His Little Editor (Ellis PH book 1)

Chapter 5

His hand goes to my face brushing my sweaty hair away from it. He rests his forehead against mine before he kisses me gently once and attacks my mouth. His mouth not leaving mine as he slides inside all the way to the hilt. the scream falling from my lips is muffled by his lips. I’m so full it hurts, but It just spurs the fire in my veins. I need this man to f**k me right now.

 “f**k baby you’re so tight. You’re so wet and you’re taking me so well baby.” Sawyer growls in my ear. I have never been this full before in my life and it takes some time to adjust to his size. After a minute, he moves falling into a brutal rhythm as he pounds into me. His rough movements completely different from his sweet lips. Sawyer giving me soft kisses and sweet whisperings in my ear. “I’m so proud of you baby. You’re so tight it's driving me crazy. Your p***y was made for my c**k baby. f**k you feel amazing.”

He pulls out of me suddenly and puts me on my feet. Disappointment and confusion cross my face.

I whimper missing him inside of me but before I can miss him long, I’m turned with my face against the wall. Sawyer positions me with my legs spread wide and my arms restrained behind my back by one of his. He Slams into me brutally once again. This time his mouth isn't there to cover my scream and it echoes off my walls.

 He’s deeper than before hitting my cervix with every thrust. The pain is intense, but I've never shied away from pain during s*x. His hard rhythm and the sting of our skin smacking together is pleasurable, and I’m soon at the edge again. Every thrust of his hips smacks his balls against my clit almost pushing me over. Sawyer pulls my back up to him by my arms he has pinned back and kisses me hard and sloppy. “f**k you’re such a good c*m slut aren’t you baby? So wet for me that you’re dripping. You love taking all off my c**k, don’t you? I bet you want to taste yourself on me, Huh? Not just yet baby. I need you to c*m twice more so I can reward you.” His voice deep and raw with lust in my ear. Pushing my face back against the wall. I’m currently so turned on that every dirty word out of his mouth only makes me wetter.

With every thrust I whimper, and with every withdrawal I moan. I’ve never been this high on s*x before in my life, and he hasn’t letting me c*m yet. I feel slight pressure against my puckered hole as Sawyer pushes his finger inside. I can't help letting out a purr at feeling this full. He slams into me and moves his finger in alternating rhythms. Sawyer pulls my head back again and whispers “c*m Charlie,” his mouth falling to my neck kissing it softly.  I soar over the edge riding high, my walls clamping down hard. They spasm for a solid two minutes. All the while Sawyer never stops pushing into both of my holes letting ride out my orgasm. 

When my walls finally stop clenching around him with aftershocks, Sawyer pulls out and faces me towards him again. He kisses me softly and lifts one leg up before sliding into me again at a much slower and gentler pace. He lays soft kisses all over my neck and face, “f**k you feel so good baby. I could f**k you all night in all kinds of ways and it would still feel this good.” He says while his hand smooths my sweaty hair back from my face. He rests his forehead against mine not minding the slickness on either of us and looks in my eyes. Gone is the heated lust in his green eyes. This new look is almost caring and warm. This new slow pace makes me feel safe, but it is building up tantalizingly slow and I whimper.

 “I know baby. Can you be a good girl and c*m again for me?” I fly off the edge I didn’t even know I’m at and moan low and long. As my orgasm finishes Sawyer pulls out and pushes me to my Knees. I open expectantly, not needing to be told and Sawyer chuckles. “My Perfect little c*m slut wants dessert, doesn’t she? Very well then.”

I lick his c**k from base to tip and twirl my tongue around the sensitive top. He moans as I take the tip into my mouth and hollow out my cheeks creating a suction. I force myself to take him as far as I can. he hits the back of my throat and I swallow taking him deeper. It's times like these I’m happy I have no gag reflex. I bottom out taking Sawyer whole length and hold him there as long as I can till, I need to breathe again. I feel the tears running down my cheeks from having a foreign object in my throat. The little hairs of his happy trail tickling my nose.

 I take him all the way again. his hands push my hair out of my face and fist against the back of my head. never pushing or trying to control my mouth or how deep I take him.  loving giving him the sloppy head as a slut would I look up meeting his gaze. I pull off spiting on his c**k before twirling my tongue along his tip. I take a deep breath before I swallow Sawyer again. Instead of taking him all I use my spit and hands at his base. Sawyer’s cursing my name and moaning nonstop, so grabbing his balls, my hand gently squeezes causing him to jerk.

Yanking my hair back, Sawyer tries to detach my mouth from his c**k. “Charlie pull off now or I’m going to c*m in your mouth.” I take him all the way again swallowing then humming causing a vibration. His length is throbbing now, and I can feel how close he is. I pull back so I’m only sucking his tip while my hands move around the rest of his length using my spit as moisture. I feel him twitch and hear ecstasy in his grunts. Knowing he’s about to start cumming I stick my tongue out and catch his hot seed with it. When Sawyer in no longer spurting his release, I let go of him and swallow his salty liquid. I stick my tongue out then grin showing him I swallowed every last drop.

 Sawyer reaches down to help me up and kisses me deeply. “f**k that was so hot. it's even hotter that I can taste the both of us in your mouth,” Sawyer mutters against my lips. I smile at him, plant a kiss on his lips, and walk naked to the kitchen to get water.

Sawyer follows and groans when I bent down to grab my water pitcher from the fridge. I grab two glasses pouring the water into them. Bending down again i put the pitcher away and smirk seeing Sawyer walk up behind me through my legs. He puts his hands on my hips and grinds his already hard again member against my dripping p***y. I know the night is nowhere near finished.

 Sawyer clearly has the stamina of a teenage boy, taking me bent against the cold marble counter, then on said counter before he allows me to drink my water. When we finish, he throws me over his shoulder fireman style and opens the doors in the hallway before finding my bedroom and throwing me on the bed.

My giggle turns to a moan when Sawyers mouth once again finds my center. The pleasure almost too much this time. Sawyer finally relents after getting me to squirt for him again. 

Sawyers deep voice rumbles, "Told you I was going to clean you after we finished."

Sighing I get up. I’m covered in his seed, my spit, and juices. “I need to take a shower want to join me?” I ask him. The grin on his face is almost evil as he scoops me up laughing. I giggle all the way to the shower and reach out to turn on the shower still in Sawyers arms. "If we keep this up, I'm going to feel sore for the rest of the month."

I step into the hot shower stream with Sawyer closely behind me. He grabs my Lavender scented body wash and squirts some in his hand. Instead of cleaning himself I feel his hand rub along my body cleaning me. His hands find my sensitive n*****s and start to pinch and pulling them starting the buildup to another orgasm. One I didn’t know if I'd survive if it hit. His hands come down to my sore mound and gently cleans around making sure to be gentle. He wipes me down making sure I’m clean between my legs as well. Sawyer then moves down my thighs and calves making sure I’m clean from head to toe. He reaches past me and grabs my shampoo and massages my head as he washes my hair. A sigh of contentment leaves my lips.

Sawyer leans down to kiss me quickly before he puts conditioner in my length as well. he quickly starts on himself almost militant in his movements. stopping him midway, I return the favor making sure to really lather up every inch. My hands went along his back feeling his muscles ripple underneath my touch. I go down his back to his butt and can’t resist giving it a squeeze. Sawyer shoots me a look that says to not start something I can’t finish. I continue down his legs then move up the front of his legs skipping the dirtiest part of him besides his mouth.  rubbing my hands up his V, across his rock-hard abs and chest to go around his shoulders getting his back. Then I drop to my knees cleaning his c**k the only way I know how. 

Within a minute he’s rock hard again. Sawyer grabs my arm and pushes me against the cold marble of my shower instantly making my n*****s stand at full attention. Sawyer crowds behind me and reaches down my front. His skilled fingers find my folds and push inside me finding me soaking wet.

“You’re wet again Charlie. I guess I’ll just have to f**k you again to rectify the situation.” And before he even finished his sentence, he thrusted all the way back inside me. The burn feels so good I almost came right then. Sawyer pulls out to the tip. Knowing the end was coming when Sawyer thrusts all the way in again hard. Pulling out and slamming back into the hilt building me up quickly. I almost c*m when his hand slides down my front to find my swollen clit. “You can’t get enough, can you my little c*m slut?”

My only response to him was a long moan his other hand finding my left n****e. It was almost too much pleasure, and just as I was about to c*m without permission, Sawyer whispers in my ear, “Not yet baby. Wait a little longer and I’ll let you go.” Sawyer continues overwhelming my senses. After a few more minutes and at least a dozen hard thrusts, he whispers, “Now," and we flew off the edge together. catching me when my knees give out from the force of my orgasm. Gently he sits me down on the cold black marble shower floor.

The change of temperature against my sore p***y feels heavenly. He quickly washes his hair and turns the water off before picking me up bridal style and setting me gently on the counter. Sawyer grabs two white towels and wraps one around his waist then dries me off with the other. When dry, he picks me up again and lays me gently in the bed crawling behind me to spoon me. He pets my head and reaches down to covered us in blankets. Before the blanket even touches me, I’m in a deep sleep.