SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ
Chapter 77 - SEVENTY SEVEN

Chapter 77: Chapter SEVENTY SEVEN

- KILLIAN -

A groan make it’s way out my mouth as I pull out slowly, leaving half of my length inside her, while holding her with one hand and pressing her body against the wall.

I let go of her hair and place my hand on her ass. Now I twist her hips back and forth on my dick. I’m so hard.

Hazel’s pussy clenches around me, causing another groan.

Fuck. I missed having her around me. I missed being in her. Having her in my arms, not unconscious nor in pain, naked this way in the confinement of my bathroom gives me a form of relief I never thought I needed.

Hazel mewls as her ass slams into my pelvis. So far, I’ve been slow. I’m huge. I’m aware of that fact and it’s been a while since she took me in. I want to make her pussy get accustomed to my girth.

And I will.

"How are you doing this to me?" Hazel breath on my face. I look up to face her. Her eyes are shut. "You’re not even moving. Yet you’re all over me at the same time. Messing with my mind."

I press my lips on her chest, kissing her with my tongue.

Soap taints my tongue. I can scent her spiciness and it makes me desire her all the more.

I push her body out of me steadily then gently slam her back into me. She’s so wet that I have her essence dripping all over my pelvis. I can hear every sound of her ass smacking my body.

"I could ask the same." I whisper, sucking her breast. Her body writhes to my touch accompanied by subtle pants.

Hazel digs her hand in my hair, tightening her fist before reaching her fingers down my face. She pulls my chin up to face her. "I want to feel your mouth in mine." She breath, biting her lower lip. I slam into her this time and she groans. "I thought we’d have less talk time and more mouth fucking to bed from the car. Never expected us to take this long."

A smirk forms on my lips. "That can be arranged." I say, staying in her.

"What?" Hazel giggles, "Killian, I’m wet." I know she meant her body but my mind interpreted it the other way.

I let my mouth suck her nipple then trap it between my teeth before placing a gentle kiss on it. "I don’t care."

I walk in the shower with her in my arms. Water runs down our bodies. I reach my elbow to the shower button to turn it off.

Now we head out to my room.

The moment I reached my bed, I slam her back on the bed, still inside her. A whimper leaves her lips the moment her body meets the bed.

"We’re going to stain the sheets, Killian." Hazel moans breathlessly.

I pull out and linger lower, over her form. Hazel spreads her legs to let me in and I let my head hoover over her pussy, spread wide open to my gaze. "We were going to do that anyway." My mouth rests inches in front her pussy and I stick my tongue out, closing the gap. My lips envelope her pussy while I twist my tongue on her clit.

A stiffled groan leaves her lips. "Oh God!" Hazel mumbles, tilting her neck back into my sheets. My eyes are on her, watching her every move as I mouth fuck what’s mine. "Go...d!" Hazel pants, her legs quivering. I take my mouth off her pussy briefly then slide my finger over it. I stick two fingers in. The loud cry that echoes in my room sends heat straight to my already hard member.

Her juice stains my fingers. She’s so wet. I rest my head between her legs, letting my tongue take her, sucking every bit of wetness between her legs.

She tastes so fucking good. I can’t seem to have enough.

"Oh Kitten," I growl suavely and lean my hand over her to rest on her nipple. I pinch it softly between my index finger and thumb. It glides freely due to the wetness of my hand. Her wetness. "You taste so fucking good." I murmur into her skin. I can feel the vibration my words caused to her thighs. That makes me grin.

"Let me touch you." Hazel gasps. I raise my eyes to face her. Her head is peered lower to face me.

"Your hands aren’t captive."

Hazel stops me from fondling her tit. "No.." She says, barely audible. "Let me touch you. Let me ride you Killian."

My gaze darkens.

"Please." She begs. I flick my tongue on her clit again. Her body sinks into my bed but she manages to keep her head high, maintaining eye contact. "Let me lead, Killian." Hazel pants. Her eyes are filled with want, need, desire and something else that I can’t put a word on.

Innocence? She’s far from it, but God, do I want to see that eyes roll.

I lean my torso up. Now I’m kneeling on the bed and staring at her. Seeing her like this, wet and bare on my bed does things to me. Over and over again. My dick pulsates with heat. I am trapped within the fire brewed between us.

I run my eyes down her body. Before today, I would’ve thought all I had for her was lust. But now, seeing her, I’m reminded there’s much more. So much more that I’m afraid to put a name to it.

It’s not love, but it’s more than affection. I’m drawn to this girl deeply and it messes with my mind.

"Sit." I say, keeping my voice firm. Deep down, I know I’m just as breathless and captivated. "Heck, no! Kneel."

Hazel obeys, assuming the position I told her to. I run my tongue over my lips, licking her wetness spread around my mouth. Tracing my eyes over her naked form again makes my breath hitch. Her defined collar bones, her bare chest, her breasts.... one nipple wet and both erect for me... her stomach. It’s not completely flat, but I love the little bit of fat so much.

Then there’s her v line. My most favourite part. The one I love sticking my head to and devouring with my tongue. Her pussy.

My pussy.

And her thighs. They’re spread open, giving me a tempting view of her cunt. She’s dripping on my bed.

I raise my hand up and spread it in the air. "Do to mean as you wish. I’m yours, Hazel." I say to her. I never submit or surrender to women. It’s not something I do nor like doing. But for her..., for the first time.... I actually want to.

Hazel crawls to me. Now she’s kneeling directly in front of me and her nipples press hard on my chest. I close my eyes, submitting to her touch.

"Have any boundaries?" She asks, running her hand over my body slowly. "Where will you not like to be touched?"

My eyes open voluntarily. No one’s asked me this before. "I have no boundaries." I breath. My voice came out as a strained grumble. Her eyes meet mine for a second before darting back to my body.

Hazel’s hands leave my body and rests between her legs. My eyes widen when she dips two fingers in and moans. I stare at her face with a raised brow. Her lower lip is stuck between her teeth. She’s trying hard to halt her moans.

She sticks those fingers out and put two others in. Fingering herself before me.

I groan. That actually turns me on a lot more. My dick tingles.

I watch her touch herself with anticipation. A smirk creeps its way to my face when her body falls forward on mine. I leave my hands in the air. If I touch her, I fear I may not give the the control she desires so much. Hazel pants heavily on my chest.

That makes me swallow.

"My juice is the perfect lube." She purrs breathlessly on my chest and before I could say anything, fists my cock.

A groan leaves my lips. That was unexpected. I didn’t anticipate this at all.

"Payback for what you did in the car." Hazel murmurs on my skin. I notice the smirk creeping on the ends of her lips. She’s enjoying this. I can tell by the pride in her voice and how masterly her fingers stroke my length.

Her hand is small and doesn’t wrap me fully, but that’s not a problem. Hazel twists her hand around my member while giving fast, gentle strokes.

A stifled moan rattles out my lips unwillingly.

What is she doing to me? Every touch, every caress goes straight to every part of me, making me hunger even more.

"You like that, don’t you, daddy?" Her husky voice rings in my ears.

A deep chuckle vibrates out my throat. "Daddy? That’s new, kitten." I say, running my hand through her wet hair.

Hazel moves closer to me. My lips part and I let out a soft gasp. She rubs her wetness on the tip of my cock while stroking me with her hand

"Fuck." I whisper, frustration leaving my body. "Of course I do." I groan, replying her earlier question. I’m tempted to roll her over. Turn her around and rail her from behind. I’m tempted to fucking take her on this bed but I want to give her the control.

And she’s so good at it. Her body humps forward against mine.

I situate my hand behind her neck, gripping it gently. A low curse leaving my lips.

"Lie down for me, daddy." Hazel says throatily, stroking me faster.

I tilt my head high to face the ceiling, overwhelmed with the pleasure coursing through my veins. All of my senses are acting against me. My restraint is hanging on a tight thread.

She stops. "Unless you want to be edged so badly." Hazel leans her face close to my ears. "I am very skilled at that." She whispers in my ears.

So the student has become the master?

She twists her hand on my cock again and stops. "You decide." My earlobe gets caught in her teeth. She flicks her tongue on it before letting go.

"Oh how badly I want to-" My words hang in my throat. She stroked me again. Only her can make me lose my guard this much. I obey her demands.

It’s weird. I’m used to giving orders, yet look at me letting her command me. I can’t deny it, I’m impressed.

She’s someone else when in the mood to do something naughty. A very confident side replaces every other aspect of her.

"Don’t speak, just do." Hazel says, keeping her eyes locked in mine. I love that she’s keeping the eye contact. I love the confident half grin plastered on her face. I love the gleam in her eyes.

I love that’s she’s loving this. Enjoying telling me what to do. Not for long.

I’m laying on my bed, with her on top of me. My member is sprung up, thick, hard, veiny and needy for her.

"Oh God, Killian," Hazel starts, situating her knees at both ends of my thighs, trapping me on the bed. "How I love what I do to your body." She completes her sentence with a gulp. Her mouth surrounds my member, taking me in her throat with the first downward push.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

With every thrust of her face down, the deeper I feel myself in her. Her hand twists on the lower portion of my length while her tongue does it’s thing. She’s warm. I’m loving every bit of her lips brazing roughly down my cock.

"Fuck. Hazel.."

My throat tightens. I just felt her teeth.

"No words." She threatens. The masterly back and forth movement on my cock takes every bit of tension feeling her teeth gave me. "Unless you want more teeth."

I silence my tongue. My hand makes its way to the back of her head, giving her gentle pats. With the way that tongue moves....

A muffled moan slips out her mouth. My cock is in her throat fully. I can hear her gag as she pulls her head out.

.... I’d be damned.

"Oh God, I want you in me so bad, Killian." She utters, a low cry. I keep my eyes on her. She raises her hips and moves to my groin. I raise my hand to support her hips.

"Go in slowly." I say to her.

Hazel flashes me a confident grin. "It’s not my first time taking you in." She smacks into me with a sharp push. A loud cry leaves her lips and her body swings backwards. I raise my upper body to reach out to her, holding her from behind.

I notice the tears forming at the end of her eyes.

"Are you okay?" I ask with concern. That was a rather sharp entering. I felt her walls clasp around my dick and she took me in at once.

If I wasn’t concerned about her falling body, I would’ve voiced my pleasure.

Her chest heaves as she pants heavily. Hazel slips out then slams into me again. Her hands push my body backwards to rest on my bed as she grinds into me, jumping on my dick. "It was a cry of..." She mewls. "Pleasure!" Hazel gasps, still grinding my cock.

She didn’t start slow. Right from when her pussy enveloped me, she maintained a fast pace.

"Oh God." She whimpers. Her lips spread ajar and she looks down to face me. "Watch me take you in, Killian. Over and..." A loud gasp leaves her lips. "And over.." Her tone lowers. "And over..." Her hips twist around me when she slams into me.

I squeeze my hand on her thigh, groping her. My hand supports her body on mine.

"Again!" Hazel finally says.

"I never planned to take my eyes off you." I say. I want to burst. With every grind, every sound of our dirty act, every word that leaves her mouth, every damn time her ass smacks into my body, I feel myself nearing an orgasm. "Not even once."

I won’t even blink. I want to savour every fucking moment. Every facial expression she makes while being my good girl, taking my cock in.

Her body writhes on mine. She collapses forward, resting her torso on mine. Hazel’s breath quickens as she fucks me. I let my hand hold her ass to me.

"Do you want me to touch you?" I ask. Her pants are getting louder.

I want to lock my lips in hers. I want to feel every bit of her and she knows. I can tell that she’s starving me on purpose.

"Just say the word and I will." I add breathlessly.

"Beg me."

There’s the catch.

"Beg me to let you touch me." She whispers into my skin. Her tongue meanders my chest. "Beg me to make you come." Hazel whispers into my ears. She lifts her torso up to face me. "Beg me, Killian." She says, locking her lips in mine.

I open my mouth to let her in. She enters. Sticking her tongue in my mouth and twinning it with mine. I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of her lips on mine when she pulls out.

She’s really pushing my restraint. Giving me bits. I crave more.

"Beg me Killian." She mewls in my mouth. "I’m close." Hazel manages to say, still grinding on me. "But I also know when to stop." She slows down.

A frustrated groan leaves my lips.

"Please.." I start. I’ve never had to beg before. "Don’t make me suffer." She lifts her hips in a rhythm that leaves me choked. Longing for more. Hazel lingers her lips on mine, alluring me with a fake kiss. "Fuck me, Hazel. Please, make me come."

"When you ask me that way, how can I say no?" Her lips devour mine and I feel her hands moving over me, touching places I never thought would be an acme to my climax.