"Spent"
Chapter Fifty-Eight
By Darthelwig
*** I own nothing. I'm just having fun. ***
Wanda waited patiently on her hands and knees, anticipation coiling in her gut. She was naked, on the edge of her bed, and she could've felt vulnerable, but Vision was behind her somewhere and she was safe in his keeping.
A frisson of excitement swept through her when she heard him moving, and she shivered as he ran his fingertip up the inside of her thigh. Her pussy ached for his touch, but he avoided brushing against her. She took a deep breath to steady herself, willing herself to be patient, to trust that Vision was gonna make this so good.
She sucked in a shuddering breath when his strong hands gripped her buttocks and squeezed, kneading her supple flesh, and then his tongue met her slick folds, making her moan. She was absolutely dripping wet, and he slurped and sucked at her greedily. His tongue found her throbbing clit and she jerked against him as he worked it skillfully. He knew exactly what she liked, and she writhed as he gave it to her.
God, she was gonna come. She was gonna come so hard.
Then he pulled away, and she whimpered as her body reached for that finish and couldn't find it. She was trembling, ready to beg, to do anything to get him to touch her again.
"Vis-"
"Hush." His tone left no room for argument, and she swallowed her pleas. A stinging slap on her ass made her groan, and it was followed by a few more hard swats that left her burning with lust. "Color," he said softly.
"Green," she responded breathlessly. He didn't reply, but delivered a couple of lazy smacks to her before rapidly increasing the pace and force of his strikes. He spanked her steadily until she was panting and moaning with every fall of his hand across her flesh, the pain having quickly melted into pleasure.
He paused only to dip one long finger between her folds. "So wet," he murmured, almost too quietly for her to hear, but she heard it loud and clear when he sucked her wetness off his finger with a satisfied hum. Then his palm fell across her ass again and the sting sent shivers up her spine as the heat and tension in her core built up.
She lost track of time, lost track of everything, until Vision stopped and massaged her ass, gently rubbing away the burn. She couldn't help but collapse onto her elbows, arms too weak to support her anymore.
"Good girl," he said, and she smiled at the praise, proud of herself for pleasing him. He delivered kisses to her stinging flesh, soft brushes of his lips to soothe her. She lay there with her eyes closed, enjoying his tender ministrations, soaking up the loving way his hands caressed her sides and thighs.
He pushed her legs further apart and she offered no resistance, welcoming whatever he wanted to do to her. Her core ached at being unfulfilled, but she was too wrung out to be impatient, malleable and pliant in his strong hands.
"Color," he said when he had her positioned. When she didn't reply, too lost in her head and the cloud of euphoria, he repeated himself. "Color, Wanda," he said more loudly.
"So green," she managed to say, and a squeeze to her hip was his acknowledgment.
Then he was inside of her, one powerful thrust driving him cock home. His rough entry tore a guttural cry from her, and she ground herself on his cock as best she could in her position. His soft laugh was in direct contradiction to his movements now, forceful and rough, his grip on her hips the only thing keeping her in place as he pounded her cunt, taking his pleasure from her. He held her so tightly he was lifting her off the bed to meet his thrusts, and every jolt as he hit bottom inside her teased her clit and brought her closer to a screaming orgasm. She was completely in his control, helpless to resist.
It was perfect.
She was trying hard not to come too soon, but his cock filled her so perfectly, his hard length violently pounding her cunt and pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Her throat felt raw from the constant whines and moans he was forcing from her. And then he dug his fingers into her hips even harder, tightened his grip until it hurt, and that bite of pain was all it took to send her hurtling over the edge into an explosive orgasm. She shook apart beneath him, and he rode her through it, sending her to the heights of ecstasy again before joining her. She could feel his cock throbbing and jerking inside her as he came, and his smooth voice broke as he cried her name.
He lowered her gently to the bed afterwards and she curled limply on her side, breathing hard. She let out a contented hum when Vision settled on the bed behind her and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Are you alright?" he asked, sounding a little nervous.
"Mmm. Never better," she replied, a smile on her lips. Her eyes seemed to be closing of their own accord, she couldn't keep them open, and she felt Vision caress her cheek.
"Rest, Wanda. I'll take care of you."
"I know," was her last thought before sleep claimed her.