The Baby Blue Bentley {Russell Westbrook}

Chapter XXIII

Russell unzipped my zipper from behind me, laying kisses all over my neck. He whispered things against my skin, sending chills down my spine. It was as if this was Russell and I's first time having sex and I was nervous. The dress dropped to the floor, just leaving me in my black thong. He touched all over me, sucking all over my neck and turning me around to face him. A moan escaped my lips as his lips met my collarbone. He kissed and sucked all over my breasts as red and purple spots appeared on them. I lifted his shirt over his head, his lips pressing onto mine. It was a great feeling. Skin to skin, just kissing. He moved my thong down my legs, as I stepped out of it, letting his fingers rub me and tease me. He stuck two fingers in me, as I inhaled sharply, his lips dancing upon mine. I moaned into his mouth as he pressed against my G-spot, sending ecstasy through my entire body.

"Your moan makes me want to bury myself in you right this second," He said, leaving my lips and meeting my breasts again, massaging them with his hands.

"Nothing's holding you back," I told him, wrapping my fingers in his curls.

"Your beautiful breasts are, actually," He replied, "They're like two beautiful, huge bundles of love and I'm so happy that they're mine." I couldn't help but laugh at him.

"That's the weirdest thing I think I've ever heard," I laughed, as he looked up to me, love in his eyes but also a devilish look.

"Take off my pants and take me," He pleaded standing up, smashing his lips upon mine. I laughed and shook my head as I pushed him onto the bed. I pulled down his pants and boxers in one chore and fell on top of him, our lips colliding again. I kissed down his chest, licking his abs and meeting his large member, who was standing attention. I licked his tip, teasing him as he reached down and played with my breasts. I began moving my hand up and down his shaft, moving my mouth in circular motions around him. I went fast, then slow, then slowly moved all the way down, taking in all of him,  moving back up before I gagged. "Fuck, Mo," Russell whispered under his breath, watching me suck him. He held my hair out of my face as I continued to work. I stopped, as his lips met mine. He told me to lay down on my back and I obeyed, as he gave kisses on the inside of my thigh. I shivered with delight. He stuck his fingers in again, licking and sucking all over my vagina. I couldn't pay attention to what he was doing exactly, I was overdosing on pleasure. Sean never gave, but he sure as hell loved receiving. It was Amazing to receive once in a while. "You're so wet for me," Russell moaned, his lips pressing against mine again. He stuck his tip in me slowly and didn't give me anymore, teasing me.

"Russell..." I begged, tugging on his lower lip with my teeth. He stared into my eyes, pushing hair out of my face.

"No, no, no, you know what to call me," He reminded, staring into my eyes.

"Daddy..." As soon as the words passed my lips, Russell thrusted into me, automatically hitting my spot. An involuntary moan escaped my lips as he thrusted into me slowly and tenderly.

"Shit, you feel so good," He moaned, starting to go a little faster as his lips danced erotically upon my collarbone. I never wanted this to end. This was the first time Russell and I made love to each other, not to just fuck. And it felt amazing. Our bodies against one another, it felt like we were one, I couldn't tell whose air I was breathing. I wouldn't trade this moment for the world. I still wasn't accustomed to Russell's size that was twice as large, if not more than Sean. It still hurt when he entered me sometimes, but once Russell moved faster, I got used to it.

I understood he wanted to go slow, but him going slow was making me not accustomed even more. Thinking about him inside me, sent chills down my body but my lower abdomen felt so... full. "You're so big, shit," I cursed under my breath as he sucked on my breasts, leaving red and blue marks. "Go a little faster, I'm still not used to your... size."

"That's your way of telling me my dick is big as shit."

"Don't get too cocky," I warned him. He pulled out, telling me to get on my hands and knees. I did as told, arching my back as much as possible.

"Holy shit," He muttered, "that's the most beautiful sight I have ever seen." Before I could even say anything back, he penetrated me and thrusted into me. Hard. I screamed with pleasure as he went fast and hard into me. I felt my body become overwhelmed with pleasure.

"R-R-Russell, I'm gonna—" I couldn't complete my sentence before I released all over him. He slowed down and I let him rest, while I threw it back on him. He slapped my ass and coached me to keep going. I felt hot liquid run down my legs. Russell pulled out and licked all up my thigh, licking up all of my cum. "You're so dirty," I scolded, trying hard not to smile.

"You love it," He said, sticking it back in me and pounding in me. Within no time, I released more, but Russell didn't stop this time. "Lay on your back," He ordered me, pulling out. I laid on my back as he towered over me on his knees. "Open wide," He taunted. I opened my mouth as he came. The salty taste filled my mouth. It was an acquired taste. I swallowed, as he fell down onto the sheets right next to me, both of us fighting for a breath. "We're gonna have to change the sheets," Russell said, exhaustingly, "You got them pretty soaked."

I play punched him and laughed, "You made me do that!" I moved to get up, but my legs resembled jelly. I fell right back down next to Russell and groaned. "Maybe I'll stay here a couple more minutes."

Russell laughed and shook his head. We both stared up at the ceiling. "Did it hurt?"

"A little, I'll get used to it, I'm just not used to something that big is all," I told him, honestly. Sean could never make me feel the way Russell has been. I was so grateful I met Russell. Which was the weirdest way possible.

"I don't want to hurt you, I was trying not too," I smiled at his kindness. I still wasn't used to this, his moods changed so frequently. Although, I had to admit, they were getting better.

"Oh, don't worry about me," I told him.

"I always do," He reminded me. He traced along my thigh and hip. He licked his lips and I looked at him. I noticed he was getting hard again.

"How? How is it getting that excited this soon!" I shouted. He pulled a blanket over his abdomen.

"Down, boy, down," He said, as we both laughed. "It's embarrassing, I know."

"You're so fucking cute," I traced his jawline. He closed his eyes, resting his head on my bare chest. I ran my hands through his curls, as I slowly drifted asleep.

It was four o' clock in the morning, six hours later, when I woke up with Russell's head on my chest. We were both naked, twisted in the sheets. I was not too cold, not too hot. I felt perfect right here with him.

"Russell, Russell," I shook his shoulder.

"What, babe?" He asked, sleep filled his raspy voice.

"I'm horny," I told him, honestly. I wanted him bad as ever. I truly did. He smiled up at me, sleep filled eyes, opening up my legs and diving his face in between my legs. I laughed at him, feeling his tongue put me back into a trance of ecstasy.