Page 21 of Taking A Chance
With the palms of my hands flat against my hips, I slide them down, my fingers going under each side of my knickers. As my hands move lower, so does the lace fabric that is covering the last bit of my vulnerability. Once they get past my upper thighs, they freefall to the floor. The cheap costume jewellery around my neck and wrist, along with the simple cubic zirconia earring studs, are all that are left on my body. I stand there naked, and the way Cade looks at me makes me feel like I’m a rare diamond. Scratch that. More like a rare steak, and he’s been out on the ranch, breaking horses, a real hungry cowboy.
“Turn around and face the bed.” His voice is deep and demanding, so with little hesitation, I do as he asks.
The fast and loud beating of my heart is all I can hear, so when his arms come around my body, each hand covering a breast, I jump.
“You’ve surprised me, Petra.” His mouth is close to my ear, his words are not much more than a whisper, but clear and precise.
“In a good or bad way?” I question.
“Good. Oh baby, most definitely good.” His touch is soft and warm as he fondles my breasts. “When I saw the fear in your eyes earlier, the hesitation just now, I didn’t think you would follow my direction.” He pinches both nipples hard, and I let out a whimper. “Now I know you’re ready, I get to play.”
Although not blindfolded, I can’t see what he’s doing behind my back. But I feel it.
His mouth against my skin as it follows the line of my backbone, punctuated with the sporadic flick of his wet tongue. When he gets past my shoulder blades, he releases my breasts, moving his hands to my hips. I know he must have dropped to his knees, because his mouth continues the trail all the way to the crease of my bum. My arse cheeks get the same attention that my boobs are now missing, but instead of a pinch, it’s a nip of what most definitely are his teeth. I squeal, my body instantly trying to pull forward, but his firm grip of my hips stops me from escaping.
“Mmm,” he murmurs from behind me. One hand leaves my hip, moving to my arse, as his finger follows the line of my bum crease. “You have the perfect ass.” I now feel his hot, wet mouth as his tongue pushes between the crack. I realise that I’m holding my breath, unsure on how this makes me feel. Part of me wants him to go no further, yet I’m unable to ignore the rush of excitement that courses through my veins. Before I get the chance to come to terms with my mixed emotions, his mouth leaves my skin. I go to turn, but he stops my movement with his firm hands. “Stay,” he commands.
I hear and sense him moving behind me, and I open my mouth to say the first words that come into my head. “What’s coming next?”
“You, hopefully.”
Quivering lady lips! The way he speaks in his deep American accent is as seductive as fuck. If I was a bloke, I’d have the biggest, solid boner, ever.
Skin; I have his glorious naked skin covering the whole of my back.
Woah now! Talk about boners. That’s some major man meat prodding at my back. His arms come around me, taking hold of my breasts once again, while his mouth falls to my neck, kissing, sucking, his teeth nip at the skin. A squeeze, a pinch, a roll of each nipple has my body highly charged. When his hand moves over my stomach, continuing further down, I breathe in. As his fingers slip between my legs, to stroke my pussy, I hold that breath. When the tip of his fingers breach the lips and stroke right over my already awakened clit, my exhale comes out with a strangled scream as my orgasm explodes.
“Well, that didn’t take long.” You can hear the element of surprise in his voice.
“I’m sorry,” I reply with a quiet giggle of embarrassment.
“Don’t be sorry,” he dips his finger inside me. “See how wet you are for me, Petra.” Adding another finger, he dips in and out, spreading the wetness around. “And we’ve only just got started.” His other hand joins in on the action. While two or three fingers pump in and out of me, the other hand is teasing my clit, circling and stroking.
My skin is hot, and sensitive, electrically charged. Every inch of me on high alert and already speeding towards another climax. It’s too much, too quick and I can’t take it. I’m about to push his probing hands away, when I’m consumed with an even harder hitting orgasm. His hands are relentless, still moving, still caressing as I ride it out, his name spilling from my lips amongst other things.
“Cade, stop, please stop, I can’t take anymore,” I pant out. Removing his fingers, he turns me to face him. I watch, in my orgasmic hazed vision, as he puts the same two fingers into his mouth and sucks them clean.
“Mmm! How can I stop, when you taste so good?” With a hard kiss, he slips his tongue into my mouth, the subtle saltiness coating my taste buds. “I think you can take a little more,” he growls. Lifting me, he lays me down on the bed and nips at my left nipple with his teeth, before he takes position between my legs. When his breath hits the wetness, the area already swollen and sensitive to the slightest touch, my hips tilt towards him. My head might be reluctant, but my traitorous body wants more.
I almost scream out when his mouth covers the lips of my pussy. The flat of his tongue slides across the seam and I whimper. When the tip of his tongue swipes across my swollen nub, I cry out unashamedly. He sucks and licks my clit like it’s a Chupa Chups lolly, softly at first but then building the intensity, as if desperate to taste more. His nose rubs from side to side against my skin, his mouth doing the same as he flicks my clit. Again, I feel my arousal building, and it astounds me. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a double before. I was allowed to come first, but only because they wanted me ready for what they wanted to do. On the odd occasion, I’d hit another orgasm by the time the other party got their own release. Most of the time, not. Never have I had this much attention, purely for my gratification only. Cade’s touch can be so gentle, but then borders on painful when he nips and sucks hard. And it’s the latter that has me racing at speed towards yet another euphoric state of ecstasy.
She looks fucking stunning, laid out on the bed, legs spread, full breasts, nipples hard and areola a shade of dusky pink. Lips slightly apart, her tits bounce erratically as she tries to regain a steady breathing rhythm. Hair fanned out around her head, her skin flush and glowing. With her arm flung over her eyes and her natural beauty, she reminds me of a movie starlet from the 1940s.
Her legs clamped against my head, when she came hard from my mouth, but I had slowly coaxed them apart, stroking her skin at her thigh until her body relaxed. The taste of her was incredible. I couldn’t get enough and had taken full advantage of what she gave.
I kneel between her legs, a hand on each side of her shoulders as I lower myself, until I’m hovering mere centimetres from her, but not quite touching. I tilt my hips, so the tip of my cock just rests on her exposed pussy. It’s swollen, the skin a darker shade of pink, almost red from her arousal. I let the swollen head of my cock push gently against the hood of her clit. Petra softly moans as she pushes back against me, looking to increase the pressure.
After running my cock down near to her asshole and back, I place it at the opening of her pussy and slowly push in. God, she’s so warm and wet. I want to ram into the hilt, but I grit my teeth and harness my need to go in hard. Her cunt is tight, but adjusts to take me, and I’m all the way in. The sensation of her wrapped around my dick cock is driving me crazy. It is more than good. It’s mind-blowing.
My movements are slow and precise. I come nearly all the way out, before I push all the way back in again. I groan out. I can’t help it. She’s like no other woman. I don’t know what makes her stand out from all the rest, but she does. With her, it feels different, intoxicating.
As I’m on an outward thrust, struggling to keep things on the slow, she grabs my shoulders, her fingers grasping at the hard muscle, and pulls herself up to a half sitting position. “Fuck me!” she growls, almost like a possessed woman. “Fuck me, Cade.”
I don’t hesitate.
I drive in hard, causing her to dig her nails in deep.
“Yes!” she groans, as her head falls back, “Yes. Yes.” Her moans of appreciation come rapidly along with my thrusts. “Ride me, Cowboy,” she hollers as I begin to speed towards my release. I want to come, but I don’t want this to stop.