Ecstasy: A collection of steamest short stories

Chapter 1. My Girl

I take the necklace and loop it around her neck, hooking it in the back so it falls perfectly in the center of her collarbone. She looks down at it, staring for a moment, and at first I'm unsure if she likes it. It is a gruesome gift.

But when she looks back up at me, her lips slightly parted, she gives me her answer,

"Ryan, I'd like you to touch me now."

I don't need her to say anything else. It's the only permission I need.

I bring my body to hers, crawling on top of the table and mounting her. My waist is in between her milky thighs, and I drop my mouth onto hers, taking in the red color of her mouth until she's swollen from my kisses.

She moans into me as our tongues wrap together, devouring one another, pouring every single bit of raw emotion into each other's mouths. All the torment, all the suffering alone, all the love.

My chest hurts. My heart is throbbing, coming alive for the first time in over a year. It feels good to reward myself instead of the opposite. These molten hot chains that had been clinging to my body for years start to unshackle themselves.

Needy, wanting, and every bit of mine.

I move my mouth down, unsure if the sensitive skin on her neck tastes more like strawberries or honey, but either way, the flavor on my tongue is one I never wanted to forget.

The farther down I work, the more purple and red marks I leave across her. I want to mark every single square inch of her until she's covered in me. I would never go another day not letting the entire goddamn world know that she is mine.

"Your mouth feels so good," she whimpers as my hands grope her breasts. Soft and perky, warm and inviting to my prying fingers. I play torturously with her nipples.

I'd gone too long denying the truth that she had always been mine. And now I'm going insane at the thought of possessing her completely, owning every inch.

"It's about to feel even better," I whisper, leaving a lingering kiss just above her panties. "Fuck, I missed this."

"Me or?"

"You. I missed tasting you," I move my mouth around her naked body, "I missed fucking you, I've thought of nothing else since you left. I've touched no one else. It's just fucking you."

I roll the waistband down, her underwear off her legs in one clean sweep.

I am absolutely famished for her. My mouth waters at the sight of her glistening, pink pussy, wet and ready for me. I'd been denying myself of her cunt on my tongue for too long.

I want my fix.

Placing my body between her legs, forcing her thighs to widen in order to make room for my shoulders, I swipe my tongue from the top of her mound to her opening. She jerks against me, trying to push her leaking center to my face, chasing the friction, chasing the pleasure.

Happy to oblige, I drop my mouth to her clit, sucking on the sensitive bud with just enough pressure for her to feel it. I slowly circle the tip of my tongue around it, teasing both of us. I'm only able to play for a few seconds before I begin to devour the forbidden fruit between her thighs.

Her fingers sink into my hair, pushing me further into the center, aching for more. My hot tongue flicks and swirls through her slick folds, and I inhale her like she's my last meal on earth.

With two of my fingers, I use her juices to easily slide them inside of her tight hole, feeling her clench around me as I work them in and out of her channel.

"All the sloppy noises for me?" I groan into her sex, my voice vibrating against her sensitive bud. "How fucking sweet of you, baby."

I flatten my tongue against her clit, letting her grind against me, allowing her to control the pressure and rhythm. Letting her use me until she's ready to break.

Little wrinkles form in her brow, her moans coming out harder, her entire body writhing and coiling, spine rising from the table. My cock is heavy and throbbing, desperate to feel her walls clamp around me.

I know she's close.

I always know.

Because I know my girl.

I feel her juices streaming down my chin, coating me in her liquid, so holy it might be enough to cleanse the world of its sins. With my free hand, I smear her lubricant down towards her ass, massaging the tight hole with the pad of my finger.

"You gonna be a good whore and let me fuck this hole too?"

Part of me is teasing.

The other part of me is feral to claim every hole with zero restraint.

She whimpers, nodding her head as I continue to play, pushing the tip of my finger inside and groaning at how tight it is.

"Say it. Ask me." Lifting herself up on her elbows, face red with pleasure, she looks down at me between her thighs.

"I want you to fuck my ass." Her blue eyes are filled with so much need that I can't say no to her. "Please."

"Fuck," I groan as I make my way back up to her lips, shoving my tongue inside of her mouth and allowing her to taste herself on me. "I'm so goddamn weak for you, Sage."

I take my hand down my body, removing myself from my pants, and sit up on my knees. Wrapping my palm around myself and pumping my length, I watch as a few drops of pre-come leak from the tip.

"Ryan, please, baby. I need you," she moans, rubbing herself against me.

Carefully, I spread her legs much wider, pulling her flush against my thighs, then slid my hands beneath her ass to lift it up towards me.

Instinctively, her legs come down to rest on my shoulders, her heels still decorating her feet.

I use her sleekness to lube my cock before guiding myself to her asshole. "You let anyone else fuck you here, slut?" I ask, grinding my teeth as I ease myself inside of her. I feel her walls try to force me out, rejecting my size, but I keep pushing.

"N-no, no, only you." She shakes her head aggressively, eyes shut tight as she struggles to fit me. "Fuck, it burns."

I use my thumb to stimulate her clit, trying to ease her open.

"You gotta relax, baby girl. Let me in," I whisper, inching inside farther and farther the more I fuck her clit with my thumb. "That's it, that's my girl. Fuck, you feel incredible. You feel me stretching your ass?

Molding your walls for my cock?"

"I feel-" She is caught by a moan that takes over her entire body. "So full, so good."

Once I'm fully inside of her ass, I'm not sure how I'll be able to pull out because of how forcefully she's clamped around me.

But slowly, I start to work my hips, moving my thumb a little faster as I do. I can't help the grin that spreads across my face, the feeling of her loosening up around me enough for me to move faster. "You're such a pretty little whore, Sage. Taking me so good."

Soon, I'm thrusting inside of her with more force, and I can see that look of tension building up on her face. My thighs slap against her skin, over and over again as I push myself deeper inside of her.

My own release is licking at my heels, twisting my gut, but I don't care. I just want to watch her come.

I want to see how the euphoria erupts on her skin, exploding across her from head to toe. I wouldn't care if I never came again if it meant I could see that face for the rest of my life.

Just that would be enough.

"Fuck, fuck," she curses, digging her nails into my hips. "Ryan!"

"So tight, so fucking good," I grunt as my strokes become more erratic, out of control, feeling her spasms beneath me.

It's not enough. I want more. I want it all.

I want her broken and thoroughly fucked. So weak that I have to carry her out of this stupid party where no one understands her.

Surrounded by all these people who put her in a cage because they were afraid of what she could do if they let her have free rein.

"Come again," I growl, grabbing her legs at the ankles and pulling them apart so they fall to the table, leaving her open to me.

I sink my middle and ring finger inside her cunt, continuing to pound my length into her other hole.

"Too much," she chokes out. "Shit, it's too much."

Working my fingers in and out, quickening my pace as I do, I make sure to rub that one spongy spot all the way inside of her.

"I said come," I order, feeling my organs slice through me just as she goes into a silent scream, the pleasure overtaking her fully.

Her back arches off the table, trying to pull away from me, but I continue to pump my seed into her depths, still moving my fingers.

Clear fluid spurts onto my lower abdomen, her cunt washing over me as her second orgasm shatters her. I groan harshly as she tightens down.

The room is filled with ragged breaths as we both remain in this state of bliss, her body riding the aftershock of her climax.

I keep myself inside of her as I lean down, pressing soft kisses onto the mauled skin of her neck. Emotion mixes with the high of my lust as my tongue swirls around the marks I left, tasting the salty sweat on her skin.

Instead of asking like I did last time, I make it a statement that isn't up for negotiation.

"I'm keeping you," I say with a dry voice in desperate need of hydration.

Her fingers sink into my hair, tugging at the ends slightly, and I can feel her lips tilt into a smile. "You'll always have me, Ryan. Always."