Chapter 36: Spread Eagle

DARIUS

I looked into her beautiful brown eyes and did the unthinkable: I kissed her.

I tasted her cherry lip balm mixed with the saltiness of her tears, brushing her soft lips with mine as we breathed each other in.

I kissed her, wanting to take her pain away, wanting to be anything she needed in that moment.

How could someone so small and delicate be so stubborn and fiery?

She felt breakable in my arms as I pressed her to my chest, my hands traveling around her slim waist.

The thin layers of her dress rose higher and higher above her hips—the dress she was wearing for her lunch date with the golden boy.

I was aware of their exchanged messages while in my car.

The thought of that silly smile on her face while she texted him was enough to make me want to rip her dress.

She could go on her date with the golden boy, but only after I had my fill.

Only once I was in her mind.

I broke the kiss, feeling the skin of her thighs, my eyes pinning her in place as she sat on the corner of the bed.

How could I resist her when she was blushing, her lips pink and swollen?

Those eyes, so tender and soft.

How could I resist trying if she wanted this too?

I needed to make sure.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, kissing her shoulder softly, my palms glued to her hips.

I was never this gentle.

I swallowed hard at how strange I was acting.

A pile of anxiety rose in my chest as I wondered how heavy it would hit if she denied me.

That wasn’t an option.

~I will have you, Olivia Summer.~

“I-I don’t know,” she murmured.

At least it wasn’t a no.

I could work with that.

She just needed a little…push.

“You don’t know?” I reached for her neck, to the spot behind her ear, kissing her lightly.

My hands went under her back, pulling her close to my rising need, and to my surprise, she was not stopping me.

She wasn’t even pushing me away anymore, so I took advantage and opened her mouth with mine, pushing my tongue inside her, feeling all her warmth, and taking what I wanted.

~Hmm.~ I felt how my lips suppressed her moans.

I was getting harder and harder by the second.

Was this the green light?

Waiting for it felt like forever.

My eyes closed as I waited for a slap that didn’t arrive.

“You want this too,” I realized.

The panic in her eyes told me she was petrified of wanting me.

I was not going to stop now.

I didn’t think I could.

I knelt and my hands grabbed her legs to spread them apart as I breathed in, taking in the sight of her folds against the delicate lace of her panties.

“Wait,” she panted, trying to close her legs.

“I don’t feel like waiting. I’ve waited for too long.” I held them open and placed kisses from her ankle to her calf, all the way to her inner thigh, without breaking eye contact.

She was nervous, but more than that, she looked ashamed that I was between her legs.

~Aren’t you adorable?~

“I don’t know if I want this,” she whimpered when I came close to her core.

~Liar. You are a big liar, Olivia.~

“I beg to differ. You are so ready for me.” I chuckled and stroked her sensitive nub under the fabric of her panties.

“So wet for me already, Olivia?”

I slid her panties to the side and tilted my head slightly to the left to suck lightly on her inner thigh.

“So, so pretty and wet,” I praised her, caressing the evidence with my index finger.

“Fuck,” she muttered as my mouth worked on her thigh, closer and closer, but not yet where her need grew.

~Yes.~ ~She arched her back, stretching her belly so deliciously that I had to watch.

I admired her while my thumb circled in a soft, pressured rhythm right where she needed me to.

I sucked hard, hard enough to leave a mark on her thigh, while my fingers released the pressure to lightly, slowly tease her, so she could imagine how my tongue would feel on her pussy.

~Soon.~

She sighed in disapproval as I stopped my fingers, and her hip started to rock involuntarily every time I sucked on her thigh.

It made my day.

My mood was very much improved, and I needed her here, right now.

I needed to taste her.

“You make me so hard,” I confessed, just before I licked her pussy slowly from the base up, tasting it for the first time.

She widened her legs in response, and the way she shivered sent a jolt right to my cock.

I growled, grabbing her ass with my hands and bringing her sex close to my mouth so I could do it again.

So beautiful to watch.

My cock was throbbing almost painfully.

Was I a bastard by admitting this was all I wanted?

Breaking her apart.

Having her panting and pleading for me.

And, ~oh~, she whimpered so, so good and so, so ready.

Prepped and ready for her date with Archie.

~No more teasing, baby.~

This time, I sucked on her pussy, bringing pleasure to every nerve.

She cried out with her legs forcefully opened as I locked her in my arms.

She wasn’t going anywhere, not when I was finally tasting her.

My unforgiving tongue did not stop for a second as I began to really devour her.

I was merciless, lost in how delicious she felt on my tongue.

~Fuck.~ Those moans.

They were music to my ears.

Was I bending for a woman?

They usually ended up on their knees, sucking on my cock, and here I was on my knees instead of standing, giving instead of receiving.

I held her steady until she finally relaxed.

Only then did I let go of one of her legs and, with that same hand, I pushed a finger inside her folds, making space in her tight entrance while still playing with my tongue.

She moaned, arching her back while I pounded her with my finger, not teasing anymore.

It felt great and made my heart pound in excitement.

I could do this all day.

She liked it, but I wanted her to want this as much as I did.

I wanted her to beg.

“Do you like this, Olivia?” I asked, taking my mouth from her pussy while I added a second finger to the game.

I pushed them inside, feeling how her walls clenched in response.

So soft and wet, it was fucking perfect.

“Tell me you like it.”

“Oh, Darius.” She crunched her abs to watch what I was doing while she grabbed my head with her hands and pulled my hair slightly.

Her cheeks were red like she was holding her breath.

~Are you coming out to play? Are you not feeling shy anymore?~

It entertained me to watch the mess she was in.

Lost in sensations, probably unaware that someone could step into this room at any moment.

Not that I gave a fuck.

I could feel how quickly I was building this orgasm for her, and I was testing how long she could endure.

“You are so tight, baby,” I whispered, already giving her a nickname.

She screwed her eyes shut.

“Answer me,” I demanded.

“Your fingers are so big,” she mumbled, gyrating her hips in my hands as I smiled at her comment. Yes, they were.

“You are so receptive.” I stood and pinned her to the bed with one hand while my fingers entered her pussy again.

So slowly. So good.

~You have no idea what I have in store for you, Olivia.~

I reached inside her, searching for that sweet spot with my index finger, and when I found it I moved my fingers with force, nonstop, thrusting hard with a fast and steady rhythm, bringing her to ecstasy.

She cried out and opened her eyes, frowning her face.

“I know, baby,” I cooed, guiding her body back onto the bed so I could hold her still while I continued.

She was trembling, and I knew she was about to come at any second, but she hadn’t begged yet, so I stopped.

“Do you want to come?” I teased her, drinking in how she was open and undone.

My chest puffed with pride as I admired my masterpiece.

She nodded shyly.

“Use your words,” I arched an eyebrow as I spanked her with force and pulled those thighs closer to me.

She moaned harder this time. Intoxicating.

“Where is your dirty little mouth, Olivia?” I watched her while I started grinding her.

She bit her lips in response, and I smirked.

“Did I finally find a way to make you shut up?”

“Dickhead,” she said through her teeth, watching me through hooded eyelids.

Those eyes turned acid for the first time.

I laughed and caressed her red butt cheek before spanking her again with more force this time.

“Maybe add a ~please~ there, Olivia.” I did it again until she got the point.

I was sure that if I kept spanking her, her orgasm would hit without any additional help.

“I—I… You fucking dickhead, fuck me, please!” she burst out, closing her eyes.

“Was that so hard?” I asked, reading her face.

“How do you want to come? Don’t be shy.” I encouraged her by circling her nub lightly with my fingertips. “Tell me.”

“I want you inside me,” she said, still mad, panting and clenching her jaw.

She was looking for a release, her hips grinding against me.

She was still trying to resist me.

As if she could resist how intense it was between us.

Then I took my cock out in its full glory.