Trick Me Twice

“I like your roughness,” I admitted, my voice the quietest whisper.

“I know you do. You have a dark side, don’t you, my little trickster?” He kissed down my jaw and pulled my bottom lip between his teeth before releasing it. “Tonight, though, this is me making up for all the times I fucked up and showing you how much I want you.”

My legs fell open as he pushed one finger inside me, then another, slowly moving them in and out. A soft moan escaped my lips.

“There. Does that feel good, baby?”

“Yes.” I wrapped my arms around his strong body, going for the bottom of his T-shirt to lift it so I could feel his skin next to me.

“Not now. I might lose control, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

What could I even say to that?

He made his way back down my body, all the while keeping up the slow, lazy movements of his fingers pumping in and out of me, until I was gasping for breath. Pausing between my legs, his breath hot on my clit, he slid his fingers out and sucked them into his mouth. “You taste so fucking sweet.” Lowering his head, he licked along the length of my soaked slit, and…fuck.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” I moaned, my hands going to his head as his tongue delved inside me, his thumb going to my clit. “Oh fuck.”

He hooked my leg over his shoulder, opening me up to him more, and he stroked his tongue across me again, sliding his finger back inside. He took my clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it, and at the same time added another finger, curling them inside me.

The combined sensations built inside me, until I shattered with the most blinding, breathless, full-body orgasm I’d ever experienced in my life. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, my whole body shaking with the intensity.

“Fuck, Rai. You’re so sexy when you come for me.” I blinked, becoming aware of where I was again, and looking down to see Carter looking up at me, his autumn eyes sparking, his pupils dilated more than I’d ever seen them before. My wetness was all over his mouth and chin, and I was suddenly embarrassed.

“I-I…”

He silenced me by crawling up my body, slanting his lips over mine. When our mouths met, I tasted myself on his lips, and I kissed him harder, my hands running all over the muscles of his back.

“Carter.” I broke away from him with an effort, and he stared down at me. I could feel his hardness between my legs, and my eyes lowered. “Should I…?”

His heavy-lidded gaze met mine. “Fuc

k… Do you want to?”

I really did. “Yes.”

“I might…” His voice came out low and hoarse. “I might get rough with you. I’ll try not to, but I can’t make any promises.” He brushed my hair off my face, running his fingers through the length of the strands. “Can you handle it if I do?”

I nodded, although I honestly wasn’t sure. Could I handle someone like Carter? Experienced and powerful, with this darker side that he kept hidden?

The thing was, though? I liked that side of him.

“I want to do this.” Sliding my hand down between us, I moved it to the bulge in his jeans and squeezed lightly. He groaned and lifted himself off me, moving to the edge of the bed and standing.

“Tell me if you want me to stop at any time, okay?” His eyes searched mine, waiting.

I nodded my assent, and then I made my way to the edge of the bed.

A blackness had come into his gaze, and I could see the monster that he kept leashed, pacing behind his eyes, ready to come out and play. “On the floor.”

I should’ve been scared. I was scared. The kind of thrill of fear when you get to the top of a roller coaster, just waiting for the drop. My hands went to the top button of his jeans, and he swallowed thickly. With shaking hands, I unbuttoned his jeans, and then his hard cock was right in front of my face, straining against his boxers. There was a darker patch where his precum had already soaked through, and I ran my finger lightly over it. My sexual experience was limited to hand jobs, but I was going to attempt to do whatever I could to make it feel good for him.

“Stop teasing.” His hands came down to grip my hair. I eased down his boxers and stared at his cock. This time we weren’t in a dark classroom, and I drank him in. I’d always thought penises were ugly, but his was beautiful. Steel, veined, precum glistening at the tip, and as I wrapped my hands around it, the skin was so soft underneath my fingers, a complete contrast to the hardness underneath.

Dipping my head, I tentatively ran my tongue across the tip, tasting his salty flavour, and he let out a long, low groan. “More, baby.” He pushed my head forwards, and I opened my mouth as wide as I could, taking the entire tip into my mouth. How did people fit the whole thing in? I dipped my head at the same time he pushed me forwards, taking more of him into my mouth, until he hit the back of my throat and I had to fight the sudden urge to gag. He let me pull my head back slightly, and I ran my tongue over his shaft, hoping that he was enjoying it.

I was suddenly pulled backwards and fell to the floor in shock. Wide-eyed, I stared up at him, as he looked down at me, breathing heavily. What had I done wrong? My stomach churned, and I cringed away from him.

“Fuck, Rai. Your…fuck. I was about to blow my load after five seconds of being in your hot little mouth.”