Something for the Pain (Pain 2)

“Just for tonight,” she repeats behind me, breathing out, sounding desperate. “We can both handle one more time. Right?”

I don’t answer her, because well . . . I don’t know the answer, but I can’t worry about it at the moment.

Rolling her over on her back, I move over her, and slip my body between her legs, spreading them with my knees until my erection is pressing against her heat. I wet my lips, before roughly biting the bottom one and then lift Tripp to strip her of her shirt.

A deep growl escapes me as her beautiful breasts fall from the fabric of her shirt, just waiting to be sucked and licked by me. “So fucking beautiful . . .”

Grabbing her wrists, I hold them above her head while laying her back down and gently tugging on her right nipple with my teeth. Her body instantly reacts to it, pushing up to reach my mouth again as I pull away.

“Don’t stop.” Her arm wraps around my neck and she pulls me down until my face is planted between her breasts, her back arched off the bed. “I want to feel your mouth on me. It feels so good, Stud.”

Hearing her use her nickname for me causes my dick to somehow harden even more. It reminds me that the woman I’m about to sink into is my best friend: Tripp Daniels. I never thought this would happen; yet here I am between her beautiful legs for the second time this week.

Flicking my tongue out, I run it between her breasts, before finding her left nipple and sucking it into my mouth, teasing it with my barbell.

“Alex . . . mmm . . .” She moves her hands up to my hair and tangles her fingers in it, then pulls. I will never be able to handle her hands in my hair again after this. Shit . . .”Lower,” she whispers, pushing down on my head. “Please . . . keep going. I need you to taste me.”

Looking up at her, I run my tongue down her body, not stopping until I reach her throbbing, wet pussy. “You want my mouth here, Firecracker?” I slip my finger beneath her panties and run my finger between her slick folds. “You want me to taste you until you come again?”

Sexually frustrated, she tugs on my hair and growls at me as I slip my finger inside her tight cunt. “Yes . . . yes . . . Alex.” I pump in and out of her, causing her hips to buck off the bed. “Shit . . .” She pulls my hair so hard that I have to clench my jaw through the pain, but it only fucking makes me want her more. This woman can hurt me all she wants and I’ll still give her anything she asks for.

“You asked for it, babe.” Smirking, I pull out my fingers and rip her panties down her legs, tossing them aside, before burying my face between her thighs and sucking her clit so hard that she screams.

I’m going to eat her pussy so damn good that my mouth on her sweet spot will be the only thing she can think about while having sex with Lucas, or any other man for that matter. When she comes it will be to thoughts of my tongue tasting her in ways that no other man is capable of coming close to. It will be because of her best friend, the man that fucking knows her better than anyone else. Sorry fuckers . . .

Licking her pussy from the bottom of her slit to the top, I cause her to grip the bed sheets and moan out, preparing for me to make her explode. When she has a good grip, I place my mouth around her clit and suck, before swirling my tongue around it, being sure to use every fucking inch of my tongue. I want to taste her like I want to fucking breathe.

I lick her slow and steady, before dipping lower and fucking her with my tongue. After only a few seconds I feel her thighs already starting to shake, so I pull my tongue out, run it along her pussy, and suction her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue up and down in a steady rhythm.

“Ah. . . . Mmmm. . . . Fuck me. Alex! Aleeeex!” Her thighs tighten around my head, squeezing just as hard, or maybe even harder than last time. “Oh my God . . . I can’t . . . I can’t take it.”

Her hands find my hair again and pull. I love it. I’ve never loved someone’s hands in my hair so much before. I need to be inside Tripp right fucking now, and I don’t care how desperate she knows I am for her either.

With quickness, I strip out of my boxer briefs and slide between her legs, gripping her thigh with one hand and the back of her neck with the other.

“Fuck, Tripp . . . I want to be inside of you more than I’ve ever wanted to be inside of another woman before. If this is the last time . . .” I stop to gently kiss her lips, biting the bottom one as I pull away and look her in the eyes. “Let’s make it count,” I whisper.

Her eyes widen as she realizes where I’m going with this. I’m just waiting for her to say no or freak out, but she doesn’t. It looks like I’ll be her first for something once again, and I hope she knows that she’s my first as well . . .

“You sure, babe?”

She nods her head. “Yes, Alex. I’m more than sure. There’s no one I trust more than you. I just need you right now.”

Squeezing her thigh, I slowly sink into her, stopping when I’m as deep as I can go. Feeling her warm, wet pussy squeezing my dick is almost enough to make me blow; not to mention the look of pure satisfaction on her beautiful face, knowing exactly what this moment means.

I’m the first man to be inside her like this and it is driving me fucking wild. My cock is the first one to fill her bare and I hope that she never forgets this moment. I won’t . . .

We both moan as I slowly pull out, wait a second, and then slam into her, taking her as deep as I can. I want her to feel every single inch of my bare dick inside of her.

“Fuck, Tripp . . .” I run my thumb over her face and smile down at her, flashing her my innocent dimples that she loves. “I’m happy as fuck to be the first man inside you like this. I’d be lying if I said otherwise.”

Her hands dig into my back as I begin pumping inside of her. “And I’d be lying if I said I haven’t dreamt of that person being you,” she says against my neck.

Looking down at her, I tilt her chin up until her eyes meet mine. Her words shocked me. I had no idea she even thought about us being sexual until Lucas brought it up. “Is that true, Tripp?” She tries to turn away, but I squeeze her chin, stopping her. “Is it?”

“Yes,” she admits.

I ask the one question that I’m afraid is going to ruin me. “For how long? How long have you wanted me like this?”

“Alex . . .” she says softly. “I don’t want to do this right now. It doesn’t matter.”