Free Reads!! Wednesday Briefs – Innocence & Carnality Part 17

Welcome to the next part in my Wednesday Briefs flash fiction serial, Innocence & Carnality! Each chapter has to be between 500 and 1,000 words and this week I chose the prompt, use “Between you and me…”

The first night continues.

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Part 17

Rother ghosted his lips across mine. He licked along the seam of my mouth—a brief taste—and pulled back, urging me up onto the bed. The heated glint in his eye grew bright as his gaze raked over me. When he crawled like some animal into the bed, I swear he growled. As he laid down, pressing his larger frame along mine, he looked past me to the nightstand.

“Samantha has done her job well. I may have to give her a raise.”

Curious, I rolled over to find the nightstand covered with various objects. Some I recognized, and others I had no idea what purpose they served. A makeshift penis stood upright next to a bottle of oil? Wouldn’t the real thing be preferable? Shaking my head, I perused the odd collection further. I couldn’t help but laugh as I picked up a large feather and drifted the plume about Rother’s face and ear.

“What do you plan to do with this? Blindfold and tickle me mercilessly until I give in to your every demand?”

Rother chuckled as he took the feather from me and dumped it on the nightstand. “No. You don’t trust me enough for that kind of play.” I gasped as he ran his tongue up my neck. “And I won’t need it for that.”

I squirmed in delight as Rother bit and licked his way around my body. No spot was left untasted. At least an hour passed in the foreplay, but I couldn’t be sure. I was a quivering mess long before he took the bottle from the nightstand and wet his fingers with a fine line of oil, rolling them in the air to distribute the fluid.

Nibbling my thigh, Rother reached under me, his slick fingers tracing a circle around my opening. He stroked the center over and over, until his finger briefly dipped inside. Repeating the action, he went deeper each time, gradually opening me.

Applying more oil, he went through the process again with a second finger. This time he slid in and out of me with more purpose. When he dragged his fingertip across something inside me and I nearly arched off the bed.

Rother gave a lusty chuckle. “That’s what I was looking for.”

“What was that?” I gasped.

“Between you and me… the center of everything.”

Rother anointed himself again and three fingers worked me open. The stretch from each new finger burned at first, but his knowledge of my internal trigger made me learn to appreciate it. As he pushed his digits in an out of me, his free hand roamed my quivering torso, tweaking my nipples in a way that left me breathless.

“I think you’re ready. Do you want more?”

I could only nod. I was beyond wanting. I needed.

When he pulled out this time, Rother drizzled the oil over his rigid organ. He took time to spread the fluid, leaving his unwavering member glossy and tempting. Lifting my feet to his chest, he positioned himself. The slippery pressure of his cock at my opening made me want to force him inside.

“Are you ready?”

I nodded.

“Try to relax. This may hurt at first.”

I cried out as the head slipped inside. Even prepared, the pain was more than I expected. He didn’t move an inch more as I huffed, trying to compose myself. I’d come so far, I wasn’t ready to stop. Rother brushed back my hair off my sweaty brow.

“You’re doing fine. Just breathe. Don’t squeeze. Bear down and try to push me out.”

When I followed his instruction, the burn began to abate. I continued for several minutes before I calmed enough for him to move forward. Rother rocked his hips, little by little, until his pelvis touched my bottom. He was completely seated inside me.

“You’re so tight, Nathan,” Rother gasped. “You feel so good inside. I want to start moving. Can you take it?”

I finally found my words, breathy though they were. “I think so. If you go slow.”

Rother moved my legs around his waist and rolled forward, covering my body with his. The movement alone brushed that spot inside me and brought a moan to my lips.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

“Do that again.”

Rother gave a lusty growl as he shifted his hips, bringing out a new set of noises from me. I urged him on, the pace of his grinding grew quickly into thrusting as I spurred his rear with my heels like I would a thoroughbred.

I held on tight as he rocked me with a force I hadn’t expected to enjoy. A touch of pain underscored the pleasure. Lost in the quaking ecstasy, I forgot about all the guilt of intimacy and surrendered to the hedonism. As long as each rutting push dragged along my internal trigger, I could be his shameless whore. Rother couldn’t push himself deep enough.

Without stopping, he levered himself up on one arm, making room to take hold of my painful erection with his free hand. He stroked me with the same vigor he assaulted my backside.

“Rother! I’m so close. Don’t stop!” I cried out. My whole body grew tight as the intensity increased. Rother’s hammering had moved past graceful lovemaking into needy instinct. I understood completely. I was right there with him.

I couldn’t hold out any longer. My groin seized and came, arcs of fluid spattering the two of us with each stroke of his hand. Rother rolled forward and slammed his mouth over mine. His tongue demanded entrance as he thrust harder and shouted out, the kiss swallowing the sound as he emptied himself inside me. I held on tight, riding out each spasm as the aftershocks continued to tease me for some time.

When our breathing began to calm and he softened enough to slip out, I didn’t want to leave the embrace, hiding my quiet tears of joy in his shoulder.

I felt different now.

Check back next Wednesday for the next installation… Be sure to take a read at the other briefers free reads this week here: Wednesday Briefs