“Yes, love…” he growled, sliding his hands up my butt and holding on, licking a line up my centre like a kid devouring ice cream, making yet more inarticulate noises as he got a taste of me. And he was in good company. I didn’t know what I was crying, some rambling string of syllables that made no fucking sense when strung together, but it was the perfect soundtrack for what he was doing.
I could feel the differences now that I was close. My body…flowered was all too poetic, but what else was it? I felt like I swelled, parted, opening towards Jai like a bloom would in the presence of the sun, and his tongue dug deeper, the graze of his stubble wearing against my skin.
He pulled back, gasping. “Shan, you’re…”
“I know.”
He bent his head, sucking my clit in a series of gentle little pulses, the faintest hint of teeth making my fingers claw at the bed. It throbbed in response, happy, willing to follow his lead. But I ached, deep inside me, in ways I’d never felt before. It was intense, this yearning, something I struggled to articulate.
“Jai…I need…”
“This, baby?” he asked, sliding a finger in.
“More, Jai.”
“What about this?”
I could feel him move his finger up to one knuckle in, but it wasn’t enough, nowhere near enough. Instead, it made me all the more aware of what was missing, what I needed.
“Jai…”
“Ask for it, baby. Anything I’ve got, I’m giving you. Ask for it.”
“I…”
“That’s it, love.”
“Hot… Need… Aching, Jai!”
He surged up and over me, slamming his mouth down on mine, kissing me so thoroughly, I was left with an aftertaste of myself. And then he drew back, just hanging over me, staring down.
“I can put my cock in you, get the both of us off, get you used to me, but you won’t take my knot until you’re ready, OK?”
I nodded, the only communication I had left to me. The fire under my skin was beginning to bite, no longer something sweet and hot.
He stared at me the whole time, not letting me look away as his cock bumped me, dipping in, a spurt of slick coating the head.
“That’s it, baby. I’m big, this will feel so much better when you’re dripping.”
He reached down, stroking his cock in and out of me in the shallowest of strokes, until several more gushes had rushed out. I heard his breath catch in his chest, his eyes darting between watching my expression and where we joined as he pushed himself inside.
Fuck! My fingers dug into the bed, and it felt like they were shredding the sheets as something thick and blunt was forcing its way into me in small rocking increments. Sometimes penetrative sex could be a bit…meh? Like it was the clitoral stimulation and the connection between the other person that got me off, but the feeling of peen in vag was kinda…not that exciting. There was no focusing on anything else now. I was being invaded and I liked it.
I was a useless bloody lover, lying there and writhing as I felt the heavy drag of his cock against me. Something inside me sharpened, hungry for more, flaring brighter and more intense, while little reflexive flutters sent rills of pleasure through me, encouraging me and him to go deeper.
“Jesus, Shan…” he ground out when my legs locked around his hips. “I’m trying to—”
His words were cut off as I rolled us over, appearing triumphantly on top. He was lovely and sweet, but I was done with him doing everything in this. I crouched over him, easing him back in, my spine tightening as I went. I took him, inch by delicious inch, just wanting more, more, more. Until I got it.
“Oh god,” I panted, realising what I’d done. I was so fucking full, I was a little scared to move, but Jai looked up at me with a sweet smile.
“You’re OK, baby.” He reached up and teased my clit with his thumb, my eyes falling closed as I felt the strokes through my whole body. “Move the way your body wants you to.”
And it did. I clenched down around him at his first touch, but that wasn’t enough. The raw burn as I pushed him in…that, I needed that. I rose up, feeling the pull of his cock as I did, as if it didn’t want to let go. It needn’t have worried, as I sank down again, only to rise once more.
Fuuuuck…it was all in the friction with Jai. He’d lit a fire inside me, and now we were pushing it to flare brighter. We moved together, him thrusting up as I descended, faster and faster. It needed it, the flame within, one that began to centre down to one point.
My hands planted on his chest, his hands covering mine, and the change of angle was everything. The position, the curve of his dick, his sheer fucking size made hitting my g-spot a no-brainer. It throbbed, swelling under all this attention.
“There she is,” Jai said when my eyes flicked open in surprise. I couldn’t reply though, consumed by an alien, delicious feeling. I whimpered as it just continued to blossom. A heavy, sullen kind of pleasure, it grew with every stroke, making me feel every ridge and vein of his cock, dragging me closer and closer to something endless.
“You’re gonna come, Shan. You’re tightening, gripping me so hard. And you’ll keep coming. Don’t stop, babe, just keep reaching for it.” His free hand went to my breast, pinching at the nipple, my mouth falling open into a frozen O, my brows knitting at the sharp stab of pleasure.
“Close…” I gasped.
“That’s it, baby. Ride my cock, come on it. Drench me in your slick.”
Orgasm for me usually started slowly, that ‘oh fuck’ moment just before you hit the moment of no return, the pleasure expanding, then taking you over. This was so fucking different. I felt weak, soft, opened up by Jai’s length, a slave to its thrust, even though I was the one doing it. I could no more stop fucking him than I could stop breathing. He seemed to sense this, pushing me harder and faster as his hands roamed, searching for ways to send me higher, when finally, he settled on pushing deeper.
“Jesus!” I yelped, feeling something hard and thick slamming against my cunt, wanting in. Slick oozed from me, coating his knot, whatever was in the bloody stuff forcing me to part some way to admit him.
“Fuck, Shan…” Jai growled, his eyes completely silver now. “You’re opening for me.”
He threw me down on the bed, not missing a beat as he pistoned inside me, driving me harder and harder, until the flames burst outwards.
I yanked his lips down on mine as it hit, pleasure rolling through me, but he was a flint, striking me over and over, even after I’d well and truly been lit. The pressure on my g-spot continued to build, prolonging my orgasm and bringing something else.
“Burst, baby…” he rasped.
That was it. I was a swelling balloon, filling, filling, filling with sharper and sharper pleasures. My cunt snapped and twitched, desperate to resolve things, tugging me along with its sensual waves, but this time, it wasn’t the crest.
“Yes…” he hissed as a flush of slick coated him. “More, baby, more…”
So I gave it to him.
For a startling moment, I felt like my bladder was going to give way, but that wasn’t it. It all fell away, the room, the bed, the cage, and there was only Jai and me. My eyes went wide, and his met mine, a slight nod acknowledging what was happening when I did exactly what he said—I burst.