Changing the Rules
Page 10
“Relax sweetheart,” he whispered against her swollen mouth before bending his head to once again capture a nipple through the thin material of her t-shirt.
She gasped at the pull of his mouth on her breast and barely felt his further intrusion into her ass. When he began moving smoothly in an out with one finger she relaxed against him, her head on his chest. She concentrated on forcing air in and out of her lungs. A matching finger plunging into her pussy soon joined the twisting finger in her ass. The two together drove her over the edge she had been trying to reach since his first touch. She clenched her teeth to keep the scream from escaping her parted lips as her orgasm washed over her. Her head felt heavy as she came down from her incredible high. Her body was still pulsing. She wanted more. Much more.
“See I told you I’d let you cum,” Dylan said as he pulled his now drenched fingers from between her legs and lightly caressed her ass and thighs.
“Hmm,” she said not able to quite form words yet.
With a struggle she lifted her head and caught her breath at the emotions reflected in his eyes. She lifted a trembling hand to caress the side of his strong jaw and felt a tug at her heart. She stepped out of his arms and reached for his hand. Sasha paused briefly at the foot of her stairs. Last minute doubts over her actions causing her hesitation. Taking him to her bedroom would forever imprint memories of him there. Did she want to do that? What if things didn’t work out? She’d always considered her bedroom her own private haven.
“We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready,” he said massaging her now tense shoulders.
Hearing him offer her a way out knowing how much he wanted it made up her mind. She couldn't imagine any other man except the one at her back offering to walk away with no release for themselves. Certainly no man she’d met before. The action endeared him to her even more and she didn’t think he had any idea. She glanced at him over her shoulder and threw him what she hoped was a seductive smile.
“You’re not getting out of it this time. So I hope you checked your morals at the door,” she said pulling him up the steps.
“I guess it’s a good thing then that I left them and all shame at home this morning when I came to beg you to put me out my misery,” came the deep reply from close behind her.
The pause at what she considered her secret door was only long enough to allow time to try and calm down her runaway nerves. No man had ever entered this room. As she stepped to the side and allowed Dylan to enter she couldn't take her eyes off of him as he took in her private haven.
When she’d bought the house she’d done so at the beginning of construction and had a hand in the design of the rooms somewhat. She’d deliberately bought a four-bedroom home so she could have her own private sanctuary increased. The room they’d entered through was her sitting room and office area. This room was separated from her bedroom by a set of French doors that were open allowing for a clear view of her massive bed. It had been an indulgence that her friends to this day kidded her for. Such a petite woman with a California King was almost laughable. Glancing back at the large frame of the man standing quietly behind her, she realized she may have the last laugh after all.
Sasha led the way through the sitting area into her bedroom having seen the spark of interest in Dylan’s eyes as he gazed through the open doors. She watched as he took in his new surroundings. When she’d decorated she’d used a lot of rich reds and golds, trying to create a desert getaway for herself. She’d done so strictly for her own pleasure. The sheer gold material flowing down from the supports of her four-poster bed had been whimsy on her part. She hoped he didn’t see it as too childish.
“You have a beautiful bedroom,” he said walking over to the bed. His fingers lightly ran across her sheets. “These are much softer than mine.”
“High thread count,” she replied absently, feeling shy all of a sudden.
The heat from downstairs though not completely gone, had cooled somewhat as she waited for his opinion of her private domain. She became aware of his gaze focused on her and a shiver moved through her.
“Come here Sasha,” he beckoned from where he stood beside her bed.
She walked slowly towards him and into his open arms. The breath she’d been holding since they had entered her bedroom was released as she savored the feel of his arms around her slender frame. It felt so good just to have him hold her, but her body quickly reminded her it wanted more. Sasha stepped out of his embrace and pushed him backwards closer to her bed. Memories of her earlier actions had her wondering if she should change her sheets. Dylan’s grip on her hips pulling her against him chased the thought from her mind. What difference did it make anyway they’d just get them dirty again. Besides she felt kind of naughty knowing what she’d done earlier and was about to do now. They’d just become her favorite sheets.
“I have wanted you since the moment I saw you rushing across that damn lobby,” Dylan said as he ran his hands over her body.
“I wanted the same thing only I just didn’t want to admit it.”
Her head fell back and her eyes closed against the pleasure of his touch. His hands slid down the back of her panties and pulled her neatly into the nook between his legs. His long fingers inserted themselves once again between the cheeks of her ass and began running lightly along her crease.
“And now?” he asked his hot breath against her ear.
A gasp escaped her open lips at the feel of his finger thrusting deep into her ready pussy.
“Now,” she panted unable to gather her senses. “Now I want it even more.”
Lifting up on her toes, she took his mouth in a soul consuming kiss. She pushed her tongue into his open mouth and began to taste him. It made her head spin. She moved restlessly against him, rubbing her heated center against his hardened length. Strong fingers tightened against her hips holding them in place. She watched as he took a steadying breath.
“Sasha I only have the strength to offer you one final out. I don’t think, no I know, I don’t have the strength or willpower to stop once we begin.” Dylan stared deep into her brown eyes.
A soft smile came to her face as she gazed at the man who had caused so many changes to occur in such a short period of time. She just knew it would take a lifetime to figure him out as well as the power he seemed to have over her. It should have frightened her to think how badly she wanted to take the time to find out.
“Thanks for the offer but I’m tired of denying myself what I want. And what I want Mr. Matthews is for you to stop talking and make love to me.”
No sooner were the words out of her mouth than Dylan lifted her from her feet and placed her on the bed. He quickly moved on top of her, nestling between her spread legs. It brought his hardened dick in direct contact with her throbbing clit. Strong fingers buried deep into her hair and his mouth lowered to devour hers with all the passion he’d been holding back. Sasha met him with a passion of her own, leaving them both panting for breath as he lifted his mouth from her swollen lips. He ran his fingers beneath her t-shirt, which had ridden up her thighs, to cup her naked breasts, pinching and pulling on her sensitive nubs. She tried to move beneath him but his weight kept her still.
“Dylan please,” she panted.
“Please what?” he asked pushing her t-shirt up and over her head, his gaze locked on her breasts.
“You have beautiful breasts,” he said before lowering his head to take her nipples in his mouth.
Pleasure spiraled through her and stopped between her thighs. Each tug on her nipple brought a new throbbing from her swollen clit.
“Dylan I need...” Sasha moaned desire running through her.
He leaned close to her ear, taking her lobe in his hot mouth.
“You need what sweetheart? Tell me.”
The words refused to form. She had never been this on fire for a man in her life. Maybe she could show him. She struggled to make room between them for her trembling hands to undo the buttons of his jeans. One slender hand rea
ched inside his boxers to caress the soft hardness that was Dylan. Her thumb rubbed along the thick vein on the underside of his dick. A tortured groan from the man above her sounded next to her ear where he’d laid his head the moment she’d touched him.
“Let me help you out sweetheart,” he said getting off of her suddenly to remove his clothes. “There that’s better,” he said standing proudly beside the bed in all his nakedness.
Her breath caught in her chest as she took in the sight of him. He was gorgeous. There was a light scattering of dark hairs from his chest down his flat stomach. His dick stood out in front of him in all its glory, the head slightly red and swollen. Her tongue darted out to lick dry lips. She’d never been one for oral sex but just staring at Dylan’s straining member had her craving to take him in her mouth. She reached a hand tentatively out to touch him. She ran her hand from the base of his dick to the head and squeezed. The contrast in how soft he was yet hard at the same time was mind boggling. Her past sexual experiences, the few there had been, had not prepared her for this. Of that she was certain. She felt it to her bones that she was about to have her world rocked on so many levels.
Dylan ran his hands along the tops of her thighs to her waist. He tugged at the waistband of her panties and she lifted her hips so he could remove them. The heat in his gaze as he roamed over her naked body almost brought on her orgasm. It turned her on to no end. His look spoke of how much he wanted her.
“You are beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely, his gaze still roving over her.
“So are you,” she whispered back, her eyes still glued to his still growing hardness in her hand.
A deep chuckle came from Dylan causing her to raise her glazed over brown eyes. He moved on top of her once more when she opened her arms for him to come to her. Sasha wrapped her slender arms around him and held him tight. She’d waited so long for this moment. If felt like longer than the few weeks they had known each other. It felt like it had taken a lifetime for her to get to this moment. She had thought to savor the moment but her body was on fire and her need for Dylan burned deep in her veins.
“Dylan please make love to me,” she whispered against his ear.
Without warning she found herself staring down into his desire filled blue eyes. Her knees automatically went to each side of his hips. His large dick nestled itself between her legs. Pre-cum leaked from the swollen head. She reached her hand down and stroked.
“Would you like to help me with this,” Dylan asked handing her a condom.
Her face flamed with embarrassment. She hadn’t thought about protection at all. Just getting him inside her so she could relieve the constant ache she felt. With trembling fingers she reached for the condom. She was all too aware of his heated gaze watching her every move. Once finished, she looked up and was shocked to see the pained expression on his face.
“That’s what you call sweet torture,” he said as he pulled her down for his kiss.
Pulling away, she raised herself up and moved over the straining head of his dick. A gasp left her parted lips as she sank down. Pausing halfway, she stopped to catch her breath. A hand on Dylan’s chest helped hold herself up. Her body demanded she plunge down and fill it completely but luckily common sense prevailed. She realized she needed time to adjust to his size.
“Are you alright,” he asked.
Sasha heard the strain in his voice. Probably from his efforts to remain perfectly still. She managed to give him a small smile.
“I just need a minute. It’s been awhile and I’ve never taken anyone as large as you before.”
Taking a deep breath, she rose up slightly before continuing her slow decent once more. The lips of her cunt stretched further around his massive width. Up and down she continued slowly until she finally had him all inside of her. She raised her head to gaze at him, a triumphant smile on her face. But he didn’t see. His eyes were closed and she noticed his jaw was clenched tight. She leaned down and softly placed a kiss on his closed mouth. She was ready to give them both what they wanted. Slowly at first she moved to find her rhythm. She wasn’t able to contain the groan of pleasure that left her lips with each downward motion. Feeling more comfortable and unable to hold back any longer, her speed increased. Dylan’s lids opened to reveal lust filled eyes.
“Dylan I need you to move,” she managed to gasp.
He gripped her hips tightly before his hard, thick length thrust up into her waiting and hot cavern. Over and over he thrust into her heated center. Faster and faster. Her juices rolled down along the sides of his hard dick. She quickly picked up on the rhythm of his movements and each time he pulled out she rose up. She began dropping all her weight back down each time he thrust within her allowing the head to finally graze that elusive spot.
“Oh god Sasha. I don’t know how much longer I can hold off. I’m so close,” Dylan groaned.
A groan escaped her open mouth as her orgasm lingered just outside her reach. One of Dylan’s hands moved from her hips across her taut stomach to between her legs. They played briefly in her low cut bush, grazing her swollen clit on purpose before moving away to grip her tensed ass cheeks. But as if they could not resist the hand returned to her throbbing bud moving with more force against her clit.
“Oh Dylan,” Sasha moaned.
She felt the orgasm building deep inside her. She plunged down one final time and screamed her pleasure. Sasha’s cunt began to pulse and juices began to gush from her.
She heard Dylan’s answering shout of pleasure as he continued to thrust up into her sending her body into another shudder. She dropped all her weight down and felt her orgasm take complete control of her as her cunt muscles spasmed around the thick dick buried so deep inside of her.
Chapter 14
Sasha woke to the gentle caress of Dylan’s hand running up and down the outside of her leg, which was thrown across his thigh. For a few moments she just lay there and allowed memories of how they’d spent the day to take her back. The smile she felt lifting her swollen lips gave way to a giggle. If her friends only knew “that thinks too much” and “always in control” Sasha had just had wild uninhibited sex. Oh god they’d die. She covered her mouth as another giggle escaped her lips.
“Hey, what’s so funny? This is supposed to be a time to reflect on the wonders of my lovemaking,” Dylan said rising on an elbow with his open palm supporting his head to stare down at her.
She put her hand more securely over her mouth but the thought of the surprised faces of her friends caused another giggle to escape.
“So are you gonna share the joke?”
She reached for his face and pulled it down close to hers and kissed him. She could still taste her juices on the tongue he thrust into her mouth. With a sense of surprise that she could still want him just as much as before her first taste of him, she felt her juices begin to flow. Now familiar with his body, she reached between them, grabbed his hardening cock and began stroking it.
“I was simply thinking of what my friends would say if they knew I had spent the morning, afternoon and...,” Sasha glanced at the clock on her bedside table. Five o’clock.
“And the early part of the evening making love to the sexiest man I’ve ever met.”
Dylan’s breath came out in short gasps as she continued to stroke his dick. She gripped him a little tighter and continued moving her hand along the length of him from base to tip before venturing down his shaft to caress his balls. He fell back on the bed as the air rushed from his lungs. During their marathon of love making she’d learned how to get him excited and she used all of what she’d learned now. Sasha moved to her knees. Her legs spread seductively giving him a view of her exposed pussy, which was glistening with new moisture. Her head bowed over the prize, her mouth slightly open, she slowly licked her lips. Dylan gave a small whimper as he waited for her to lower her head and take him into the warm cavern of her mouth. When Sasha finally lowered her head she heard a groan of pleasure from him. The sound filled her with unim
agined power as well as proceeded to turn her on even more. She licked the sides of his dick with her tongue while she continued to keep him a prisoner of her mouth. When she lifted so just the swollen head was in her mouth she licked with quick strokes. Tiny shivers moved through his body.
“Dear god Sasha,” Dylan moaned aloud.
He gripped the sheets with white knuckles when the tip of his dick met the back of her throat. The groan that escaped his lips was one of pleasure and torture. His mouth slightly open, he leaned up to see her working more of his now glistening dick into her willing mouth before he fell backwards onto the bed once more. His head thrashed back and forth on the pillow as he tried to fight the urge to thrust his hips. It became harder when Sasha’s hand came up to capture his balls.
“Oh sweetheart that’s it take it all into your hot mouth,” he groaned.
Her naked ass bounced up and down in the air in time with her strokes on his dick. Dylan reached over and palmed the ass that was just inches from his face. He inserted two fingers deep into her dripping pussy and twisted so his knuckles grazed the inside of her tender flesh.
Sasha’s head came up and she gasped at the feeling of his stretching her.
“Oh... oh that feels so good,” she breathed.
“So does what you're doing. Don’t stop. I wanna cum in your mouth,” he said grabbing the leg closest to him.
He pulled it over his head, giving him full access to her wide open pussy. As she moved to take him once again into her hot mouth, Dylan was poised to get a taste of the clit poking out through her dark bush. At the first touch of her tongue on his dick, he pulled her hips down to meet his face and opened his mouth wide over her opening.
“Oh god,” Sasha shrieked in surprise, coming up off of his dick with a pop.