Okay so this chapter is longer than I expected, but eh, consider it a treat because it took me longer to update than usual.
This chapter has explicit sexual content so... you know proceed with caution.
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Seth POV
I knew that Bayley was alive before this, but still it's kind of unreal to see her walking around and being active with everyone after seeing her lifeless not too long ago. I'm sure neither Bayley nor Roman wanted everyone to find out the way that they did, but, after the first few moments, most of the women broke the awkward silence. The tearful reunion was followed by a gleeful party. Corey broke out the bottles of vodka and proceeded to make a bunch of mixed drinks. AJ plugged in her iPod to her speakers and blasted some really loud music. We played a bunch of drinking games and toasted to Bayley several times. Paige and Eve were the only ones didn't get in on the fun. Hell even Layla joined in, and, even though Punk doesn't drink, he made himself from some non-alcoholic drinks so he could still be social with everybody, but Eve walked out of the den before the festivities started, while Paige went up to her room. I felt bad for her. I know that Paige is happy that Bayley's alive, but she may feel like Roman is taking Bayley away from her. I sneak away from the party and go upstairs to talk to Paige. When I reach her room, the lights were off, but her door was wide open and she was pacing around with frustration clear on her face. I knock on the door before entering. "Hey, Paige. You okay?"
"Does it look like I'm fucking okay," she yells at me before throwing a chair from one side of the room to the other side. The chair hits the wall hard and shatters on impact. All I can do is flinch at the action. Alright so maybe that was a stupid question.
"Fair enough. What's wrong?"
"That asshole marked her! Why does no one else see how wrong that is?"
"What's so wrong about it, Paige?"
"He let her die! He doesn't deserve her!"
"You and I both know that he didn't let her die, but that's not the real reason your upset." She looks down and takes a seat on her bed.
"I just got her back, Seth." Her face is getting red and her eyes are watery. "Why'd he have to be selfish and take her away from me again?"
"Take her away from you? Paige, Bayley is your twin sister. No one can take her away from you."
"But she's his now."
"And he's hers. According to your logic, I no longer have a brother."
"You still have Dean!" She stands up and gets in my face. "Who do I have now?!"
"You still have Bayley." I need to make her understand that just because Bayley and Roman are mates it doesn't mean that she's not her twin anymore. "You'll always be sisters, and right now you're the one being selfish."
"How am I being selfish?"
"Paige, you lost your sister, and the whole pack lost its heart. You got her back and now you don't want to share her."
"She's MY SISTER!"
"She's also a friend, a role model, a mother figure to Jojo, the love of my brother's life and the rock of this pack! You can't keep her all to yourself and to do so is selfish." She returns to her bed and sits down, running her fingers over her face and through her hair. "And don't you think that your selfishness is taking away from Bayley's happiness?" Her head snaps up to look at me directly at me with a look of pure shock. "Paige, you know Bayley's had a crush on Roman since forever. Don't you think she's elated that this finally happened for her? Don't you think that she'd want to share her happiness with her one and only sister?"
"I guess I didn't think about that." She takes in a deep breath and exhales audibly. "I don't want to take anything away from her, I just… I just don't want to lose her."
"Listen," I walk over to her and sit down next to her. "No one is taking Bayley from you. She's going to be your sister regardless of any other relationships she's in, and right now I'm sure Bayley wants her sister to be happy for her." Paige nods and gets up from the bed.
"Thanks."
"Not a problem." With that she walks out the door. Hopefully, now Bayley can get her proper welcome back reception. I stand up and begin to follow her when I run into Punk on the stairs. "Where you going, Punk? The party's downstairs."
"I need to make the those calls to our international pack members."
"We're still invading the Realm of Sirens?"
"Just because Bayley's back doesn't take away from the fact that the sirens killed her. They still have to pay. Besides, do you have a better way to end the war?"
"Nah, I guess not."
Punk continues to walk past me. I was just going to leave it alone until I remembered that Roman told me to tell Punk about Renee. I turn around quickly to catch him before he goes to his room. "Punk, wait!"
"What? What is it?"
"You remember that witch I mentioned a few days ago?"
"Yeah the one who helped you with the groceries, right?"
"Yeah, well… she's the one who brought Bayley back from the dead." He silently nods.
"We'll have to thank her then."
"No, you don't understand." Punk remains silent and waits for me to continue. "Witches don't have the power to bring people back to life, only sirens do." He nods slowly in contemplation.
"So what you're saying is that she lied about being a witch and she's actually a siren." I nod in confirmation. "I want her as our prisoner, locked up in the basement by tomorrow, the latest. Make it happen, Seth."
"I'll get it done."
AJ POV
It is so good to have Bayley back! Bayley has been really kind to me since we met, and she's been a great shoulder to cry on. Losing her was… it just hurt me so much. I know I haven't known her for long, but still to see her dead was… awful. I wasn't the only one who was sad about it either. I've never seen all of these wolves so upset since I've known them. Even Corey displayed emotion, although it was mostly rage. Punk surprised me though. I could tell he was fighting his emotions the entire time yesterday, and the look on his face when we said that they were going to invade the Realm of Sirens… I never want to see that look again. He looked beyond angry, beyond pissed, beyond sad. He looked feral, dangerous, and murderous even. It was really scary to see him that way.
Bayley's welcome back celebration aptly ended after Jojo woke up and came downstairs. It definitely sucked but we couldn't continue to drink with a little girl walking around. Paige followed Jojo shortly after and picked her up. She told Bayley that she wanted to speak to her and three of them went upstairs. Seth came downstairs too and told everyone that he was going out, and then he walked out. I wonder what his problem is. Everyone else decided to go to bed. They had just come home from guard duty about an hour ago, so I would imagine that they're exhausted. As I watch everyone leave, I notice that Punk isn't here. Did he leave earlier, and I didn't notice? He probably went back to his room, but I wonder if he's okay. After cleaning up and washing the cups that all of us used, I decided to check on Punk.
When I get to his room, his door is open and I see him sitting at the desk, talking on the phone. I don't think he's noticed that I've entered; either that or he doesn't care because he doesn't acknowledge my presence at all and continues his conversation.
"Yeah, I know it's been a while, man. How've you been?" I guess he's talking to a friend. "Yeah, no I know about what's up in Europe. I actually just got off the phone with Barrett and Neville… No, yeah it's really bad over there. That's actually why I'm calling. We're building an army to invade the Realm of Sirens." WHAT?! Bayley's alive, though. Why is he still going through with this plan?! "Thanks man! We don't have a full blown plan of attack yet, but by the time you and everyone else gets here, we'll have all the knowledge we'll need to end the war… No problem. Thanks again Kofi, I'll talk to you later." He hangs up the phone and looks up at me. "What's with the face?"
"You're still going through with this plan?" He stands up and walks to me.
"How else are we going to end the war, April?"
"I don't know, but you can't honestly think that you stand a chance if you go through with this!"
"Keep your voice down my pack needs their sleep," he tells me as he closes the door.
"This mission is suicide Punk."
"No it's not. We won't go in there blind. We'll have a plan."
"What if that's not enough?" I can feel my eyes getting watery. I don't want to cry, but what if Punk goes through with this crazy plan and they don't come back? What if Kaitlyn doesn't come back? What if Punk doesn't come back? Having to go through Bayley's death was enough; I can't go through any more.
"It'll be enough. I'm not going to allow us to fail."
"It's not about failing or succeeding. What if one of you doesn't come back? What if you don't come back?" I'm crying now. I just can't hold back my tears. Even thinking about that happening just makes me really emotional.
"April," he closes the space between us and cups my cheek, using his thumb to wipe away my tears. "We're all coming back. I'm coming back." I look him directly in his green eyes. I want to believe him, but after I've seen what the sirens are capable of, I can't help but have doubts.
"But what if you don't?" His gazes deepens and he leans closer to me, placing a kiss on my cheek.
He whispers to me softly, "Then we better make the most of today." I know I shouldn't do this again. I have no future with this man, this wolf I should say, but still the thought of never seeing him again, the thought of him being gone from this world completely… I just throw out all thought and decide to live in this moment. Who knows when we'll have another chance to do this? If he doesn't come back and I didn't take advantage of the time we had left, I'd never forgive myself. I kiss him hard, locking my hands around his neck and pulling him closer to me. One more time, just once more.
CM Punk
I can't begin to articulate how grateful I am that she decided to give me this chance. I don't know she'll let me do this again. Hell, I didn't even know how she'd respond to me just now. If this is the last time, then so be it, but I will damn sure take advantage of it.
I never break our kiss as I hook my arm under her legs and carry her to bed. I gently place her on the middle of my bed and hover over her. I slow down our kiss just to savor it. I don't want this to be like the last time: rushed, rough, purely to satiate our carnal desires. This time I want to take my time with her, draw out the feeling of being with her for as long as I can. I want to be gentle with her, show her how much I care about her, and let her know how sorry I am that I can't promise her a future. I wish I could. I wish I could give her everything that she deserves and be that guy that she wants, but I can't. This is all I can give her, so I'll make it something she'll never forget.
I move slowly from her lips to her neck as she wraps her legs around my waist. She starts grinding her hips up into mine. She's being more aggressive this time around. That's okay, I'm glad that she is. I continue kissing and sucking on her neck before she rolls me on my back and straddles me. She sits up and looks down at me with her lips curved up into a smile. She's looks so beautiful and seductive… if I wasn't hard before, I am definitely hard now. She helps me out of my shirt before taking hers off and reaching behind her back to unsnap her bra before throwing it to the side. I could stare at her topless all day if she let me. She leans over me and kisses me passionately. My hands go to her back and rub her smooth skin. I sit up taking her with me as I leave her mouth and kiss my way down to her breasts before taking one in mouth. She lets out a small gasp which turns into a moan. I wrap one arm around her waist, bringing her closer to me as I bring my other hand to knead at her free breast. Her hands move through my hair and around my neck as I suck harder on breast. I look up at her to see looking down at me with her lower lip pulled between her teeth. She's trying to stop herself from moaning, but I need to hear her noises of pleasure. I roll her nipple between my thumb and index finger. She gasps again and throws her head back. I switch breasts slowly and switch our positions at the same time, laying her underneath me. "Punk, please I can't wait," I hear her say. I sit up and unbuckle her belt and unbutton her shorts.
"What's the rush, babe?" She giggles as I slide down her shorts and panties, throwing them on the floor, along with her Chuck Taylors. I slide down her body and in between legs, holding them open as I place open mouthed kisses on her inner thighs. I tease her by kissing up to her slit but never touching it. Instead, I move back down her thigh and nibble on the sensitive skin. It elicits several loud moans that are just music to my ears. I finally decide to stop torturing her and place a hard kiss on her clit before sucking on it while penetrating her with my index and middle fingers.
"Punk," she yelps. She might wake up my pack, but right now, all that matters is the two of us, making the most of whatever time we have left together.
"You taste so sweet," I tease her as I suck on her harder. I find her spot and continually caress it. She bucks her hips to keep up with my fingers. I look up at her, but I can't even see her face, her back is arched and her hands are grabbing on tightly to her perfect breasts. Suddenly, she begins to tremble and I know she's close. I replace my tongue with my thumb and gently draw circles around her clit. I kiss up her body and reach her lips, kissing her gently before whispering in her ear. "Squirt for me, April." Her body convulses and I feel her walls tightening around my fingers. I continue to pump into her as her orgasm comes gushing out of her, landing on my arm and pants. I don't even care about my pants to be honest. I can always get them cleaned later. Watching her squirt is the single sexiest thing I could ever see. Her eyes roll to the back of her head as aftershocks of her orgasm course through her body. I finally take my fingers out of her and hold her closely to me. "You look so beautiful when you squirt, baby." She giggles and continues to tremble in my arms. I run my fingers up and down her spine and kiss her gently. Her lips are so addictive. I could kiss them all day and never be bored. I feel her calm down, but before I can do anything I'm on my back again while April pulls off my pants and underwear, along with my sneakers. She climbs on top of me and grabs my cock, pumping it a few times before guiding it inside of her. "Oh shit," I moan. The feeling of being inside of her is just… overwhelming. She's so warm and tight. I love how she just molds to me, like we were made for each other. She waits for a minute to allow herself to adjust to me. She looks down at me and kisses me before she places both her hands on my chest and slowly begins to ride me. She rocks her hips back and forth, keeping a slow and steady pace. I put my hands on her hips, not to help her or guide her but just so I have something to grab onto as she takes me for the ride of my life. She starts to bounce up and down on me and I can barely keep my eyes open. I lean my head back on my pillows and close my eyes momentarily, allowing myself to really enjoy being surrounded by her warmth. I open my eyes again and soak in the sight. Her are eyes closed tightly as she continues to bounce up and down on me, her breasts bouncing lightly with her, and between us, I can see myself sinking into her with every thrust she takes. The sight is almost too much for me, but I can't take my eyes off of it. I hope she cums soon. I can't last for much longer.
"Punk," she pants. "I'm g-gonna c-cum. I can't hold b-back any l-longer." Good.
"Cum with me," I tell her breathlessly as I grip her hips tighter and meet her thrust for thrust. Our movements become chaotic, trying desperately to reach our ends. After a few more thrusts, I can't hold out anymore, and cum inside her, pumping load after load into her.
"Oh fuck," she screams as she cums, shooting her juices past my cock, landing on my pelvis and thighs. We pant loudly, trying to catch our breath. I pull her down to me and kiss her softly but passionately as I roll her over to my side. I begin to slide out of her, but her hands go to my hips to stop me. "No, please," she whimpers. "Stay inside me, please?" I nod at her and she lays her head next to my chest. The both of us fall asleep like this, tangled with one another, holding each other closely.
Kailtyn POV
After Bayley's welcome back party ended, Dean and I retired to his room. I sat on the bed as he went to the bathroom to take a shower. It really sucks that he doesn't have his own private bathroom. AJ told me that Punk does. I wonder if any other rooms in this place have their own bathrooms. With how many people live here I imagine that there have to be a good amount.
While waiting for Dean to come back, my mind begins to drift. The events of the past few days heavy on my mind, especially what occurred just yesterday and today. It's great to have Bayley back, and I couldn't be happier for her now that she and Roman are mates. It kind of makes me think about Dean. Does he want to mate me? Does he even want a mate? He was with Summer for five years and never marked her. I mean, Dean and I have only known each other for a couple of days, but I feel like we're moving so fast emotionally. We've admitted that we love one another, he's been there for me through all this drama with Natalya and the sirens, and he was especially there for me when I killed Jojo's family. It's still so hard to believe that all this happened! I grew up with the sirens. Natalya was like a mother to me and Rosa and Alicia were like my sisters. They were my family and I knew I could always count on them, but everything's changed now. Natalya was the one who made me an orphan in the first place, Rosa and Alicia killed Bayley for no good reason, and the entire siren race is looking to exterminate the wolves!
"Kaitlyn, you okay?" Dean breaks my train of thought. I immediately snap out of my daze and turn my attention to him. He only had his pajama pants on and his skin and hair are still damp. I get hot all over and quickly turn my head to look at the dresser next to the window.
"I'm okay," I reply to him after regaining my senses. "Um, enjoy your shower?" Why did I bring that up?! The last thing I need is an image in my head of Dean showering.
"It was a regular shower. How much could I enjoy it?" I know he's teasing me. He loves teasing me. He's just a jerk… a lovable jerk… my lovable jerk.
"I don't know what you do while you shower." I hear him let out a low chuckle and hear him walk toward me. I'm getting nervous now. Dean and I have been getting more physical, but we haven't been… completely intimate yet. Two days ago he gave me, what was hands down, the best head I've ever had, and during yesterday's training session I kind of gave him a hand job. Despite everything, I still think that having sex right now would ruin what we have. Dean and I have a bond that I've never felt with anybody. Granted, I don't have much experience dating. While living in the Realm of Sirens, I wasn't exposed to men at all. My first interactions with men were when I first moved to Gilford. Even then I didn't have my first boyfriend until I got my job at the bar, and he was my boss nonetheless. I didn't think dating my boss was a big deal until I told AJ about it. She told me that typically relationships at the workplace never work out, but I didn't listen to her. Looking back on it, I should have taken her advice to heart. I dated him for six months before losing my virginity to him. A month later he left me. I don't know if he left me for another woman or not, I never bothered to ask him, although, it did make things awkward at work. Once again I'm pulled out of my thoughts when Dean gets on his knees in front of me and twirls a lock of my hair in his left hand.
"What's on your mind, my dear," he asks me with a smirk on his face. I give him a small smile in return.
"I was just thinking about the last few days. We've all been through a lot, but I'm really happy that Bayley's back. She's been really great through this whole thing, for me, for AJ and especially Jojo. I'm glad we didn't have to say good-bye forever."
"Yeah, I'm glad to have her back too. I wasn't expecting for her to come back and be Roman's mate though."
"That was a surprise for me too, but I'm happy for them. They balance each other well."
"I guess." Dean sighs deeply and stands up to walk over to the dresser.
"Are you okay? You seem a little… perplexed."
"I just hope they're careful, you know? The curse is still floating above our heads, and being marked only intensifies your sexual desire, but as long as they're smart and use protection, we won't have to worry about losing Bayley again."
"That works?"
"What works," he asks as he gets out a black tank top and puts it on.
"Contraceptives. They work on wolves?"
" I don't know about the pill or any of those things, but why wouldn't a condom work for us?" I feel stupid. If I had taken the time to actually think about it, I could have come to the conclusion by myself.
"Yeah, I guess that was a dumb question." I stand up and walk up to Dean, hugging him from behind. I lean my head on his back and close my eyes, taking in his scent; just letting the smell fill my lungs. I've never smelt anything so… addictive.
"What's gotten into you, Kaitlyn," he asks me kindly as his hands grab mine and bring them up to his lips. He kisses my fingers gently, and I can feel my face becoming flushed.
"Nothing. I guess knowing that Bayley and Roman are mates, makes me think how lucky I am to have you."
"Are you thinking you wanna be mates too?"
"No, it's too soon for that. We haven't even had sex yet." He turns around in my arms and wraps his arms around my waist, holding me tightly. He leans down and kisses me softly before bringing his lips to my ear.
"We can change that right now if you want," he whispers. I can't help but giggle at him. This wolf is beyond horny. I push on his chest and look up at his grinning face. I shake my head negative and smile at him.
"Right now I'm just really grateful to have you. You've done a lot for me since we met, and you didn't have to." He brings his right hand up to my face and slowly traces my lips with his thumb before kissing me. At first I thought it was just going to be a quick peck, but it quickly escalated. His left hand reaches down to my butt and grabs it roughly, kneading my clothed flesh. I can't help but gasp at the feeling, which provides Dean with the opportunity to explore my mouth with this tongue. I'm little surprised but I respond eagerly, fighting with his tongue for dominance. I moan into our kiss and I can feel myself getting wet. Ugh, I just said that I didn't want to have sex yet! He's totally doing this on purpose. I stop our kiss and pull away from him, but I don't get far. He wraps his arms around my waist again to keep me close and attacks my neck with his lips. "Dean, come on." I can't really form a complete sentence. I love feeling his mouth on my neck. As soon as I know it, I'm whimpering in ecstasy. Damn, why does he have to have such a talented mouth? "Dean-oh, we need… to… s-stop."
"Why? We don't need to have sex darlin'. We're just having some fun," I can't help but laugh at him briefly.
"I-I need t-to take a s-shower." It's definitely an excuse to get me out of this situation, but it's also true.
"You can't put that off for fifteen minutes to play with me?"
"N-no," I pant out. "I f-feel dirty. P-please Dean? Let me b-bathe first?" I mostly feel dirty because I can feel my juices leaking past my panties, but I damn sure am not going to tell him that. Although I'm sure he can smell my arousal. Hopefully he'll just respect my wishes and let me go.
"Fine," he tells me exasperated. "Don't take too long, though." He winks at me and lets me go. I can't help but flash him a small smile before gathering my PJs, towel and washcloth and heading to the bathroom.
Dean POV
I've got to say that this no sex thing is killing me. I understand that she wants to wait, I respect that but playing the waiting game has never been one of my strengths. Granted, the little things we've been doing the past two days have been great. I especially needed it yesterday after my guard duty shift with Sheamus. He wouldn't fucking shut up the entire time. He kept talking about how I need to my emotions in check if I plan to stay a member of this pack. Like Punk would ever go for expelling me from the pack. Not to mention that Seth and Roman would go ballistic and raise hell, if the subject was even brought up. I honestly think he wanted me to hit him so he could tell Kaitlyn that I was dangerous or something. I know Sheamus saw how upset she was with me when Seth and Roman finally pulled me off of him during our fight. He probably thought that he could capitalize on it and steal her from me if I fought him again, but I didn't play into his little game. I took a page out of Bayley's book and ignored him. All that night I focused all my energy on guarding the humans. After a while, Sheamus' voice just ended up being background noise. Afterall, the last thing I needed was another reason for Kaitlyn to be mad at me.
It took thirty minutes, but Kaitlyn finally came back from the bathroom. She had on shorts that clung to her hips and a tank top with thin straps. She has a towel on her head and rubs it on her hair for a few seconds before taking it off and letting her wet hair fall past her shoulders. Damn I wish she wanted to have sex! I want to ravish her body so badly. She throws the towel in the laundry bin and gets in the bed next to me.
"You took your time," I tease her. She turns on her side to face me and looks at me, smiling.
"I told you I felt dirty. I needed to be thorough."
"Thorough, huh?" I bring her closer to me and kiss her lips quickly. I'll never get tired of kissing her. Her lips are just too soft and kissable. When we break she leans her head on my chest and we just lay back and relax.
"So you never told me what happened between you and Sheamus that made you fight."
"That's in the past, Kaitlyn. Can't we leave it there?"
"No," she tells me while drawing circles on my chest with the tip of her finger. "Punk blamed me for the fight, so I want to know if I was really the reason you guys were fighting." I take a deep breath. I don't want her to blame herself. After all, she wasn't the reason I fought Sheamus. Sheamus was the reason I fought Sheamus.
"You were the topic we discussed before I hit him." I feel her head leave my chest, and I look down at her. The look on her face is one of embarrassment and guilt. "Hey don't go blaming yourself. Sheamus was the one talking so much crap. That's the reason I kicked his ass."
"But the fight started over me."
"Kaitlyn, if he would have just kept his nose out of our business he wouldn't have gotten his ass handed to him. Don't take credit for his stupid choices."
"What did he say about me that got you mad enough to hit him?"
"He told me that I would fuck up with you like I did with Summer, and that he would be waiting for you when I do." She places her head back on my chest.
"You don't believe him do you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, you don't believe that I would go to him, do you? Or that I would leave you?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"Why else would you want to fight him unless you thought there was a chance that he was right?" Oh wow. I never thought about it that way. Am I worried that Kaitlyn would one day get tired of waiting for me to mark her? Am I worried that I'll fuck up and Kaitlyn would leave me for him? I couldn't be worried about that… could I? "Your silence says a lot."
"I don't know to be honest, Kaitlyn. I'd like to think that I wouldn't believe a word he says, but… I guess a part of me worries about that."
"Dean," she climbs on top of me, straddling my hips and sitting up. I look up at her in awe. How can someone be so beautiful? "You never have to worry about that, okay? Sheamus will never get between the two of us. I would never leave you for him, and don't worry about fucking up okay? I'm not that petty. Whatever problems we come across we'll work through, alright?" I nod at her and place my hands on her hips. I seriously need to not mess up what I have with this woman. "Good. Now I need you to make peace with him." I make a face at her. Why in the world should I make peace with that jerk?
"Why would I do that?"
"Dean, after almost losing Bayley, I think we need to make sure that all of us are on a united front. We can't afford to have the slightest rift on our team or Natalya will take advantage of it." I can see her point, but I have my reservations about trusting Sheamus.
"I don't know Kaitlyn. I mean I thought we buried the hatchet a long time ago, but apparently not if he insists on trying to destroy what we have."
"Come on, Dean. Please?" Ugh, why'd she have to say please? I mean if it's that important to her, I could work something out with Sheamus. Of course, I could use her request to my advantage.
"If I do this," I begin as I move my right hand from her hip and gently stroke her upper arm, "what would I get out of it?" A sinister smile spreads across her face and I know she's picked up on my hint.
"Just lay back and relax while I show you." She moves lower on me and gets in between my legs before pulling down my pants and underwear. I'm already a little hard from when she sat on me, but I guess that's not enough for her. She wraps her small hand around my cock and starts pumping it up and down, instantly making my cock grow rock hard. I lay my head back and try to control my breathing, she's barely done anything, and I already think I might lose it! Suddenly I feel her tongue licking the tip of my cock and I can't even believe it! Is she really about to give me head?! I prop myself up on my elbows so I can watch her. She looks up at me and smiles seductively as she licks me from the base of my cock to the tip. She repeats the action several times before kissing the head and finally taking it in her mouth.
"Oh, shit," I whisper. I didn't mean to say anything, but it just kind of slipped out. I guess she heard it because I can feel the vibration of her giggles on my cock as she sucks more of it in her mouth. That's definitely not helping. I'm not usually so vocal during any kind of sex, although I love making women scream with pleasure. Call it what you like, it's just how I operate, but Kaitlyn? She's different. Something about her makes me lose control. She takes more of me into her mouth before she bobs her head up and down, sucking me for all I'm worth. This feels way too good. I didn't think she'd give me head. I thought I would get another hand job, but damn am I glad she decided to do this instead! She sits up on her knees so that her ass in air as she sucks on me harder, bringing her hands just above cock. Her eyes look up and lock with mine. This view is fucking spectacular, and I'm trying desperately not to moan any louder. "Fuck, Kaitlyn, you look so sexy doing that," I compliment her. She hums in response and I can feel the vibrations on my cock. "Fuck," I moan out a little louder. I don't know how much longer I can last. Between the hard sucking, sexy view and soft vibrations, I'm about to burst. She moves one of her hands lower, dragging it down my skin before it reaches its destination and gently begins to massage my balls. I throw my head back instantly. I definitely can't hold out any more. "Kaitlyn, I-I'm gonna cum," I warn her. She grabs the base of my cock and continues massaging my balls as she removes her mouth for a moment.
"Cum for me, please? I want to taste you." That has got to be the hottest thing any woman has ever said to me! She immediately goes back to sucking me, but this time I can feel the head of my cock reach the back of her throat repeatedly. I can't hold out anymore. My fingers tangle themselves in her soft, damp hair to keep her head in place as I climax… hard. My seed shoot into her mouth and I feel her gulp down every drop. My climax finally subsides, shooting the last of my cum into her waiting mouth. I collapse back on the bed and let go of her hair. I'm still trying to catch my breath when I feel her give my cock one last lick before laying on top of me, kissing up to my chest and neck before landing her lips on mine. She rolls off of me to lie down beside me, putting her head on my chest and brings her fingers to trace… something on my abs. "How was that?"
"Do you really have to ask," I ask her, completely out of breath.
"Promise me you'll work it out then?" I look down at her and lock my gaze with hers before giving her a smirk.
"I promise you, I will work it out."