Serve Me

“Chelsea,” I murmured lowly.

I felt magnetized toward her, and before I knew it, I was crashing my lips against hers. Her hands flew to my hair and my hands sunk to her plump ass, and when I raised her up into my body, she hooked her legs around my waist. I wanted to bury myself inside her sweet pussy, and when I turned around and headed for the bed, I missed and crashed us into a wall.

Her lips were all over me: my neck, my ear, my chest. Her hands were ripped my clothes off, and I could feel my dick pulsating against her leg, a

nd all I knew was that I wanted to take her. I wanted to feel her as much as I could before she left me again, and I was willing to risk my entire mental stability to do so.

I was in love with Chelsea, and I wanted to devour her every chance I got.

I reached between us and undid the buckle of my jeans, and when I pushed my pants down to my knees, my fingertips made my way between her legs. She was bare underneath her robe, and I could feel her essence slicking my fingers, and when I opened my eyes, I saw her pupils blown wide with lust.

“Take me,” she whispered lightly.

I lined myself up with her entrance and slid in without an issue. She groaned and lobbed her head back onto the wall, and I set a steady pace. She wrapped her legs around my waist and my hands planted into the wall, and her lips peppered my neck and chest with her warm, plump lips that I wanted to desperately be wrapped around my dick. I rolled my hips into hers and felt her walls fluttering around my thick cock, and when my hands traveled down her naked body, I landed right onto her erect nipples. I rolled them in between my fingers and watched her body shake for me, and I knew she was already approaching her end faster than she could process it.

“Oh, god. Flynn. Jesus, right-... yes. Right there. Oh, God, please don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

I slammed into her body and felt her juices dripping down my dick, and she dug her fingertips into my back and buried her face into my neck. She moaned my name while her pussy clenched around my cock, and when she finally came down from her high, I slipped out of her tight cavern and slowly carried her over to the bed.

“I want your lips around my cock, Chelsea,” I groaned.

She got onto her knees and licked a stripe up my cock that was glistening with her juices, and when she finally allowed me entrance into the warmth of her mouth I had to lay my head back onto the bed. Her mouth was so warm, and the back of her throat felt so wonderful, and I wound my fingers into the tendrils of her hair while she sucked the like from my dick.

“Jesus, Chelsea. Oh, yeah.”

Her tongue swirled around the tip of my leaking dick, and I already felt my balls curling up into my body, but when she moaned around my cock, it threw me over the edge.

“Chelsea! Oh-... fuck, Chelsea. Yeah, baby. Oh, God!”

I pumped my cum into her mouth, and she gobbled it up without a sound, and when I looked up at her, she was already crawling up my body.

“I want you, Flynn,” she desperately whispered.

Her swollen pussy hovered above my still-hard cock, and when she slowly lowered herself on it, she dropped her robe and showed me her bare, smooth body. My hands flew to her hips while her head lobbed back in pleasure, and as she rode my dick, I watched her clit slowly swell in front of my eyes.

The pad of my thumb made its way to her swollen nub, and I drew lustful patterns along her skin while her body bucked wildly against mine. Her hair flew around her face, and her features were contorted in pleasure, and I committed every single part of her to memory.

“Ride that dick, Chelsea. Dear God-”

“Yes, Flynn. You’re so big… and you fill me so well.”

I felt her walls fluttering around my thick dick yet again, and when she fell over the edge, her pulsating pussy pulled me deeper and deeper into her body. Her hands planted onto my chest, and she was heaving for air, and while I was still inside of her with her juices dripping down my empty balls, I wrapped my arms around her and held her close.

I breathed in her scent and committed every single attribute of hers to memory. I ran my fingertips up and down her back while her body still shook with her earth-shattering orgasm, and when I finally felt her calm down in my arms, I turned my head and pressed a kiss to her ear.

“Get some rest,” I whispered to her.

And all she gave me in return was a sleepy nod into the crook of my neck.

Chapter 16: Chelsea

I shuffled around and stretched that morning, and when my arm came down something behind me groaned. I felt a tightening in my abdomen before something pushed into the crook of my neck, and when I felt Flynn’s lips pucker against my skin, I couldn’t help but smile. Every morning I woke up in his arms, and every morning I woke up with a smile on my face. He was strong and somehow pliable against my skin, and every time he smiled into my shoulder I couldn’t help but feel the goosebumps that rose all along the small of my back.

I shifted in his arms, and he groaned his disapproval, and it made me giggle when I shifted around to face him.

“Don’t go,” he croaked.

I kissed the tip of his nose and let the words fall from my lips just before the tug of guilt settled onto my morning-hazed mind.