38. Jeremiah
Chapter 38
Jeremiah
I bend down, starting at her feet, and slowly drag the towel upwards so I can dry her off from the bath. Her skin is soft and smells just like the new honeysuckle soap she bought and it's already fucking with my head.
Her breath hitches as I move the towel up her legs, taking my time to gently pat her inner thighs dry. She's completely exposed to me, but there's no hesitation or embarrassment anymore, just complete trust.
I stand, moving behind her to gently dry her back and shoulders. She sighs, leaning into me. My body responds instantly to her softness pressed against me. I brush her damp hair aside, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck.
When I straighten up, her eyes lock with mine, dark and full of desire. She reaches for my hand and guides it to her hair. I twist my fingers into the damp strands, cradling the back of her head.
"I want you," she whispers. "One more lesson."
I groan, body already reacting to her words. "Baby, are you sure? "
She nods, a wicked little smile playing on her lips. "I want to use my mouth on you this time. Will you teach me how to make you feel good?"
"Anything you want, bunny." My voice is ragged, filled with longing. This is the ultimate gift she could give me. To know she trusts me enough to do this, to do something that once traumatized her to what she thought was beyond repair.
She's been fighting her own demons and claiming back the parts of herself that have been hiding, and I'm so goddamn proud of her.
A wave of possessiveness washes over me at the thought of those perfect lips wrapped around me. No one's ever made me feel the way she does. I guide her to the bed, heart pounding with need.
Oakley straddles my hips, the slick heat of her rubbing up and down my hard shaft. She pins my wrists above my head, her grip deceptively strong. I groan at the sensation, my body taut with anticipation. I want her to take control, to ravage me until I'm delirious with pleasure and pain.
"You're mine tonight," she whispers, her lips brushing against my ear. A shiver races down my spine at her words. I'm powerless to resist her, my body and soul hers to command.
"Baby, I'm yours every night."
Oakley releases my wrists and slides her hands down so her fingers can trace the lines of my abdomen, feather-light touches that set me on edge. I buck my hips, seeking friction, but she pins me in place with her lithe body.
"Patience," she chides as her gaze rakes over my bare chest, filled with her own lust and possessiveness. She lowers her head and presses a kiss above my heart. "You're so beautiful, Rem. "
Her words ignite something deep within me. I wrap my arms around Oakley and crush her against me. Our lips meet in a bruising kiss, all the pent-up adrenaline, desire and longing pouring into that single gesture.
We break apart, breathless, our chests heaving. Oakley rests her forehead against mine, her eyes searching my face. I see the depths of her love mirrored in her gaze. In this moment, if she asked me to, I would walk away from it all. This life, my family, everything I know. I would do it without a second thought because this girl eclipses all of that for me. Cut me open and all that will bleed out is her.
She kneels between my legs, looking up at me for approval. I brush my thumb over her bottom lip. "Go slow, use your hands too. And if you need to stop…"
"I won't," she says.
And I know she won't. My girl's not afraid anymore.
"Spit on it." I demand.
Oakley's eyes widen, but she doesn't hesitate. She leans forward and spits, letting me watch as it drops from her pouty little mouth right onto the tip of my dick, her eyes never leaving mine. Slowly, she wraps her hand around my hard length, working the saliva along my shaft. The sensation is so fucking hot; I have to bite back a groan. She's an eager student, moaning around me as I begin to guide her movements. My hips rock up instinctively, and she gags slightly but recovers, hollowing her cheeks and sucking hard.
"Good girl," I praise, my voice raspy with desire. I grab her hair and gently tilt her head back. "Now suck me off like you mean it."
Oakley huffs, but she doesn't argue. She dives back down on my dick, her mouth warm and wet around me. Her tongue flicks along my head while her hand strokes the rest of my cock. My hips buck as pleasure courses through my veins.
"Fuck, Oakley," I groan, my grip on her hair tightening. "You're driving me insane."
She hums around my cock and runs her tongue along the sensitive spot just beneath the head. I curse as a shudder runs down my spine. My eyes rolling back in my head as she continues to suck and lick and tease every inch of me. Her hands roam up my stomach, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Oakley is killing me, but I'd never felt more alive in my life.
"Jeremiah," she says against my cock before taking more of me into her mouth. Her moans vibrate against my skin and it's all too much for me to handle any longer. My vision blurs as I feel myself getting dangerously close to the edge.
I weave my fingers into her silky hair, feeling the strands glide between my digits as her head bobs up and down. She takes me deeper with each pass, hollowing her cheeks and working me with her tongue in maddening ways that have my hand tightening in her hair.
"That's it, just like that," I groan through gritted teeth, pleasure coiling hot and tight in my core.
She glances up at me through her lashes, blue eyes darkened with desire. Something possessive and primal surges up in me at the sight. I slide my other hand under her chin, tilting her face up toward mine.
"You're so beautiful like this, on your knees for me," I murmur, swiping my thumb over her swollen bottom lip. Her eyes flutter shut, and she whimpers around my length, the vibrations shooting straight to my groin.
Oakley's sounds of pleasure grow louder as she takes me even deeper. The wet heat of her mouth and the sight of her on her knees before me have me right on the edge .
"I'm close," I gasp out in warning.
She responds by quickening her pace, her tongue doing incredible things as her mouth works me over. A deep groan rumbles in my chest.
I caress Oakley's cheek, running my thumb over her soft skin.
"I'm gonna come in this pretty fucking mouth of yours, baby," I rasp.
Her eyes widen slightly but she doesn't stop, quickening her pace. Everything about what she's doing has me seeing stars. With a choked groan, I come hard, spilling myself inside her mouth in hot pulses. She keeps sucking me through it, her tongue working me until I'm completely spent.
Finally, I pull her up to me, crushing her in a searing kiss, tasting myself on her lips. She melts against me; little mewls of pleasure escaping her.
My hands trail down her body, fingertips grazing over her breasts, making her shiver against me. I lavish attention on them, kissing each pert pink nipple before nipping at it just to hear the quiet little squeal in the back of her throat.
Her breath catches when my hand slips between her legs, finding her slick and ready for me. I tease her entrance before sliding two fingers inside, curling them until she arches off the bed with a cry.
"Rem, please," she gasps, clutching at my shoulders.
I latch my mouth onto her neck, nipping and sucking the delicate skin. Marking her as mine. Marking her as many ways as I can. Inside and out.
I work her relentlessly, fingers thrusting deep inside her. She's panting and shaking in my arms, completely lost in pleasure. I curl my fingers, hitting that spot I know drives her wild.
"Oh, fuck!" she cries out, walls clenching around my fingers as she comes hard. I watch her fall apart, mesmerized by how fucking beautiful she is as she lets go.
As she comes down, I withdraw my fingers, slick with her release. Our eyes lock as I bring them to my mouth, licking them clean with a low groan.
"Delicious," I rasp.
Oakley's eyes begin to droop as she comes down from the adrenaline high of her orgasm, and everything from earlier tonight hits her also. I pull her forward until we're both laying across the bed.
She curls into my side, her breaths coming out in soft, uneven sighs. I run my fingers through her hair, her silky strands slipping through my grip.
My heart swells with possessiveness and something dangerous—love. No one else will ever get to see this side of Oakley but me.
With one hand still tangled in her hair, I reach for my phone with the other. Bringing up my messages, I type out a text to my brothers.
Everything taken care of? No traces left?
It feels like an eternity before the screen lights up with a reply from Graham.
G-Money
All clear. You know we got your back.
A second later, another message pops up from Penn.
Pennywise
Relax pretty boy. I threw the best barbeque and everyone was grilled *flame emoji* I mean thrilled
I release a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. Everything is as it should be—for now. Whatever it took to protect Oakley and keep us together, I'd do it without hesitation.
Linc
I don't even want to know but let me know if you need me
I go to respond when I feel my sweet fucking girl murmuring and then feel her slick body gyrating against me.
My phone drops as she uses my leg to try and get off in her sleep. I glance down ready to wake her up when I see her coy smile and her bright eyes peering up at me through her lashes.
I chuckle darkly as Oakley grinds against my thigh, her eyes glinting up at me through her lashes.
"Just gonna use me anyway you can to get off, huh, baby?" I murmur, rolling us over so she's pinned beneath me. I slide a hand between us, feeling how slick she still is.
"Please, Rem," she whines, writhing against me.
I capture her mouth in a demanding kiss, swallowing her moans as I feel the head of my cock resting against her and push inside her tight heat in one smooth stroke. She cries out, clutching at my back as I fill her completely.
"That's right, take all of me," I growl against her lips. I set a punishing pace, pounding into her relentlessly as the headboard slams against the wall.
"You're mine," I snarl, gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises. "This pussy is fucking mine."
"Yes, yes, I'm yours!" she sobs, meeting my powerful thrusts. I can feel her getting close, her walls clenching down on me.
I latch my teeth onto the delicate skin of her throat. "Come for me. I want to feel you come all over my cock."
My words send her flying over the edge with a sharp cry. Her orgasm crashes through her, rippling around me as I continue to pound into her mercilessly.
"That's it, milk my fucking cock," I grunt through clenched teeth. I'm right on the edge, my balls drawing up tight. "I'm gonna come so deep in this pussy, put a baby in you. You'll be a fucking Blackwood soon bunny, make you my wife…my Oakley fucking Blackwood."
My words trigger my own orgasm, pleasure exploding through me as I spill myself inside her in hot pulses. I collapse on top of her, both of us panting and spent.
I nuzzle into her neck, pressing soft kisses over the marks I left. "You're mine."
Slowly, I pull out of her, watching with satisfaction as my cum leaks from her swollen pussy. The sight ignites something dark and carnal inside me. I slide two fingers through the slick mess, pushing it back inside her.
"Don't waste a drop," I demand huskily. "Keep it all in there."
Her blue eyes widen, but there's no fear, only trust and that potent desire she has for me. She nods slightly, biting her lip, "I won't, Rem. I'll keep it all in."
I drag my fingers out of her entrance before pushing them back in, feeling our cum and hearing it make obscene squelching sounds. Fuck me, that's so goddamn hot.
"You hear that, baby? Your sweet little cunt is talking to me. She wants all my cum, and who am I to deny her? I'm gonna feed her every drop you can take and then even more. She'll be bursting at the seams and when she can't take anymore, I'll feed you the rest and you'll swallow it all."
Her eyes are wide, but the blush traveling up her chest tells me she loves every fucking filthy word I just uttered.
"Get some sleep baby, cause you and I, we're gonna be fucking just like rabbits. I'm gonna wake you up with my dick and put you to bed with it, also."