Worth Every Penny - Sex Stories

Worth Every Penny

... that."

"Everyone else seems to think there is," I muttered, then immediately wanted to take back my words. Since when did I care what anyone else thought of me? "Do you think it's strange, the way I want you to fuck me?"

His hand moved to my cheek. I realized my jaw had indeed relaxed since he'd made me come. "No, I don't," he said. "There's always a kind of vulnerability involved in sex, even if we don't want to acknowledge it. You don't want to be vulnerable by letting me look into your eyes while I'm inside you, or by allowing me to kiss and hold you. But you're vulnerable in other ways."

I furrowed my brow. "How so?"

"I don't think you realize just how much control you gave me when I bent you over that couch to fuck you." I closed my eyes when Chase lowered his mouth to my breast so he could swirl his tongue over my nipple. "You went limp in my hands at one point, Mare. If that's not vulnerability, I don't know what is." He rested his palm on my thigh, and I immediately spread my legs wider, inviting his touch. "I'd love to try something new with you, however."

"Yeah? What would you like to try?" My voice had grown breathy, revealing my arousal.

In reply, Chase eased me onto my other side, so my back was to him. Then he nestled against me. I quickly tensed, but he placed a hand on my hip as if to calm me. "Just skin against skin, not all that much different than when we fucked before." I stayed quiet even when Chase slipped an arm underneath me, in ...

... effect cradling my body. Despite my best efforts, I began to squirm. Yet my discomfort gave way to lust the moment his hand slid from my hip to my pussy. Though he was gentle in massaging my clit, it immediately responded, as if each nerve ending held a memory of the pleasure Chase's fingers had delivered before. Soon I was moaning and rocking against him, delighting in his heat and his scent, and in the feel of his lips on my neck.

When he began rolling my nipple between his fingertips, I blurted out, "I want you inside me!"

"Like this?" he whispered.

"Just like this." I moved only far enough to retrieve the condom I'd left on the bedside table. Then I settled back against Chase, and by the time he entered me, I was wet and slick with need. The sex was slow and languid, lacking all the frenzy of our previous fuck. Yet with each gentle thrust of Chase's hips that drove his cock all the way inside me, I could sense a different kind of passion building between us. We were even more connected somehow, so I was exquisitely aware of every place his skin met mine.

It took only minutes for him to have me shaking, right on edge. With his cock and his fingers, and his mouth, Chase heightened my lust until it became a fervent need to orgasm. His quickened breathing let me know he was close, too. I was thankful for the darkness, for I knew if I'd looked into his eyes then, I would have come apart completely. As it was, this felt like an insistent unraveling of all my inner ...