601 Twilight Ln. by Kat Baxter

Chapter 8

Austin

My dick is so hard, I’m surprised I haven’t already come in my pants. That would be embarrassing, but this woman turns me on like no one ever has before. And the sight of that dress molded to her breasts, completely see-through for all intents and purposes, is driving me crazy. I want to pull her into my lap and let her ride me all the way home.

We don’t talk as we drive to my house, and I know I need to get myself under control so I don’t move too fast. Yes, we’re technically married and yes, I’m pretty sure she wants me, too, but she didn’t really pick me. I don’t want to take advantage of the situation.

But fuck me, do I want her.

Even more than that, though, I want her to be on the same page as me. I want her to want me the way I want her. A soul deep craving that can’t be denied.

Thankfully we can get into my house without getting any wetter because of my garage. When we get to the door that enters in through my laundry room, I pick Selina up in my arms.

“What are you doing?”

“Carrying my bride across the threshold.”

She rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling. “You’re crazy.”

About you.

But I don’t say it out loud, because somehow I know she’s not ready to hear it. I close the door behind us, then let her slide down my body. It’s not the right move, or maybe it’s the exact right one, because she moans as her tits brush across my chest.

I spin her around, pinning her back to the door and kiss her. I don’t hold anything back, licking into her mouth and sliding my tongue against hers. I reach down and grab her thighs and pick her up so she has to wrap her legs around my waist. I can feel the heat from pussy through our wet clothes.

I rock into her and she whimpers. I force myself to end the kiss, resting my forehead against hers. We’re both breathing heavy.

“Selina,” I say. “I want you. So fucking bad. But I need to hear the words. If you want me to stop, I will. We can go to separate rooms.”

Her hands tighten on my shoulders. “I want you, too.”

I lean back so I can see her face. “Say it again.”

“I want you, Austin.”

I growl and kiss her again, hard, possessively, fiercely. Then I pull us away from the door and walk to my bedroom. She kicks off her shoes as we move through the house. When we get to the bedroom, I set her down and pull my shirt over my head.

“Are you cold?” I ask her.

She shakes her head. “No, but I am ready to be out of these wet clothes.” She unties the strap at her waist and the dress falls open, then she unties a hidden one and it falls off her shoulders onto the floor, leaving her in nothing but a white push-up bra and matching white panties. They’re both translucent because of the rain.

Her breasts are full and heavy with large aureoles and diamond-hard nipples. Through her panties, I can see a small thatch of dark hair.

“You’re so fucking perfect.”

“I’m hardly perfect.”

I unfasten my jeans. “You look perfect to me.” There are tiny birds that angle up her waist and spread to beneath the opposite breast. I shove my jeans down my hips and kick them off, along with my shoes and socks.

She licks her lips and walks towards me. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to do since this morning.”

“Whatever you want to do to me, I’m game.”

She arches a brow.

I laugh.

She puts her hands on my stomach, then walks behind me, dragging her fingers against my skin. Her touch fucking lights me up and I get even harder, which at this point, I thought was impossible. Pre-cum leaks from the tip of my dick and I grip my shaft through the cotton of my boxers.

Those small, delicate hands cup my ass and I groan. Then she slides fingers beneath my waistband and pulls off my underwear.

“Goddamn, Boy Scout, that is one fine ass.” Now she cups my bare skin and goosebumps spread all over my body. “I kinda want to bite it.”

I squeeze my eyes shut, pretty sure that if she bites my ass I might come all over myself. I glance at her over my shoulder. “Were you checking out my ass in the hotel room?”

“Yeah, I was. It’s the best ass I’ve ever seen.”

I want to ask her how many asses she has seen, but in reality, I don’t want to know. And, it doesn’t matter. She’s here with me now and that’s all I care about.

She walks back around me and then reaches behind her to unhook her bra. The straps slide down her arms, then the garment falls to her feet.

I’m not fully prepared for the perfection of her bare tits. I reach up and cup them, weighing them in my palms and recognizing instantly that they fit perfectly.

“I want to fuck these tits.”

She closes her eyes and her head leans back. A small throaty growl comes from her as she arches into my touch.

“Get on the bed,” I tell her.

There’s no hesitation in her as she moves to the bed, then crawls to the center of it. She lifts her body up on her elbows and stares at me, her hungry eyes traveling down my naked body. Her gaze locks on my cock and I grip it, shuttling my hand up and down my shaft slowly.

“I’ve got to fucking taste you.” I’m on her then, shouldering my way between her thighs. She’s still wearing her wet panties and the view of her pubic hairs and outline of her labia is nearly obscene. It’s so damn hot.

I run my nose up the center of her, inhaling her rich musky scent. I lick her over the thin fabric, zeroing in on her slit, then moving to her clit.

Her fingers are gripping the bedding beneath her.

“More, I need more,” she says.

I pull her panties to the side and lick her bare skin, sliding my tongue inside her hot, slick channel. She bucks into my mouth and her fingers scrape against my scalp as she grabs my head.

Now, I need more. I lean up and grab her panties and rip them in half, tearing them from her body. Then I spread her out, taking my time to look at the most gorgeous pussy I’ve ever seen.

“Fuck, sweet girl. You’re going to ruin me.” Then I bury my face between her legs. I don’t give her any reprieve. I suck her clit into my mouth, and push two fingers inside of her. I curve them upward, finding that rough patch and I press. She nearly levitates off the bed.

She’s chanting words, but I can’t seem to focus on any of them because all I can think about is her pussy. The taste, the scent, the feel, it’s heaven for my senses.

“Austin! Yes, right there. Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.” And then she does, her body tightening around my fingers, her clit pulsing against my tongue.

I give her one last lick, then I climb up her body. I stop and give her tits some attention because I can’t not put my mouth on them for one more second. I cup one breast and suck the other into my mouth.

Her pelvis thrusts up to meet my body. Briefly I feel the warm wetness of her pussy brush against my cock.

I can’t wait any longer. I line myself up against her entrance, then I shove in. Fuck me, she’s tight. Crazy tight. I release her breast and look at her face and her eyes are squeezed shut.

My heart tightens and a knot forms in my stomach. Shit!

“Selina, baby, look at me. Open your eyes.”

It takes her a few beats, but she does, focusing those brown eyes on me.

“Were you a virgin?”

“Does it matter?”

“Well, fuck, yes, it matters. I would have been more gentle. Christ, am I hurting you?”

“It pinches a little, but I’m adjusting.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No, I don’t want you to stop.” Her legs wrap around my waist. “Please don’t stop.”

I lean down and kiss her before slowly pulling myself back, then easing back in. She’s wet enough, but I wouldn’t have plowed into her had I know. She feels so good, too good. Like this pussy was made especially for my dick.

She pulls from the kiss. “Oh, that feels good. Really, really good.”

“You feel amazing, sweet girl. So fucking tight around my cock. You’re driving me insane. So goddamn wet.” And then it hits me, I still again. “Condom.”

She shakes her head. “No, I don’t want that. I’m on the pill so we’re safe.”

I nod. “I’m clean, Selina. Shit, I’m sorry, we should have talked about some of this.”

“Please just fuck me.”

“Okay, baby.” I lean up on my arms and move one of her legs so it’s angled up. This allows me to penetrate her deeper and hopefully rub against her g-spot with my thrusts.

“Yes!” Her head arches back onto the bed and I know I’ve hit the right spot.

I need her to come before I blow my load though because I’ve already fucked up so much of this, I need to at least get that part right.

“Please don’t stop,” she pants.

Nothing could make me stop at this point. This woman is mine. All mine. I increase my speed and I feel the muscles around my dick start to contract.

She yells my name as her body convulses all around me. I let myself go then, painting the insides of her body with my come, staking my claim.