It's a Wonderful Lie

Chapter Five

Emery

I’ve never come so hard in my life.

Holy f**k.

I’m clinging onto his strong neck for dear life as he carries me through the suite and into the bedroom. My mind is still too boggled from the double orgasm I had at the door to even take in my surroundings, but I can feel his heart beating just as hard as mine underneath his shirt.

We cross the threshold into a dark room and he gently lays me down onto a plush comforter, only leaving me long enough to turn on a table side lamp.

Everything is beginning to come back into focus and my legs have enough strength once more for me to get on my knees and pull him towards the bed. I start unbuttoning his shirt as he watches intently, standing so close our mouths are barely a breath apart.

“You loved eating my p***y,” I whisper, dominantly. It’s a statement, not a question. Something about tonight, something about this man, is making me feel bolder than I ever have. There’s no doubt in my mind about how sexy I am, about how sexy he finds me. It’s addicting. I never want it to end.

His hands works their way up my hips to the back of my dress where they find the small zipper and start working it down. “You taste like f*****g heaven.”

“Mmm,” I lick my lips as his last button comes undone and I slide my hands up his chest until they’re pushing the shirt off his shoulders, “I wanna try it.”

Raking my fingers into his thick hair, I pull his mouth to mine and explore every inch of it with my tongue the same way he just explored me with his. He’s right there with me, licking and sucking and nipping. It’s the most erotic kiss of my life.

With my dress fully unzipped, he works the thin straps off my shoulders until the fabric pools at my knees on the bed. He leans even deeper into me, pulling me tight to him, causing my bare n*****s to rub against his trimmed chest hair. I can’t stop the high moan that escapes me, but he catches it in his mouth and swallows it with a groan of his own.

Hands holding me close to him, he starts crawling onto the bed, forcing me onto my back so I can fully kick my dress off to somewhere across the room. His touch roams my body, providing pleasure to places I didn’t even know turned me on.

Our kisses grow hungrier, dirtier, and my hands are at his belt, frustratedly tugging at it to remove the final barrier between us. I can’t get it off, so he pulls himself away from me and I whimper at the withdrawal. But he just smirks down at me as he slowly undoes his belt, his button, his zipper. Then he’s pushing his slacks down so the only cover left is a tight pair of black boxer briefs.

They do absolutely nothing to hide the bulging erection, threatening to burst underneath them.

As he reaches to remove his boxers, I grab his arm, stopping him and he looks at me with curiosity, but not surprise. I sit up, angling myself so I can push him down onto his back, which has his releasing a dark chuckle from deep within his chest.

Slipping off the bed, I quickly remove his shoes and socks, not utilizing the same discipline he did for me as I’m much too impatient to expose his d**k. Once those are tossed to the side, I slide his pants down and off, flinging them across the room to land somewhere alongside my dress. Lost to the void.

I stand over him for a moment like a lioness observing her prey. Keeping my eyes locked on his covered c**k, I bite my bottom lip and move my hands over my breasts, moaning as I pinch both n*****s and watch the bulge bounce underneath his boxers. A devilish smile takes over my lips as I continue to touch myself and cry out in pleasure, just to see his visceral reaction to me. To see what I can do to this clearly established man. I’m enjoying it far more than I should be.

“f**k,” he finally breathes out, clawing at the comforter, unable to take it anymore, “I can’t wait to be inside you.”

A light gasp escapes me at the sentiment because, dammit, I want that too.

Wasting no time, I crawl up the bed until I’m on top of him, claiming his mouth once more. Needing to consume every beautiful thought that comes with the incredible words he keeps saying. I want it all.

I’m subconsciously grinding my soaking p***y over his boxers, knowing that the second I release him, it’s game over.

Suddenly he flips me over and pins me down with his shaft against my c**t in the most painfully pleasurable way. A series of whimpers flow out of me as he slowly massages me without his hands.

“Take it out,” I demand, and his own devilish grin appears, “now.”

His hand is in and out, releasing his gorgeous, throbbing erection, before I even finish my command.

If this was my previous relationship, I would feel required to return the oral favor he bestowed upon me earlier. Honestly, his is the first d**k I’ve ever seen and wanted to gag on. But the throbbing between my legs is too strong and my mouth will have to wait.

“Condom?” I don’t know if I’m asking if he has one or if he wants to use one. While I’m on birth control, it’d still be irresponsible not to. And despite the fact that I’ve never had s*x without a condom, I’m so far gone that the idea of him inside me without any barrier is releasing something feral within me. I can’t shake the mental image of his c*m dripping out of me. It’s so f*****g tempting.

But he’s still a stranger and I need to protect myself. Condom for sure.

He seems to agree because he’s dashing off to the en suite where I hear him rummaging around. His absence allows me a second to catch my breath, but it’s brief as he returns quickly with a condom in hand and his underwear completely gone.

Ripping the foil with his teeth, he watches me intently while he rolls it on, as ready as I am for what’s about to happen.

But then I surprise even myself when I roll onto my knees and reach for the headboard, arching my back as I look over my shoulder at him.

He wastes no time accepting the invitation. All of a sudden, he’s right behind me, capturing my mouth with his as he wraps his large hand over my stomach, pulling me back into him and trapping his c**k between us. I rub my ass against it and for the first time in my life I’m turned on by the idea of a man f*****g me in that hole.

That image washes away, though, as I’m overwhelmed by delicious pressure when he slowly starts guiding himself into my v****a. A guttural noise crawls out of my throat as he gradually thrusts in and out, each time going a little deeper, until he hits that deep inner wall and I cry out a resounding, “Yes!”

Gripping tightly to the headboard, he ramps up his speed and pounds me from behind in the most shockingly pleasurable way.

His hands dig into my hips, but tonight I need more than I’ve ever gotten before. I take his left hand and drag it up my body until it’s settled at the top of my throat right under my jaw, angling my chin up with the slightest bit of pressure.

Leaning into my ear, he kisses right beneath my lobe and murmurs, “Let me know if I’m being too rough.”

“No,” I shake my head and I feel his c**k surge inside of me at my defiance.

Suddenly there’s a sharp sting on my ass and I realize he smacked me. But just as quickly he’s soothing the spot with the same palm.

“Again,” I demand, and another smack echoes through the room. This time, I feel my inner walls contract in response. Oh, I like that very much.

“Again,” I keep reciting the command like a spell as I fall deeper and deeper into the thralls of a new form of pleasure. Releasing one of my hands from the headboard, I viciously rub my c**t feeling so much from so many different places, that it’s consuming me in a way I’ve never known before.

My orgasm is building and I’m about to come, but I’m higher than I’ve ever been and the fall is going to be incredible. “Yes, I’m—coming, yes!”

Everything around me starts crashing down and I’m completely overwhelmed. My whole body is vibrating and all my other senses have been muted. I can only feel as my insides continue to implode while I’m still being railed by this f*****g magic c**k.

Suddenly a weight falls over me as he comes undone and I’m too weak to hold us both up. We fall in a tangled mess to the mattress and I don’t know how long we stay there, waiting for our breathing to return to normal.

“Holy f**k,” I eventually manage to get out.

“Yeah,” he agrees through labored breaths.