Sweet Torment: A Novella Page 7

I look at her dark pink slit while I lick her fingers and fight the urge to bury my mouth between her legs. Tongue fuck her hole and then replace it with my cock. Fill her with my cum until it flows out and pools into a wet puddle on the bed.

  But I don’t. And I can’t recall a thing in my life ever being so hard to resist.

  I take her fingers from my mouth and return them to her clit. “Rub yourself off. You need to come, and I want to watch.”

  She’ll never know how much I wish I could be the one to completely own her orgasm. Just five more weeks, Windsor. You’ve hung in there this long. You can make it a little longer.

  “Tell me when it starts, baby.” I want to cross the finish line together. Make this feel as much like the real thing as possible.

  She nods as she pants. “Yeah.”

  Her eyes are locked on mine and for a moment I forget it’s my hand squeezing my cock instead of her tight little body. “I’ll get to be inside you soon.”

  I reach for her knee with my free hand and wrap one leg around my waist. Helps it feel a little less like masturbation. Her other leg comes around my waist and she locks her feet behind my back, pulling me closer.

  One thrust and I could be inside her. That’s all it would take, and I could be owning her. Making her mine.

  “Oh God, Duke. Something is happening. I think it’s starting.”

  Hearing your girl tell you she’s about to orgasm will tighten your balls when nothing else will. “Let it happen naturally. Slowly.”

  She convulses once. Twice. Three times. “Oh, shit, shit, shit. Mark me, Duke. Come on me.”

  “Damn, Claudia.” When I come with a girl, I’m always wearing a condom. There’s never an option or discussion about where I’m going to do it. Claudia asking me to come on her is hot as hell.

  “Please, Duke. I want you to.”

  How in the hell could I say no to that? “Yeah. I’ll do it.”

  I jerk faster, feeling damn happy that Claudia wants that part of me on her. “I’m about to do it, baby.”

  Her eyes are glued to my cock with utter fascination when the first stream of sticky white cum jets out onto her stomach. One squirt and then the second. She watches with wonder as more pulsations squeeze a third and then fourth stream from my balls. It may not have been accomplished by being inside her but it’s the best orgasm I’ve had in a long time.

  I take pleasure in seeing the collection of my cum pooling in the dip of her belly. She’s marked by me now. And damn if she doesn’t look good covered with it. The only place I’d like it better is inside her. “Tell me who you belong to.”

  “You, Duke. I’m forever yours.”

  The wonder in her eyes. The fascination in her expression. The satisfaction in her smile. My heart wants to explode. “I loved every second of that.”

  This is her first sexual encounter and it was a great privilege to be part of it. I can’t even begin to imagine how good fucking her will be. I’m not sure I can take it if it’s much better.

  She dips her finger into the fluid on her stomach. “I have your baby-making juice on me.”

  “And?”

  She giggles. “Is it weird that I like it? I mean, having that part of you on me?”

  Fuck, this girl is going to kill me. Virgins aren’t supposed to say things like that. “I don’t know. Is it weird that I like it being on you, too?”

  “If so, then we’re both weird.”

  She sits up and I use my hand to catch the trickle running down her lower stomach toward her vagina. “Careful, baby. The risk of pregnancy is small but my boys are swimming in that stuff. They’d like nothing better than to find a way to get up inside your baby hatcher.”

  “I hear those things are always looking for a way in.”

  “Damn right. And if my boys are going to get in there, I plan to at least enjoy putting them there.”

  “I guess we need to talk about what we plan to do when you put your boys in there. I’m not on any kind of birth control.”

  Time is closing in. It’s time to decide about this. “What are your feelings about it?”

  “I’ve researched it, and I think the pill is a good choice.”

  Why am I not surprised she’s been researching this topic? “Then you know it’s a good choice as long as you remember to take it every day at the same time.”

  “I’m responsible enough to be in control.”

  Claudia is mature. Always has been. I trust her with this. “I agree the pill is a good idea.”

  “I’ll make an appointment first thing next week.”

  I’ve been honest with Claudia about my thoughtlessness regarding past sexual partners, but she needs to understand that I never took chances. She won’t be putting her health at risk by being with me. “I’m clean. I wore a condom every time, but I had an incident with one breaking about two years ago. I tested negative afterward. No disease. No baby. No problem.”

  “Whoa… okay.”

  “I know my past isn’t what you want to talk about right now, but I needed to tell you. It’s important that you feel safe with me.”

  “I always feel safe with you. I know you’d never put me in danger… not even for a little bit of booty.”

  I reach behind her and dig my fingertips into her cheeks. “I plan on getting more than just a little bit of this booty.”

  She puts her arms around my shoulders and pulls me down so I’m lying between her legs. “Do you want to use condoms with me?”

  I’ve never considered forgoing protection with anyone—not once—but I would with Claudia. “You’d let me be inside you bare?”

  “Honestly, it’s hard for me to imagine making love with latex between us.”

  Another first. This time a first for both of us. “Of course, I want to.”

  I bring her hand to my mouth for a kiss and catch a whiff of my musky fragrance, my brand, mixed with hers on her fingers. And damn if it doesn’t make my dick get hard all over again. “Mmm… the smell of you and I mixed together. There’s nothing else in the world like it.”

  I close my hand around hers and bring it to my nose, inhaling deeply. The scent of a woman. Not just any woman. My woman. “I love that smell.”

  And so does my dick since it’s at full attention poking Claudia in the inner thigh. “I can help you with that.”

  I intercept her hand as it goes for my cock and intertwine our fingers. I don’t say anything this time. I simply shake my head.

  She gives me her pouty face, the same one she’s used on me since she was four years old anytime she wanted her way. I’ve always been indulgent when it comes to Claud. Always letting her have her way. Not this time.

  “Will you let me stay with you for a little while? I promise I won’t try to tempt you into sex. I just want to enjoy being like this.”

  “Where do Staci and Shane think you are?”

  “Hanging out with my friends.”

  “I don’t think it’s a good idea. The shit would hit the fan if Owen figured out you were in here.”

  “He’s down for the count. So is River.”

  They took a lot of shots. I don’t think they’ll be awake before noon unless it’s to piss or puke.

  “Come on, Duke. Let me stay.” Always persistent to get her way.

  “Let me think about it.”

  I roll to my back and lie down next to her. She takes my hand in hers and together they form a clasp that rests on her chest. “What’s going to happen to us if I go to UT in the fall?”

  “We’ll text a lot. Probably have lots of weekday phone sex and act like a pair of jackrabbits on the weekend.”

  She rises and leans above me so that we’re face to face. “Promise me, Duke. Promise me we will be together no matter what. No matter how things go with my parents or with Owen and River. No matter what happens with college.”

  “I swear. You are mine, Claudia Laine Bliss, and I will never give you up.”

  “Good. I’m holding you to that.” She turns on her si
de and backs up to me before pulling the sheet over both of us. Spooning. My dick poking her in the ass. “I’m staying. If you want me gone, you’ll have to kick me out of bed.”

  There’s no way I can tell my Claud to get out. “Okay, but you have to go in a little while. Way before Owen or River get up. We can’t afford to be stupid about this.”

  “I know.”

  I set the alarm on my phone for four and turn off the lamp. I drape my arm over her waist before pressing a kiss against the back of her head. “Love you, little dove.”

  “Love you… big Bram.” She giggles.

  “You got that right, baby.” I am well hung and proud of it. And Claud is going to find out just how big big Bram really is when I take her virginity in five weeks.

  9

  Claudia Bliss

  Bram is mine in all the ways that matter—with one exception. But the beautiful physical connection I want to share with him is next on my agenda. After that, I must get Owen on board or there could be some serious problems in my future with the man I love. I’m not worried about Mom or Dad but I don’t expect things to be a piece of cake with my brother.

  No matter what happens with Owen, I won’t give Bram up. I won’t.

  I’m awake when the phone alerts us it’s four o’clock. Time for me to go.

  “Damn, I don’t want you to leave.”

  Lying here in Bram’s arms—naked, with his cock pressed against my body—for the last couple hours has been more amazing than I ever imagined. I don’t want to leave him. Ever.

  “I know… big Bram.” I giggle when I call him that but it’s a concerning thought when I consider the physical logistics of it all.

  I’m not an idiot. I know the female anatomy stretches to accommodate, but mine will have to do a whole bunch of stretching to fit that tonsil tickler. But I don’t care. I still want to do it.

  I haven’t been able to get it out of my head since we settled into this position. How could I when I could feel it poking against my butt?

  “We have a little time.” I roll to my stomach and get on all fours before leaning down to kiss him.

  “Mmm… someone has minty breath.”

  “I might have used your toothbrush when I went to the bathroom.” No room for bad breath. I have a big plan and I intend on carrying it out before I leave this bed.

  I toss my leg over Bram’s hips so I’m straddling him when I get on top. I gasp when my naked pussy grazes his cock. It’s the first time the two have touched.

  And it turns me the fuck on.

  A warm tingle spreads through every part of my groin and pelvis, and I instinctively rotate my hips so my slick slit rubs against him. I’ve been lying here for an hour plotting, gathering all my courage, and dreaming of everything I want to do with Bram. I’ve seen a hundred different sexual fantasies in my head the last hour, so I’m super wet. And desperate for his touch.

  “Whoa, Claud. We can’t do this.” He’s saying the words but his fingers are digging into my hips. Moving with them. Not stopping them. That’s not a no. Now is the time to strike.

  I press my mouth to his ear so he can feel my warm breath. “You want to fuck me. I know it. You know it, too,” I whisper before sucking his earlobe into my mouth. I’m going to make this happen even if I must seduce the fuck out of him.

  “Yes. I want you more than… I want to breathe but…”

  I put my finger over his lips. “Shh. No more buts.”

  “There is a but. A huge one and he’s on my couch right now.”

  “That but is passed out cold, so he’ll never know. I’ll leave afterward and he’ll be none the wiser.”

  For once, he doesn’t argue, so I press further. I substitute the head of his dick for my fingers and use it to rub my clit the way he showed me. It feels huge in my hand. “Can you feel how much I want you? How slick I am for you?”

  He still isn’t stopping me, so I sink down, pushing the crown of his cock just inside my entrance. And he’s letting me.

  I’m suddenly flipped onto my back, being topped by Bram. “It’s not happening like that, Claud. I will be the one to fuck you. I will be the one to take your virginity. I will be the one in control. Not the other way around.”

  I lock my legs around his waist and hold him prisoner. “My virginity belongs to you. Take it.”

  “I will, but not before I eat your virgin pussy.” His words almost sound like a growl.

  I can’t believe it. He’s not telling me no. We’re actually going to do it.

  This. Is. Happening.

  There isn’t a word for the excessive excitement I’m feeling right now. It’s ridiculous how happy I am.

  I release him from my leg lock, and he crawls down my body. He kneels between my legs and yanks me lower in the bed, so my ass is pretty much sitting on his chest. I’m upside down, and everything between my legs is right there in his face.

  He traces his nose over my vaginal lips and inhales deeply. “You don’t know how many times I’ve jerked off while thinking about this and what it must smell like. How sweet it tastes.”

  I gasp when he drags his warm, wet tongue up my slit. “Oh, shit, Duke.”

  “Don’t even think about coming anytime soon. We’re just getting started.”

  Bram buries his head between my legs and rubs his face against me. Oh God. His scratchy stubble feels so good that I seriously think I could orgasm just from his bristles rubbing me like that. “I want your juices all over me so every time I breathe in, I think about this all day.”

  He stills and places a kiss on top of my mound, running his finger over the tuft of hair. “I love that you’re smooth except for this little strip. It looked so fucking hot when you pulled those damn pink lace panties to the side and showed it to me.”

  I’m glad he likes it. I did it just for him. His tongue sneaks out from between his lips to glide over the skin above the top of my slit. It moves side to side, so close to where I want it yet so far away. I lift my hips so he’ll lick my clit, but his mouth moves with me.

  Sweet. Torment.

  I’m new to this, but I recognize when I’m being teased. He wants me to beg. And I will. “Pleeease… Duke.”

  “Please what?” He knows what I want from him.

  I lift my hips again. “Move your mouth down.”

  He pushes my legs farther apart and flutters of kisses line my lower lips. Every nerve ending in my pelvis is firing orgasmic pulsations. “Prefer that?” His tongue flattens against my center and swipes upward, the tip grazing my clit. “Or this?”

  “Oh this! Definitely this.” I wish the light were on so I could see him and watch his mouth feast between my legs.

  “You taste so good. I knew you would.”

  My hips rock against the motion of his tongue, so each swipe is longer and harder. “That’s it, baby. Fuck my face.”

  I lace my fingers through the top of his hair and grind against his mouth, up and down, over and over. “Oh mercy.”

  “You’ll get no mercy from me.” He grabs my hips, pins me so I can’t move, and sucks my clit.

  One finger and then two plunge deep inside me. He moves them in and out, slowly at first and then faster. It stings a little, but I understand what he’s doing: stretching me so I can take his cock.

  His mouth’s suction on the top of my slit becomes harder, harder, harder and this time I’m no stranger to the fuzzy, warm tingles in my pussy. My clit tenses and relaxes as the thrill of waves and sensation start deep within my pelvis. A part of me wants to suppress them so that I can make this last longer, but the other part wants to come so badly.

  I lose the battle to prolong the pleasure when warm, rhythmic pulsations fire in my pelvis. “Oh, Duke. I’m coming. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m coming so hard.”

  His fingers curl upward and rapidly jerk inside me, almost like they’re drumming against something—something that enjoys a good tapping. “That’s it, baby. Come hard for me.”

  My face pulsates as the rhythmi
c twitches grow between my legs. I grab the pillow above my head, cover my face, and bite down in an attempt to swallow my screams while he devours me. “Fuuuck.”

  My face is covered with the pillow, but I don’t mistake the sound of the bedroom door opening. Or my brother’s voice. “What the hell is going on in here?”

  Oh fuck. Fuckity. Fuck.

  Busted. We’re so damn busted.

  Bram shifts and my ass instantly hits the bed, the sheet yanked up over my head. It’s almost like one fluid motion; it happens so fast. “Get the fuck out, Owen.”

  “I don’t remember there being any girls here tonight, so whose pussy are you eating, Windsor?”

  “Don’t worry about it. Get out of here.”

  “Is it the girl you’ve been seeing? The one you’re so secretive about?”

  Owen knows Bram is seeing someone?

  “I said don’t worry about it. Get out of my bedroom, asshole.”

  Owen laughs, and I recognize the sound as his drunken chuckle. “I want to meet her.”

  The mattress shifts as Bram leaves the bed. “OUT! Now, motherfucker!”

  “Okay, but tell your girl under there to keep down that screaming shit. People are trying to sleep out here.”

  “Sure thing, Owen. We’ll be quiet, so you can go back to sleep.”

  I hear the door close, the lock pop, and then feel the dip in the bed beside me. “He’s gone.”

  I pull the sheet off my head and see Bram lying on his back with his arm over his face, covering his eyes. “Fuck, that was close. Too close.” His voice is trembling.

  “It’s okay. He didn’t realize it was me.”

  He removes his arm from his face and looks at me. “Unless he looks outside and sees your car.”

  My heart speeds. “Shit. I didn’t think about that.”

  “I never dreamed he’d burst into my bedroom. I should’ve locked the door.”

  “He’s drunk. He probably won’t remember any of this tomorrow. Or at least maybe not too many of the details.”

  Bram grabs my forearm, pulls me down, and wraps his arms tightly around me. “If he remembers anything, we’re screwed.”

  I’m not worried and he shouldn’t be either. “It’s fine. He didn’t know it’s me in here.”