Whiskey's Second Chance

55: Over the Edge

Whiskey POV

Kayla's body tensed immediately. Hopefully, her body is still on a high, hormones and adrenaline flowing because this will not be entirely pleasurable. The more tense she is, the worse it will be for her.

I gently kissed her body from her legs to her hip, and all over again on the other leg. Kayla's small whimpers and moans were music to my ears. Her body relaxed again. Rolling a prominent nipple in my hand, her body arched into me, but I held her down while taking the other between my teeth.

"Whiskey," she breathed, pulling my hair. Kayla's face beautifully twisted into pleasure the more I worked her body.

"Please," Kayla begged.

"Let me take care of you and make you feel good," I murmured against her lips. She gave me a small nod, but it didn't last long as I lined myself up to her pussy and slowly pushed in. Her nails dug into my arms, which held her down, and I consumed her lips and cries with mine.

I slowly pushed further into her, laying kisses against her cheeks and collarbone. "Relax, love. You're taking me so well," I praised.

Kayla took a few deep breaths, her eyes brimmed with tears, but she didn't let them fall. Taking deep breaths, her body relaxed again, allowing me to push into her. Her tight walls tightened more, and it took everything for me not to take her hard and fast, giving in to my desires.

My arms shook, restraining myself, and with the final push, Kayla's cries turned from pain to ecstasy, and I moaned from the pleasure. Her hands released my arms slightly, and her body slacked slightly beneath mine, taking it as my sign to keep going.

"Open your eyes," I cooed, pushing hair away from her eyes. Widened green eyes stared back at me, filled with love, pleasure, and the need for more. "I want you to watch as I pound into you and you scream my name in pleasure. Can you do that for me, love?" I asked.

Kayla gave a small nod, but that wasn't the answer I was looking for. Slowly, I pulled out of her just enough to slam back into her, causing Kayla to cry out and her eyes to roll into the back of her head, and not coming was becoming increasingly difficult.

Grabbing her chin, I forced her to look at me once again. "That's not the answer I'm looking for. Try again," I encouraged. She tried to regain control, but I slammed into her again, still holding her face.

"Whiskey, please," she asked, her eyes begging me for a release, but not until her pretty little mouth told me what I needed to hear.

"Fine, if you don't want to listen, then maybe this will get your attention," I smirked, giving her exactly what she wanted; more. Keeping a steady pace, for myself than her, I watched as she tried to fall apart beneath me, but I stopped all movement.

Pushing her arching body back down and kissing up her jawline, I whispered, "Tell me you'll watch yourself fall apart, and I promise I will give you everything you want and more. Until then," I teased moving slowly, "I'm going to edge you, forcing you to wait until you listen. You asked for this, but if you want to stop, tell me."

Kayla's eyes widened at my words, but her body told me she was far from done. I picked up my pace, knowing damn well if she wants to play this game, she will lose.

I held her hands above her head in one hand while the other pinched her nipple. Biting her neck, Kayla tightened around me, and when she did, I stopped. Eventually, she gave in, and I was proud of her. Watching her fight every instinct, submitting to me, was beautiful.

Kayla's green eyes found mine, raking over my body, wanting to reach out and touch me, but I held her arms in place. This wasn't easy for her, but she was ready to concede.

Smirking, I quickened my pace. "Tell me you understand," I growled out.

Kayla didn't hesitate. "Yes, I understand, and I'll-" she stopped short, her walls tightening around my cock, catching me off guard, but I refuse to let my efforts go to waste.

Pulling out, I grabbed Kayla, forcing her to sit up and look at me. I wanted to punish her for not listening, and the glint in her eye told me this was exactly what she wanted. Waiting for me to push her over the edge.

Throwing her back on the bed, I grabbed her legs, flipping her onto her stomach, and up onto her knees. My hand fisted her hair, and her back was flush against my chest.

Feeling Kayla shake against me, trying to rub her legs together, snapped my control. I spread her legs, trailing my hand to her dripping wet folds. Leaning into me, Kayla let out a string of moans under my touch, and my hard cock begged to be inside her.

"This time, Kayla, you won't have a choice but to look at me," I bit out, my hand snaking around her neck, squeezing gently. Kayla wiggled her ass against me, her eyes begging me to go further.

Forcing her face down to see herself, I bit her neck hard and slammed into her without warning. Her cries of pleasure filled the room, her walls squeezed me, and she came undone, shaking uncontrollably as I railed her. My release chased hers, not stopping until Kayla came down from her high and her body slacked against mine.

A hiss left her mouth as I pulled out. "I know, baby. I know," I said, kissing her shoulder as Kayla lay face down on the bed. Getting off, I grabbed a washcloth from the bathroom and found Kayla smiling with half-closed eyes on the bed.

Kneeling next to her, I moved her fiery red hair from her face, and her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled at me. Nudging her to flip over, I took the warm washcloth and brought it to her swollen clit, cleaning up the mess and relieving some of her pain. Kayla winced at the touch, trying to squirm away. Kissing her temple, I tried to distract her, and she willingly leaned into my touch, letting me take care of her the way I promised.

I discarded the cloth in the bathroom, climbed into bed, and pulled Kayla into me. Her lips found mine as she whispered a small thank you before passing out. I stared at her for a while before sleep took over me, and for the first time in months, I slept through the night.