“Move!” I shouted at him and flexed my muscles around his shaft.
He breathed heavily into my ear, groaning as I massaged his cock like he massaged my back last night. Godrick growled and placed his hand on the back of my neck, squeezing it in a warning. He was telling me to stop, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to suck him in deep, to feel him in my soul, to feel his come warm me. I was so needy. Something broke yesterday inside me, the last of my resolve and fight against Godrick crumbled to the ground, and now I wanted him—all of him.
And this tease of his cock was only making me angrier and wetter all at the same time.
“Don’t tell me what to do. Remember who is in charge here.” Godrick kept his hand on the back column of my neck and then his palm hit my ass so hard, the sting made my ears ring. “I think I’ll give you fifteen. Can you handle it?” He rocked, but the thrusts were soft and shallow, not enough to get me off but enough to make me wiggle and writhe against him, whimpering.
I truly had no idea if I could handle it, but I knew I wanted to try. I came from five slaps; I wondered how many times I’d come from fifteen. I readied myself for the pain, for the burn, for the delicious sting that calmed a darker need inside me that I didn’t know existed.
Smack.
My body shuttered.
Smack.
A light sheen of sweat broke over my skin.
Smack.
My ass started to sting.
Smack.
I begged for mercy.
Smack.
Tears fell from the corners of my eye as the pain almost became unbearable.
Smack.
And then everything went numb.
Smack.
My body floated. I felt lightheaded.
“You’re so wet, baby. Fuck, I’m close already.”
I was soaked. I was on the verge of coming too. Godrick stayed true to his word and didn’t thrust in and out of me. For the most part, he stayed completely still.
Smack.
And I shattered, crying out as I came, squirting nectar onto his dick.
“Oh, yeah, baby. That’s it. Give me all of it. Can you give me another?” he asked, only to bring his hand down on my ass again, the loud, abrasive sound bounced off the walls and my insides quivered. The after tremors of my previous orgasm shook me still, and the last smack against me made another orgasm build.
With every slap, my clit rubbe
d against the bed. It was hot in here. I couldn’t breathe. I started to feel dizzy.
I didn’t feel like that few slaps, my body was too numb, but the last one…the last one was hard to miss because he used both palms.
And it ignited a roaring orgasmic blaze. Darkness crept in on the edge of my vision until I couldn’t see anything. I blacked out.
I woke up a few seconds later with a worried Godrick hovering over me, his cheeks red and flushed with sweat. My pussy was wetter than usual, so I knew I missed his orgasm, which was a shame because I loved watching him come. I loved feeling the first splash of his seed inside me, and I missed it.
“Lucy?” He pushed my hair back with his hand. “There you are. Are you okay? Was it too much?”