I take it from him and squeeze some onto the palm of my hand as his go back under my ass and he lifts me in the air, shoving me against the wall.
“It’s Coconut oil. It has many purposes, but tonight…”
King chuckles against the corner of my neck. “Tonight, it’s going in your ass.” He lifts me further and swipes the balm off my hand. “Chill.”
I do as I’m told and feel myself loosen around his thumb.
He bites my lower lip and sucks it into his mouth, the friction from his lower belly against my clit and his thumb in my ass, opening a new portal of pleasure. I start to grind against him, his mouth on my neck again, right below my ear. “Ready?” he growls heavily into my ear.
I nod frantically, wanting this. Any way that I can have him. His thumb extracts, and then he’s slipping two fingers in, stretching me further, and then three fingers. I whimper in the confusing sensations that are seizing me, holding me hostage.
I can feel his fingers back inside of me, curling before he rubs some of my wetness onto his cock. He brings the palm of his hand up to his mouth, his eyes remaining on mine as he spits on it and rubs his saliva over himself and at the entrance of my ass.
His lips come to mine, and he grins. “Always was going to be the first.” His cock forces itself inside of my ass, and I scream, my nails clawing into his shoulders.
“Jesus, fuck,” he whispers, but not stopping until it’s all the way in. “You good?”
I nod, swiping the tears that have pinched out of my eyes.
He starts pumping in and out, and after some time, I find myself convulsing around him. His finger comes to my clit as his cock thrashes inside of me relentlessly. I can feel myself chasing that high, like a junkie to the climb and a slave to the fall. I wrap my arms around him as King bounces me up against the wall, my head smashing against it. He lowers his head and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, pulling it between his teeth and grazing it. A guttural scream rips out of me as I finally catch my orgasm and ride it to the end. I feel his cock throb inside, but he drops me back to the ground and pulls me closer to the bed.
He hooks his fingers into mine as he lies back. “Ride me.”
“What?” I exhale, trying to hide the fact that I’m tired as shit, and my limbs are weak. “As in with my pussy?”
He rolls his eyes and brings his finger to my slit. His finger slips inside and swirls. “Really wish I could give you a double penetration experience, Little Bird, but the thought of another cock anywhere near you damn near makes me violent.”
I freeze, crawling up the bed as he lies back down. I’m throwing my leg over him and sinking onto his dick when I lean over and brush my lips over his. “I don’t want any other cock near me, so I’ll pass.” I ride him slowly as he groans, his hands coming to my waist.
“Speed up.” It’s not a question; it’s an order.
I don’t. I need a second to catch up because he just made me orgasm, and I need a damn minute. When I don’t listen, he takes charge again, lifting me off his dick and smashing me back down. His other hand snakes up my back as he yanks me down on top of him, his lips coming to mine.
He growls and flips me over until he’s on top of me now, hiking my leg up to his hip. He circles into me slowly, his thrust every bit powerful. His lips never move, his tongue on mine like a hungry category five hurricane, threatening to kill everyone in its path. He rides me until my legs shake. I can barely lift them higher. The only time he breaks the kiss is to drop his forehead onto mine, eyes directly on mine, his sweat dripping from the tip of his nose and onto my mouth. I lick it up, bringing my hands to his face. Before I can analyze what the hell it is that we’re doing, I’m squeezing around his cock again, my constraint on how much I can physically handle slowly snapping as I ride through my second orgasm and then come down.
This time he’s losing the fight against his control. “Fuck,” he moans into my mouth. It’s brutally soft and could well be my undoing. I clench around him again as he picks up speed, his mouth back on mine. Whimpers fall from my mouth as I feel my clit swell.
“Let go, baby. For me,” he whispers, his voice strained. As if on cue, I release around him, this time when I come, I don’t scream. I weep into his neck, damn fucking tears almost stinging my eyes. His cock jerks inside of me as he growls through his release. “Fuck!” He pulls out softly after, rolling onto his back with one arm shading his eyes. “Yeah, I’m nowhere near done with you.”