Chapter 33: Tangled in Desire

His eyes widened in surprise and then narrowed, overcome by lust. He pressed himself against me so hard I could barely take a breath.

“I was going to wait,” he said. “I was going to win you over by taking you on dates.”

“You have me. I’m yours.”

Cyrus wound my hair around his fist and pulled my head back, exposing more of my neck. “Yes, you are.”

He trailed open-mouthed kisses down my neck and onto my chest. He stopped right above my nipple and looked up at me. I squirmed beneath him, trying to get him to continue.

He dove back down, roughly kissing my breast while massaging the other one with his hand.

I gasped when he sucked my nipple and his teeth nipped at it. It was on the edge of being painful, but pleasure won out.

He continued his way down my belly and pulled off my panties in one swift movement. I sat up and reached for his boxers, but he slammed me back down into the mattress.

He ran his hands over my body from my shoulders to my groin. His hand cupped my crotch, covering me in a warm, tight hold. He dipped his middle finger into me in one quick motion.

A wave of pleasure came over me, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out.

“Don’t. Let me hear your sounds. I want to know how good I make you feel.”

I responded with the moan I’d been suppressing.

“That’s right, baby.”

Cyrus added another finger. Another moan escaped my mouth, and my eyes rolled back. I felt my walls clench around his fingers.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. You’re going to feel so good around my cock.”

I gasped at his graphic words but was quickly overcome by another wave of pure bliss when he started rubbing his palm back and forth over my clitoris.

I grabbed his shoulders with both hands, my nails digging into his skin.

“Does that feel good, baby girl?”

I nodded, still clawing at him.

“Say it.”

“It…it feels ~so~ good…”

Cyrus bent down toward my center. Suddenly I was engulfed in sparks as his hot tongue slid out of his mouth and into my core.

He kept his fingers inside, slowly pumping in and out, while his tongue took care of my most sensitive part. I was on the edge of nirvana. My moans turned into sobs.

“Cum for me.”

As if under a spell, I came undone. My muscles spasmed, I shuddered, and I gritted my teeth as the orgasm took over me.

“Out loud.”

He was unfazed by my hands clawing at him, leaving pink streaks on his back. I opened my mouth involuntarily and cried out.

Cyrus held me until my body stopped shaking, and then softly put some strands of hair back behind my ear.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He kissed my still-parted lips. “I will never get over the sight of you cumming like that.”

I opened my eyes and blinked until he came back into focus. His beautiful, dark features and that look of lust in his eyes filled me with desire.

I pushed him off me and climbed on top. I quickly pulled off his boxers and nuzzled into his groin, making him double over a little.

I pressed back on his pecks to get him to lie back down, and he chuckled at my attempt but gave in.

I wrapped my hand around the base of his swollen member. Had it grown even more since last time? I slowly started lapping at him, starting at his balls and continuing upward.

I dragged my tongue up from the base to the tip, making his erection bounce up and down as he tried to keep control over his abdominal muscles.

I squeezed the base as I took the tip in my mouth and suckled it. Cyrus grunted and grabbed my hair again.

I circled my tongue around the tip, then started taking in more and more of him until I could feel him turning a corner in the back of my throat, which I knew was the deepest I could go before I would start gagging.

I bobbed my head up and down, alternating between quick little movements and long, deep strokes. Cyrus jerked beneath me and suddenly sat up, pushing me off him.

“I want to cum inside you.” His voice sounded so hoarse it was almost hard to make out the words he spoke.

“Do it.”

He flipped us, so he was on top, hovering over me. He positioned himself between my legs with the head of his erection at my opening.

“Look at me.”

I looked up into his eyes.

“Tell me you’re ready again.”

“I’m ready, Cy. ~Please~.”

That was all he needed. I saw his chest expand when he inhaled, and then he sank into me, stretching me to my limit, making me cry out with both pain and pleasure.

We stayed still for a moment, both focusing on our breathing. Cyrus rested his forehead against mine, and I could feel the heat radiate off him.

“Holy shit. Holy shit, baby. You feel so fucking good.”

I couldn’t speak. We just stared into each other’s eyes for a moment. Then he slowly began moving.

He pulled back just a little and then moved into me some more, allowing me to stretch to accommodate his size. With each movement, he stretched me a little further, making me gasp and moan.

I closed my eyes, feeling the pain slowly get replaced by pleasure more and more.

“Are you okay?” He kissed my neck softly.

I nodded and pressed my lips into his hair. “Yeah,” I said. “I’m good.”

“Open your eyes.”

I followed his instruction. Cyrus slowly pulled back again, and then bucked his hips, driving his hardness into my softness.

I moaned, closing my eyes again. This time it didn’t hurt at all. It just felt good. So good.

“Open them. Look at me.”

I opened my eyes and looked into his.

“Good girl. Now keep looking at me.”

I sucked in a breath, butterflies rushing through my belly. The electricity in the air between us was almost palpable.

Cyrus moved again, and this time he didn’t stop. He began slowly pumping in and out of me, all the while holding my gaze. It was the most vulnerable and turned on I had ever felt.

He began picking up speed, now rhythmically thrusting himself into me, bringing me closer and closer to euphoria with each movement.

I started to lose control over my body as lust took over. I threw my head back and arched into him. I needed his hot, smooth skin to touch every inch of me.

I pulled up my knee, and he grabbed it and moved it up more, sinking even deeper into me. I couldn’t help but cry out in pleasure, feeling my orgasm nearing.

I felt myself tightening around him, and Cyrus growled out loud and sped up even more. His thrusts became harder, more aggressive. It was turning animalistic, primal.

Suddenly he grabbed a handful of hair and tugged my head back to bite into my neck.

I gasped at the feeling, shocked by how it could somehow feel excruciating and magical at the same time.

His other hand found mine beside my head and interlocked our fingers. His pelvis slammed into mine, pushing me closer to the edge with each jolt.

“Cyrus… Cy, I…”

“Good girl,” he groaned, not losing speed or force. “Cum with me, baby.”

And I did. I cried out as fireworks went off in my head, the world spinning around me. My body jerked involuntarily, twitching and clenching around Cyrus’s erection, milking him.

I could vaguely see his stunning face contort with pleasure as he let out a loud, feral growl. His body jerked inside me, filling me with his hot seed.

Our bodies twitched against one another, echoing the orgasm that was coursing back and forth between us.

It was beautiful, almost poetic, and I felt another feeling replace the lust that had been in the foreground of my mind mere seconds ago. It felt warm and safe, making me want to melt into him even more.

I forgot the world around me, seeing only Cyrus’s gorgeous face, now glistening with tiny beads of sweat as he came down from his own high.

He hadn’t broken eye contact once, and it felt like it had fused us together. It was just the two of us. Nothing else existed.

We stared into each other’s eyes as if we were just then seeing each other for the first time. Sparks surged through our bodies, everywhere we were touching, and the air sizzled between us.

Cyrus’s arms began shaking. The exertion was finally taking its toll on him. He collapsed into me and then pulled me on top.

Then he spoke the words that had silently been running through my mind, completely unbeknownst to me.

“I love you.”