Perfect Chaos
“I’ll have to do my famous chicken in white wine sauce, though,” she muses. “And maybe a crumble instead of a pie.”
“Okay, Mum.” I direct her out. “Speak in the morning.”
“Yes, darling.” She turns and waves at Lainey as I hand her the bag. “See you soon, Lainey.”
“Bye, Mrs. Christianson.”
I shut the door and collapse against it, exhausted. “I’m so sorry about that.”
“She’s adorable.” Lainey laughs.
“Adorably sneaky.”
“So”—she levels an accusing stare on me—“a lot of effort went into that romantic meal for two, then.”
My brain is refusing to feed my mouth with a smart answer. So I shrug, my face twisting.
“And there was me thinking I was special.” She pouts teasingly, and I’m across the room in the blink of an eye, ripping her dress from her body and getting the chore of removing her underwear done while I’m there. Once she’s gloriously naked, looking a little startled, I dip, tossing her up over my shoulder. “Tyler,” she squeals, laughing as I run to my bedroom, keen to pick up where we left off. I toss her on my bed and dive on after her, finding her wrists and pinning her down. Her ponytail is a sexy mess, some loose strands covering her face, so I blow them away and wait for her to open her eyes. Her heavy breaths spread across my face as her lids slowly peel open.
“Tonight hasn’t exactly gone to plan,” I admit, kissing the corner of her mouth.
“Oh, I don’t know.” She curls her arms around my shoulders when I release her wrists, nuzzling into my kiss. “I have a feeling we’re about to get back on track.” Her forehead rests on mine and our eyes meet.
And I’m pretty sure my world just flipped. And my heart definitely pinged. “You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, feeling compelled to tell her, though I’m certain she must get told daily. But not by me. Given the opportunity, I would, though. Every day. Christ, what’s happening to me?
“Get your clothes off, Ty,” she demands, reaching down to the bottom of my T-shirt and wrestling it up my body. “You’ve kept me waiting long enough.”
“You’re an impatient little thing, aren’t you?” I sit up, pulling Lainey up with me, and lift my arms for her. She tosses my T-shirt aside and rests her hands on my pecs, dropping her mouth to the center of my chest. My head drops back, my eyes closing, the feel of her mouth working over my chest blissing me out totally. I fill my lungs, holding the back of her head. “Don’t mind me.” I exhale and let her do her thing, and her thing is to push me to my back and straddle me.
“I won’t,” she breathes, circling her tongue around my nipple, biting down.
“Easy.” I tense, draping my arms across my face. “Be gentle with me.” I feel her smile against my skin, her hands working my fly and pushing my jeans down my thighs, taking my boxers with them. “Fuck.” I jerk when she licks up my shaft. “Lainey.”
A firm palm wraps around my cock and squeezes. I start to sweat. “Shh, Ty,” she murmurs, kissing the tip delicately. I look down my body, finding Lainey has made herself comfortable between my thighs. She smiles up at me, her tongue darting out and swirling around the pulsing head of my dick. “Fucking hell.” I drop my head back and cover my face with my palms as she takes me in her warm, fucking beautiful mouth, and slides all the way down to my base. I groan, forcing myself to remain still as not to disturb her flow. “Your mouth feels amazing around me.”
She drags her teeth up my flesh and plunges, moaning around my hardness, working up a delectable rhythm, up and down, smooth and steady. The rush of pleasure has my muscles tensing inch by inch, until I’m completely rigid on the bed, bracing myself for an orgasm to beat all orgasms.
“Lainey,” I warn, feeling myself go past the point of return. My release is bubbling, traveling up my cock. “Lainey, I’m going to come.” Her sucks become firmer, her rhythm faster. “Shit.” I grab her hair and start thrusting into her mouth, holding my breath.
“Hmm,” she hums, the vibrations tickling, pushing me closer to the edge. Her mouth glides lazily to the end of my swelling cock and kisses deeply, and then she lifts up slightly, positioning her breasts over my groin, and holds my dick between her boobs. The sight, oh the fucking sight, shoves me over the edge, and I jack up off the bed, my climax hitting me with such intensity, it almost hurts.
My release explodes, coating Lainey’s upper body far and wide. “Jesus.” I convulse, the pleasure ripping through me wickedly while she smiles at me, satisfied, her upper body thrusting gently, my cock encased by her boobs being stroked softly through my climax. I start to shake, having to close my eyes and try to gather myself. Holy shit, I’m useless, my body in shock. And it’s the best feeling ever.