Frozen - Casey L.A. - Страница 36

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I widened my eyes when Darcy pushed my legs open as wide as they would go with his shoulders. He kept his eyes locked on mine as he lowered his head and snaked his tongue out. He placed his tongue on me and licked from my entrance up to my clit.

Oh, fuck.

I gasped and bucked up against Darcy's mouth, but the lower half of my body didn't move because Darcy had a tight hold of me. I looked to Darcy with hooded eyes when he growled.

"So sweet," he said before he put his tongue back on me.

This time it wasn't one long lick, it was an assault from his tongue on my clit. I wanted to come up off the bed with the incredible new sensations that racked throughout my body. I've touched myself before and brought myself great pleasure, but Darcy's tongue was so much better than my fingers. I reached down at buried my hands in Darcy's hair and tugged. He hissed against me and nipped at my clit with his teeth in response to my hair pulling.

I screamed at the unexpected sensation of mixed pain and pleasure and pushed my head back into the mattress of the bed. I looked up at the ceiling and focused on it. I tried to think of anything and everything except what Darcy's tongue was doing to me and how it made me want to growl in satisfaction. Any chance of distraction failed because one thing I couldn't escape from was the feeling of Darcy's mouth on me, and what his mouth was doing to my body.

I licked my lips and whimpered when sharp shocks of pleasure zinged from my clit. I pushed my pelvis up into Darcy's face, he responded by sucking my clit into his mouth and shaking his head from left to right. I held my breath for a moment, but when the hot pulses of pleasure became too much I tried to crawl up the bed and away from Darcy's tongue.

"Too much!" I screamed. "Ah, it's too much!"

Darcy ignored my cries and bore down on my clit and licked and sucked at the bundle of nerves until my hips involuntary bucked against his face and my back arched. I groaned in pleasure as I fisted the bed sheets in my hands. Fire spread from my clit down my thighs and straight up to my lower stomach were an explosion of delight took hold of me.

My mouth hung open, my breathing halted and my eyes were squeezed tightly shut.

I felt Darcy move his mouth away from me, and when he jumped off the bed and moved around to his dresser. I heard him open the dresser and then the faint crinkling sound.

I knew it was a condom packet without opening my eyes.

I was so nervous, but my body still hummed with little aftershocks of pleasure so I was pretty chilled as I lay on Darcy's bed spread eagle. I heard a whooshing sound as fabric hit the floor then a creak as Darcy climbed back onto the bed.

I opened my eyes when he ran his hand up my thighs and moved between them. He reached forward with his hand and touched his thumb against my very sensitive clit and I cried out. He choose that moment to line himself up against me, he trust forward a few times and each time the head of his cock rubbed against my clit. I bucked and groaned.

"Neala," Darcy whispered.

I opened my eyes and the moment I made eye contact with Darcy, he thrust forward. I bit my lip with the discomfort. I looked down and even though there was minimal lighting in the room I saw he wasn't fully inside me.

Oh, Christ.

I looked up to Darcy and released my lip, but the moment he pulled the head of his cock out of me and thrust forward again with a little more force I squeezed my eyes shut as pain exploded inside me.

"Ow," I whimpered and fisted the bed sheets in my hand.

Darcy stilled. "Open your eyes, beautiful girl."

I opened my eyes and was surprised when tears fell from my eyes, ran down my temples and into my hairline. Darcy leaned down and kissed over my tear streaks, and then brushed his lips over my eyes.

"You're incredible," he breathed.

I swallowed down my sniffles.

"You're big," I replied, breathlessly.

Darcy smiled at me for a moment before he leaned down kissed me. It was during our kiss that he pulled out of me and thrust back inside. He was gentle, but it felt like he was cutting into me because the walls around him stung with the intrusion. I focused on my breathing, and on Darcy's kiss. I allowed myself to get lost in him, and when he pulled out of me and thrust forward once more I didn't feel pain, I felt a little something that was… good.

I opened my eyes when Darcy broke our kiss. I looked down at our connected bodies and Darcy's perfectly crafted stomach was the first thing I saw. I looked lower and swallowed.

He was really inside of me.

"Oh, my God," I breathed and made sure not to move a muscle.

Darcy rested on his elbows as he hovered over me.

"Look at me," he said.

I looked at him and when my eyes made contact with his, I started to relax.

"That's it baby, relax. You're okay. Trust me."

I breathed, "I do."

I really did.

Darcy licked his lips then he leaned down and kissed me again. I lifted my hands to his biceps, slid my hands up his arms, up his neck and buried them in his thick hair. I tugged and knotted my fingers in his brown locks and deepened our kiss.

I relaxed my legs and only tensed a little when Darcy slowly pulled out of me and trust back in. He went slow, and was very gentle - it helped ease the sensation of him stretching me. With each thrust, I started to feel little zings of pleasure, and I felt so much better because of it. The pain was gone - I got past the worst of it.

Thank God.

Darcy set a slow and steady pace for a few minutes as he gently thrust in and out of my body until I moaned. I heard Darcy's grunt as he ever so slightly thrust into me harder, and picked up his pace.

I broke the kiss Darcy and I shared when he thrust into my body hard and a shiver of pure satisfaction rushed around my core.

What was that?

"Fuck," I breathed.

Darcy pressed his forehead to mine. "Are you hurting?" he asked. "I'll stop if you are."

Like hell he'd stop.

"The opposite," I groaned and tested the waters with pushing my hips down on Darcy, which caused him to groan in pleasure as he fully slide back inside me.

"Jesus, Neala," he said and moved his mouth to my cheek where he bit down.

It didn't hurt at all - if possible the action turned me on more than I already was.

Darcy moved his mouth to my neck.

He kissed, licked, and sucked on me as he thrust harder into my body.

Each thrust caused a slap as our skin smacked together, the sound rang out in the room followed by our mixed grunts and moans. My body was on fire, and I felt like I needed Darcy to lean up off me so I boldly asked, "Can I ride you?"

Darcy halted his movements, and it caused my insides to contract with disapproval.

"You want to be on top?" he asked.

I nodded my head.

I screeched when Darcy gripped onto my waist and rolled his body under mine, and pulled me on top of him. I gasped when I sat upright and looked down. I was straddling Darcy, and he was still inside me.

"How the hell did you do that?" I asked in shock.

Darcy didn't reply, instead he placed his hands on my waist and rolled his hips upwards causing my eyes to drift shut. I opened my eyes then placed my hands on his and looked at him for direction.

"Up and down, baby," Darcy encouraged and hissed when I did as he asked. He bucked his hips upwards when I sank down on him and growled, "Just like that."

I repeated the action of moving up and down until I fell into a slow and steady rhythmic bounce. Each thrust Darcy made as I sunk down on him was toe curling. I leaned my head back and arched my back when my inner muscles contracted around him.

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