Who Cared
Who Cared
Tamara POV
The moment I climbed onto his lap again, Matt gasped. I could feel his heart racing, but he didn’t let me go. He held me firmly, possessively, his arms like iron bands around me.
“Don’t move, Tamara,” he murmured, his lips brushing my ear. “Because then I wouldn’t be able to handle myself”
But I was on a different path tonight. I twirled in his lap and swayed my hips side side. I flipped my hair to the side. As the music turned louder, I bent down in his lap in a sexy position, swingling my ass. His hands lay on my waist and my skin began to tingle. He lowered his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent, and I purred.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Tam…” he deeply whispered in my ear, kissing my ear softly.
I looked at him with a teasing smile, and then I looked down my body. Gods above. It felt like my expressions were reflecting my thoughts. I wanted him to touch me. Salaciously. Yep, it was alcohol talking Not my brain.
When he didn’t, I licked my lips and went on to bite his chin. I got down, walked around the chair, working my hips up and down with the music. When I was in front of him, I ran my fingers down his chest. I stood in front of him with my chest leaning towards his face and my butt slightly out. Then I slowly lowered myself into his lap and straddled his legs. When I rolled my hips again, another feral growl emanated from his chest because I think I touched his very huge bulge.
Before I could process what was happening, he grabbed the back of my neck, pulled me toward him, and kissed me hard–a kiss full of heat and need, and for a moment, I let myself feel everything. It was an all–consuming kiss that burned me, charred me, left me wanton.
“Let’s go,” Matt muttered, suddenly standing up and hauling me over his shoulder.
I squealed as my hair fell down. “Put me down!” I exclaimed, kicking my legs.
He spanked my butt hard. “If you don’t stop this, I’ll punish you.”
“Ooh! Punish me!” I chuckled. But would he? Damn it. My thoughts were all over the place. And why did I feel like I wanted to clench my thighs.
His large hands squeezed one of my butt cheeks roughly as he inhaled my scent. The warmth from his touch lingered, sending an electric jolt through me. I couldn’t suppress the sudden desire that sparked deep in my belly. His scent enveloped me, and the rumble from his chest only made my heart race faster.
His chest vibrated with a rumble. He marched out of the room, taking me upstairs, away from the party. “You invited this,” he muttered.
As he carried me upstairs, everyone shouted and squealed, but the voices faded in distance when he opened a room, walked in with me, and slammed it shut. There was no escaping him now. I was entirely at his mercy, caught between wanting to push him away and needing him to pull me closer.
I didn’t know whose room was this, but it was small and had a double bed. Matt sat down on the bed as he lifted me and straddled me on his lap in a way that I was lying across him, my butt in the air. He held my waist tightly to steady me. Then he leaned in, his breath warm against my ear. “You invited this,” he whispered.
I squirmed in his lap, feeling the heat radiating from him. He lifted my skirt, and brushed my butt–cheeks with his large palm. “Are you ready, Tammy?” he asked.
Before I could say a word, he smacked my butt. “Ah!” I gasped as the sound echoed. Goddess, it was such a sensuous moment that I found myself going back for him.
His breath turned shallow. He lowered my panties and squeezed my butt, a feral growl escaping him. He lifted his hand and spanked me again. I gasped, loving it. Left, right, left, right. He continued to spank me until my butt–cheeks were stinging in pain, until my pussy was weeping. I cried, wanting something, wanting him to do something.
“Look how wet you are for me,” he rasped. “And look at that lovely red butt!” I moaned when he brought his finger in between my thighs, right where over my pussy. To my embarrassment, I found myself rubbing myself against his fingers. He chuckled darkly and rubbed me harder over there.
“Ahhh!” I moaned. “Ummm… I–I need…”
“What do you need, Tammy?” he asked as he increased his pace.
“I–I need…”
Suddenly, he took his fingers to my clit and pinched it. I screamed as heat coiled tighter in my belly. Something like tsunami crashed into me. But he immediately removed his fingers. “What do you want?” he growled again.
“Please, Matt…” I moaned, hating the loss of his fingers.
“Please, what?” he insisted.
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“In–need t–to come!”
His chest vibrated with another rumble. “Yes, baby!‘ He brought his fingers to my clit and rubbed it hard, keeping his thumb on my pussy. The sensation was so sensuous that within a few seconds, I came all over his fingers, screaming hard Stars burst into my vision and I continued to come. Matt didn’t leave me. He cupped my sex until the wave of my orgasm passed through. Once I opened my eyes, trying to gather my thoughts, he picked me up in his lap. Then he took his fingers into his mouth and licked my juices from there while maintaining his gaze on me. Goddess, this was the most erotic sight of my life. But what happened next was something I couldn’t forget.
“Now I want those lips around my cock,” he demanded.
And I wanted it. No. I craved it. He made me kneel in between his legs, and opened his zipper.
My eyes couldn’t steer away from him. He pulled out his raging cock, and I stifled a moan. It was the most beautiful thing I‘ d seen in my life. Long, rock hard with velvety skin stretched over its thickness. A thick vein on the side throbbed.
“Been dreaming about it,” he rasped.
I couldn’t handle my emotions and my hand shot to cup his bollocks.
Matt POV
I couldn’t stop licking her orgasm. I wanted to lift her like a chalice and drink from it, but I didn’t want to scare her. I had to take it at her pace. The tremors of pleasure began even before I had made her kneel in front of me. The fact that she kneeled in front of me without getting frightened, aroused me even more. I was already on the verge of coming. And the way she stared at my swollen cock, I said, “Touch it.”
She fondled my sac and stroked it. My heart stopped with the first touch of my mate. I went dizzy with pleasure. Somehow, I managed to utter, “Put your lips on it.”
She leaned in, but she hesitated. And her hesitation was enough for me to understand that she hadn’t ever done this before. It only made me feel joyous. In order to help her, I held the back of her head with one shaking hand and my cock with the other. I guided her closer. Taste me, baby.” I was shaking with anticipation, afraid that I’d come spontaneously. I inhaled a ragged breath when her tongue darted out and she licked my slit. My eyes rolled in my head, and I bucked uncontrollably toward her tongue. “Now, just take me in.” I kept still when she opened her mouth and I fed my shaft to her. Goosebumps scattered over my skin. “Suck it between your lips.”
As soon as her mouth was wrapped around my cock, I felt my world spinning with a dizzying speed. “Gods, woman!” She gazed up at me and started sucking it deeper, deeper until her cheeks hollowed.
No, no. I couldn’t hold my cum. With a desperate groan, I said, “About to come.”
I had been dreaming of this ever since I knew that she was my mate. It was my fantasy, and now that my fantasy was turning into a reality, I felt like I would come in three measured strokes. Veles! I wanted to wait, savor her mouth, but I couldn’t. I ejaculated with a roar that shook the glasses and doors of the room. Probably house. Who cared. I came and came until I was sure that every drop of my seed was inside her.
Once I finished spending, I removed my cock from her mouth and pulled her in my arms. Between kisses, I said, “I’m going to suck your pussy next time, and you’ll allow it.”
When she shivered in my arms, I knew that she would.
“Mark my words, Tammy, in time, you’ll be praying for me to get inside you.” I made her lie next to me, knowing fully well how tired she was. I petted her hair until she had passed out. And then I dozed off next to her fitfully. When I awakened, my cock was hard as wood. I debated if I should wake her with my tongue between her thighs, but I decided not to push her. So I sat on the chair, ignoring the ache in my cock, and gazed at her, which was my favorite sight.
