from falling. She drops her face down onto my shoulder, still gasping for air.
"You just... I just..." she stuttered. I laugh somewhere deep in my chest.
"Yes beautiful girl. You came. I know it wasn't your first time." I murmured, pressing a light kiss to her head as I softly stroked her back with my fingertips. She shivered in my arms.
"I have never cum from that before Max." She says, pulling herself up to look into my eyes. I can't help the self-satisfied grin that adorns my face as I look up at her.
"What can I say? My mouth is magic."
She arches an eyebrow at me, not taking the bait as I try to lessen the tension. A habit I developed and had never been able to break.
"I'll admit that you have a very talented way about yourself when it comes to my breasts. But I'll be the judge of just how magical that mouth is." She smirks as my jaw tries to unhinged itself to strike the floor.
Not one to be one upped, I move her back by her hips until she's a few steps away, almost out of arms reach. Confusion flashes in her eyes but is almost immediately wiped away as I drop to my knees in front of her.
I keep my eyes on hers as I slide my hands from her jean clad hips down the backs of her knees before settling on her ankles. I break the gaze to focus on my task, fingers nimbly untying and loosening her high top Chuck Taylor's before slipping them off her feet, followed by her socks, one by one.
Still on my knees, I glide my fingertips back up her legs, my eyes following the trail my hands are taking. I move around to her front, deftly unhooking the button of her jeans. I slide my hands down into the opening, fingers splaying outward to caress as much of her bared skin as I can while I slowly guide them down and off. The fabric is immediately discarded in the same vicinity as the shoes.
I curl my hands around the backs of her ankles, slowly dragging my rough palms up the silky smooth skin of her legs. As my hands caress the backs of her thighs, I can't help myself anymore and pull her into me. I dip my head down, pressing kisses up the insides of her thighs. Her muscles clench under my lips as I get higher and higher, approaching the apex where my prize awaits. Her shallow gasps and soft whimpers she tries so desperately to hold back driving me crazy as I get closer and closer to where both she and I need me most.
Her hands find their way back into my hair and I feel her tugging gently. I focus my gaze upward, meeting her eyes, the look on her face taking my breath away. An almost feral expression of desperate lust paints her features as she silently pleads with me to move higher.
Keeping my eye locked to hers, I lean forward, dragging my tongue directly over her lace clad pussy lips. I watch as her eyes roll back and she tips her head to the ceiling. Her hips thrust involuntarily against my face as her grip tightens. But all I can think about is the taste of her finally on my tongue.
With not an ounce of patience left in my body, I sink my fingers into the soaked and ruined item. The delicate fabric falls apart with only the slightest pressure as I pull it away from her. She releases a strangled cry into the darkened room as I finally... Finally take her into my mouth.
My hands tighten on her hips, holding her to me as the tangy sweetness of her essence coats my tongue. I delve into her dripping core, dragging my tongue over the lips of her labia as her moans get louder. Her whole body is trembling with the effort to keep still as I lock her hips in place with a firm grip.
I continue to explore her pussy as I've wanted to since we were old enough to understand desire. I know each crease and crevice of her body intimately by sight. I could probably draw a map of the freckles on her skin if I wanted to. But touching her? Tasting her? I wanted to savour this for as long as she'd let me.
It turns out, it wasn't that much longer. With each pass of my tongue between the lips of her pussy, Riley would arch her back slightly, trying to get me to touch where she needed it the most. But I wouldn't give in. I steadfastly avoided both her extremely sensitive opening and her even more sensitive clit. Teasing her as I drank her in. Getting her more and more desperate for me.
"Please... please... oh fuck please..." I could hear her gasping with each stroke of my tongue. Only for her to groan in disappointment when I would change direction just before reaching where she wanted me.
Finally, after another slow and torturous pass from just above her entrance to just below her clit, she yanked my head back by my hair in frustration.
"Goddamnit Max. You're driving me fucking crazy." She says through gritted teeth, the pleasure so intense it appears to be bordering on pain.
"All you have to do is ask, beautiful." I tell her. She looks me directly in the eye.
"I need you to make me cum. Hard. In your mouth. Please..." She whispers desperately.
Any resolve I had crumbled as I hooked my arms beneath her thighs, lifting her legs up over my shoulders. I braced my hands on her lower back as I held her up and thrust my tongue deep inside her.
"Oh fuck YES!" She half screamed, half moaned as I pulled out only to plunge my tongue back in again.
She locked her ankles together, digging her heels into my back as she thrust herself against my mouth in rhythm with my tongue thrusting inside her. My nails dug into her ass as I tried to hold her up. She wasn't heavy, but if she kept moving like that I was liable to slip.
I quickly turned on my knees and dropped her unceremoniously onto the bed. She gasped in surprise as she felt herself falling, her legs tightening involuntarily around my neck, pulling me with her as her hands flung outward to catch herself. My face still buried between her thighs, I wasted no time in thrusting my tongue back inside her. The new position was perfect, allowing me to tilt her hips upward so I could curl my tongue against the sensitive spongey spot just passed her entrance.
"Oh fuck... Max... Yes right there!" She screamed, her hands gripping the bed spread tightly as her hips rocked upward into my mouth. I moaned in response, quickening my pace as I hooked my arms around the backs of her thighs, forcing her legs up and out as I pressed her hips deeper into the bed with my left hand.
Her hips were losing their rhythm as she quickly approached her peak. And I wanted to get her there, so badly. I slid my right hand down her stomach, locking my arm around her thigh as my palm glided over the neatly trimmed pubic hair just above her pussy. I angled her hips upward, burying my face against her as I thrust my tongue as deep as I could over and over.
"Yes.. Oh fuck... Oh right there... Max... Fuck so good..." She moaned in time to my thrusts inside her, a mantra that quickly faded into incoherent babbling as her hands tugged at my hair and her hips stuttered in their attempt to match my pace.
Her words were quickly cut off by a loud moan of pleasure as I slipped my thumb down to circle her clit in time with my thrusts inside her. I used the palm of my hand to press down slightly, forcing the throbbing nub out fully from its hood as I stroked the pad of my thumb over it in tight circles.
"Oh fuck." She gasped, arching hard. "Fuck Max I'm so close. Please. Please baby don't stop." She begged.
I couldn't tell her what her words were doing to me, so I resolved to show her. At the slip of the pet name she directed at me in a moment of weakness, a moan escaped me, sending vibrations straight from my tongue to her g-spot that I was stroking incessantly.
"OH FUUUUUUUCK." She screamed, her body taut as she arched into me hard. Her pussy clamped down on my tongue as her body careened over the edge of bliss. Girl cum forcing its way passed my tongue still pressed deep inside her, down my chin to soak into the chest of my t-shirt as I stroked her clit through her high.
Her body relaxed as she came down, trembling as I slowed my movements slightly. She convulsed involuntarily each time my tongue curled back inside her and my thumb stroked the now hyper sensitive bud. She gasped out as I stroked against her clit again.
"Fuck. Max. Wait." She tried to pull away from me, to get some relief from the overstimulation, but I was nowhere near done with her yet.
"Max. Baby. Please. Wait... oh god I can't... it's too much." Her body shuddered and twisted, doing her best to get away from my mouth and fingers. I tightened my hold on her waist and pulled my head back slightly to look up at her.
"Look at me." I practically growled, my voice thick with my want for her. She forced her eyes open and down to meet mine.
"Stop. Running." I emphasized each word. Her eyes widened in shock when I kept mine locked to hers as I slid my tongue back inside her soaking wet hole.
Her hands released themselves from being tangled in the sheets to settle themselves in my hair as I delved back in between her thighs. I couldn't get enough, and I'd be damned if I let one orgasm take away the best meal I'd ever had.
She shuddered into my mouth as I stroked the tip of tongue in circles around her entrance. With her hips still trying to pull away from me, I had to stop using my thumb to pleasure her and instead locked her hips with both hands, pinning her against the mattress.
I used my shoulders to keep her thighs forces apart as I dragged my tongue from her entrance up to circle around her clit. I could feel her pussy clench hard as I worked the tip of my tongue beneath its hood, where her body had retreated in an attempt to protect itself from so much stimuli. With each stroke of my tongue against the sensitive bud, her hands tightened in my hair and uncontrollable moans spilled from her lips.
"God what the fuck Max. What are you doing to me? Oh fuck you feel so fucking good. I can't... I can't handle this Max it's too much. Oh baby please..." Her body betrayed her words, her hips arching to force more of herself into my mouth as her hands tightened in my hair, holding me closer to her. I could feel her body approaching her third orgasm of the night, coaxed higher by the feather light strokes of my tongue against her clit, even as she begged me to stop.
Just as her muscles began to clench down in preparation for her impending release, I encased her clit with my lips and sucked, hard. The suction forcing the hood of her clit away from the sensitive nub as I scraped my teeth against it. An incoherent shriek ripped from her chest at the surprise onslaught as her body was forced over the edge again.
I quickly released her hips and sunk two fingers deep inside her as she came, thrusting hard and fast against. I made sure my fingers pressed firmly against her g-spot as her back arched up off the bed. My mouth still suctioned around her clit, brutilizing it with quick and hard tongue lashes.
"Oh my FUCKING GOD." She screamed, unable to control her bodies movements as her heels dug sharply into my shoulder blades, her back bowed. I'm pretty sure at this point she was ripping my hair from my scalp, but I didn't care. I didn't let up for a second.
After what felt like an eternity, her body convulsed one last time before sinking down into the mattress, completely spent as I slowed my movements to a stop. Her body shuddered and a gasp was ripped from her throat as I gently slide my fingers out of her and release her from my mouth. I rested my head on the inside of her thigh, the only sounds in the room our ragged breathing as she started to come down.
She tugged gently on my hair, silently asking for me to come up. I could feel her body beginning to tremble as I slid myself up beside her on the bed. I gently took her into my arms, maneuvering us up onto the pillows as I pulled the sheets around us. With one arm circling her back, I held her naked and spent body against me as I gently traced small patterns on the arm she hand laid across my stomach.
I didn't notice she was crying until I felt the wetness on my shirt and heard her quiet gasping breaths. I leaned back slightly in an attempt to look at her face. Her arms tightened around me, forcing me to remain close as she buried her face into my tear stained chest. I tightened my hold on her as well, keeping her safe in my arms.
"Ry... Talk to me baby..." I whispered in concern when her tears didn't let up. She shook her head, her face still pressed against me.
"Ry... I need you to talk to me. Did I hurt you?" I asked, concern rising to something bordering panic. I would never forgive myself if I hurt her.
That panic quickly subsided as she chuckled lightly into my chest through her tears. She took a deep breath before moving back. I watched as she tried to compose herself, wiping away the tears from her face as she took a deep breath in. She looked up at me as she exhaled.
"I'm okay, Max. Really." She smiled, even as the tears continued spilling from her eyes. I relaxed slightly at her words, but was still concerned.
"Then why are you crying, beautiful?" I asked softly, my arms tightening almost imperceptibly in an effort to protect her from whatever was making her want to cry.
"You're a little overwhelming, did you know that?" She laughed softly, reaching up to run her fingertips along the right side of my jaw along my scar. I fought a grin, but couldn't stop a small smile from forming on my lips.
"So, you're crying because you're overwhelmed?" I asked, trying not to let my pride show as my ego swelled. She rolled her eyes at me, poking me sharply just above my collar bone.
"No Max. I'm crying because for the first time in ten years, I'm finally right where I belong." She said, just barely above a whisper.
If it was possible to die and go to Heaven while still being alive and on Earth, that's what happened to me as those words left her lips. I had tried with everything in me not to let my expectations get too high for what this meant. I had resolved myself to be ready for whatever it was she wanted. I never expected it to seem like what she wanted was what I did. A memory from earlier in the night flashed in my mind.
"No ring?" I asked. She wasn't wearing one.
"Not married anymore." She said with a shrug. The noose around my heart loosened considerably.
"Why are you here?" I asked. She raised a brow in question.
"I've been here for three years, Max." She said, her eyes searching mine. "Where were you?"
"You didn't answer my question. Why are you here?" I repeated, purposely ignoring hers.
"I got divorced because I couldn't love him. I was already in love with someone else." She said matter-of-factly. The noose tightened again.
"Ry..." I whispered her name into the dark as I came back to myself. She was smiling slightly as she watched me.
"Max..." she whispered back.
"Are you still in love with them?" I asked. She frowned in confusion.
"Them?" She asked.
"The reason your marriage didn't last." I clarified. A grin broke through the confusion as I reminded her of our earlier conversation. I watched as she bit her lip, something stirring deep within me.
Her hazel eyes gleamed in the moonlight streaming through the crack in the curtains. Her hand slid back up to cup my jaw as she tilted herself upward. Her lips were just barely brushing against mine, teasingly. Even with the tear stains running down her face, she was impossibly beautiful in this moment. I couldn't look away.
"Yes Max." She breathed against my lips.
"Who?" I asked, needing her to say it. Needing to know I wasn't alone in my feelings.
"You." She confirmed, before connecting our lips in a perfect kiss.
AN - That's all folks. Hope you enjoyed!
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