Something for the Pain (Pain 2)

Gripping her thighs, I pull her body down until her ass is resting at the bottom of my bed. Then I kneel down on the carpet and run my hands up the inside of her legs, before spreading them wide open. Biting my bottom lip and growling, I yank her body even closer to mine with so much desperation that Lucas must think I’m crazy, but I don’t care. I have to taste her, to feel her warmth against my tongue.

Yanking my shirt over my head, I steel my jaw at Lucas and toss it down beside me. He looks like a fucking kid on Christmas morning. I hate the way that he’s watching this. I hate that fucking look in his eyes, but it’s about to change once I get started. He may enjoy this . . . at first.

Looking up at Tripp, I keep my eyes on hers while leaning in to press my lips against the inside of her right thigh. I feel her leg jerk as her head leans back and her hands reach out to grip the blanket. It’s almost as if she can’t handle me touching her there. I want to see her reaction again, so I run my lip up her thigh, getting higher and higher, until I’m just below her panty line. I kiss her inner thigh and then gently bite it, leaving a wet but shallow teeth mark behind.

This time her whole body jerks and a small moan sounds from her delicate lips. I love that sound coming from her lips, and knowing that I caused it . . . makes me love it even more.

Fuck me . . .

I lean in and kiss her panty-covered pussy, before pulling her so close that her legs are practically wrapped around my neck. Then with a growl that is sure to vibrate through her pussy, I press my mouth against her heat and suck her lips through the thin fabric.

“Shit,” she moans. “Alex . . . that . . . that feels . . . crap.” She grips the blanket tighter as I pull her clit between my teeth and play with it, before breathing heavily against her wet pussy. Between my mouth and her arousal, her panties are soaking fucking wet.

I can see her chest rise and fall with every breath she takes, letting me know by the rhythm that she probably wants it just as much as I do, possibly for as long too. I can’t believe that it’s actually about to happen. Maybe not for the reason I expected, and a little different than I imagined, but still happening. This moment is ours.

That thought has me so wound up I tear her panties from her body. Biting my bottom lip and quickly releasing with a deep growl, I swipe my tongue out and allow it to trail up the inside of her thigh, teasing her with my mouth again. I can already see her juices dripping, and all I want to do is lick her clean, to show her what I’m willing to do to her. I’ll give this woman anything and everything she ever fucking wanted or wants. I’m just not sure if she wants that outside of tonight.

Grasping her thighs in my hands, I push her legs at an outward angle toward her breasts for better access. The sight of her pussy open for me is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and the thought of another man seeing it surprisingly angers the fuck out of me.

I slowly trail my tongue through the wetness of her pussy, spreading it upward, and torturing her clit with the tip of my barbell. She moans long and deep, and her whole body shakes with pleasure as I lightly suck her clit into my mouth for the first time, at the same time I slip a finger into her tight cunt.

I suck and lick while moving my finger in and out in a slow, consistent motion, never losing rhythm. The way her hips are grinding against my face and her hands gripping my hair, I know that she is about to lose it, even faster than I expected. A sense of pride has me smiling against her pussy for a second.

My eyes veer to Lucas. The way that he is sitting up straight and watching with hard eyes, tells me that he’s never seen Tripp react this way to the sexual pleasure he’s been giving her. This is his chance to learn a thing or two. That still doesn’t mean she’ll do this for him. . . . In fact, I hope she doesn’t.

“I’m coming . . . Alex!” Her hands dig into my hair and her legs squeeze my face so tightly that I can barely breathe. I bear it, and just squeeze her thighs as I suck her clit into my mouth while her orgasm rides out, showing me from the intensity that she has definitely wanted this to happen with us for a while. She’s been imagining this moment for at least the past week. That’s good enough for me.

Once her body stops shaking, I reach up and grab her wrists, while looking up to meet her eyes. She looks down at me, breathing heavily, trying hard to catch her breath.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Picking her up, I lay her back down on the bed, before crawling above her and placing my palm to her cheek, allowing myself the pleasure of seeing her flushed face and chest. Without hesitation she leans into it, and kisses it gently, but then as if she just realized what she did, she turns her face away, clearly embarrassed to show me affection.

“Don’t turn away from me, Tripp. Never turn away from me.” I grab her chin and turn it up to look at me. Her eyes meet mine as she looks up at me in silence, her face still red. “In this moment, I want you to do anything and everything that you want. This is our moment . . . together. Understand?”

Nodding her head, she smiles small, before turning her head to look at Lucas in the corner of the room.

Running both my hands through her hair, I pull her attention back to me. “Lucas doesn’t exist right now, babe. This was his idea, remember,” I whisper against her lips. “It’s Alex and Tripp . . .”

My words must set her off, because before I know it her arms wrap around my neck and she pulls me down so hard that our heads slam into each other’s. It doesn’t slow us down though. Her lips eagerly claim mine as if her life depends on it, and she bites me so damn hard that I can taste blood. Fuck me, it’s hot.

I sit back on my knees, before pulling her up to hers, and then grab the bottom of her dress to work on stripping her, while keeping my lips against hers. Once her dress reaches her head, I release her lips long enough to pull it off and throw it in Lucas’ direction, before claiming her as mine once again.

She tastes so damn good that I never want to stop kissing her. This test is going to be harder than I imagined.

Pulling away from the kiss, I take a second to admire her body and let her know just how beautiful she is to me. The only thing left to remove is her bra, and watching her tits fall out in all their perfection is going to make me lose my shit. I got a glimpse of them in the pool that night and I haven’t been able to erase them from my memory since.

Reaching behind her with one hand, I undo her bra, watching as it falls down the front of her arms and catches, before she wiggles her way out of it, letting me remove it completely.