Chapter Forty – Accident or on purpose
“Let me help you with that” she said huskily looking at me with hooded eyes, grabbing my cock using her nails to scratch down my chest as she went to her knees.
“Fuck,” I whispered looking at her body as she pleased mine. He little pink tongue dashing out, licking my head like it’s a popsicle, and I can’t help but moan even though I hate to be teased but when my mate did it I could not care.
Grabbing my shaft before taking me into her mouth, sucking and I can feel her tongue massage me.
“Please, please please,” I beg.
Oh motherfucker, she knows exactly what to do all I can do is moan her name as she fucks me with her mouth.
Her small hands grasping, jerking off what couldn’t fit in that tight little mouth of hers. Her free hand reaches behind me and she grabs my ass pulling me into her body, letting me know she wants me to thrust not just use all my strength to remain complete still and hips locked.
Looking down I see her green orbs begging me to let go, so I do and immediately feel my cock hitting the back of her throat.
“Fuck that’s it honey,” I hiss out when she takes more of me without gagging, swallowing all around me. I’m incased in heat, I want it to last but its all so much.
“So close… don’t stop... Ugh…” as she repeatedly swallows exactly when I hit the back of her mouth, tightening and moaning around me. I feel the vibrations of her free hand falling off of my body. I close my eyes briefly before snapping them open to see when Chelsea’s free hand is now between her own legs pleasuring herself.
“Ahhh, f-fuck,” water and stem from the shower surrounding us, I feel my balls tighten, “so.. good….close….”
Holding her head down over me with one hand while the other is slammed against the wall, Chelsea still sucking me, it’s as if she’s wanting and pulling everything I have in me, so I gladly empty myself.
Breathing hard like I’ve been running for my life she releases me from her mouth and I stumble back onto the shower chair. As she slowly stands, she grabs body wash and begins rubbing her self, using soap to lubricate her nipples, pulling squeezing them. Moving my eyes down I see her rubbing, pulling on her clit before I see two fingers disappear inside her.
Without even realizing it I’m reaching for my already hard again cock, her more black than green eyes not watching my eyes but only focusing on my hand. I speed up my thrusts, jerking myself off faster as she does the same, moaning “Gabriel,” she groans out coming, watching her face causing my own release.
“Oh fuckkkk, Chelsea” I groan, waking up and shockingly I’m eye to eye with Chelsea and she’s watching me holding my cock after an amazing dream.
“Fuck,” I stutter out for a completely different reason that all the other times, pulling my hands off my cock I say the first thing I can think of because Chelsea’s eyes are wide watching me. “Good morning,” I say kindly.
