Corrupting Chastity - Krista Wolf Page 0,45
Zelda.
“Make sure you cast into the lily pads,” I said, pointing at one side of the screen. “That’s where the loach strikes the lure.”
Brett laughed and looked my way. “Are you serious?”
“What?”
“Do you think I’m a rookie?”
I laughed back. “No, but—”
“Honey I’ve caught the loach before. Lots of times. In fact—”
The fish hit his lure mid-sentence, and immediately he started reeling. On-screen Link was fighting hard, his pole bending all the way down to the surface of lake Hylian. The loach was roughing him up. Shaking its head back and forth as the controller’s rumble-pack kept making a deep, vibrating sound.
“You sure you can handle it?” I teased, putting my lips near his ear.
“Uh huh.”
“Because if you can’t, it might be easier to just—”
He turned again and I kissed him, fully and deeply on his perfect mouth. For a second or two he just sat there, still pressing buttons. Still trying to reel in the imaginary fish from the imaginary lake, as my tongue slowly searched his mouth.
Then Brett dropped the controller, and his hands went straight to me.
Thank God!
He pushed me back into the couch, stretching his body alongside me. Our kisses grew stronger, hotter, more insistent. Just as his hands slipped beneath my T-shirt, the fish broke off the line and I laughed into his mouth.
“Told you you couldn’t handle it.”
Brett’s eyes flared in mock anger as he shifted forward to bury his face in my neck. I laughed as his stubble tickled my skin. Laughed some more as his hands joined in, tickling me around the waist as he blew a raspberry against my skin.
“Now you’re in for it.”
His hands shifted lower, sliding over my ass. He took my shorts down with them, then slid to the floor so that he was kneeling between my legs. Before I knew it he was kissing my chest, my stomach, the insides of my thighs. Then he slid lower still, pushing my knees apart…
Mmmm…
Brett’s eyes found mine, totally holding me prisoner as he slowly slid a finger inside me. I was already wet, already eager. But the sensation of that single finger, gliding slowly in and out of me, had me gasping with all new levels of arousal.
“God, you’re beautiful.”
One finger became two. I knew this only because it felt twice as good, twice as hot. My eyes however, were still locked on his.
“Have I told you you’re perfect?”
I nodded slowly, solemnly, watching him finger me. “The girl of your dreams, I believe you said.”
He lowered his mouth and kissed me, right on my flower. As his lips dragged lightly over my clit, my legs quivered involuntarily.
“I’m going to need to see that Harley Quinn outfit,” he murmured, planting tiny kisses all along my sex.
“W—Why?”
“So I can get you all dressed up in it,” he said softly, “and screw you stupid.”
He drove his fingers deeper and my body convulsed around his hand. The heat inside me was rising. My breath was coming in shorter, more ragged gasps.
“In fact, I’ll need to see all your cosplay outfits. The sexy ones, anyway. Hell, even the non-sexy ones. I’ll fuck you in all of them.”
Brief but heated images flashed through my mind: my Wonder Woman outfit, ravaged beyond recognition. Me dressed as Supergirl, with my little red skirt hiked over my ass. I had a fantastic steampunk costume that might or might not be a turn-on for him. But Brett would definitely have fun plundering me in my first-ever cosplay effort: dressed up as a female Link.
“But not tonight,” he murmured, nudging his way downward. He was nosing his way along my entrance, now. Dragging his tongue along the outer edges of my heat and wetness.
“Tonight you’re not making it past this couch,” he breathed. His fingers still churned inside me, driving me wild. Making me crazy with the need to be—
“I’m too fucking hot for you,” he said. “And you’re too fucking wet...”
With that he buried his face between my legs, plunging his tongue inside me. I squealed with joy, squirming my ass into the couch cushions. Rolling my head back to stare dazedly at the ceiling, as my lover continued going to work on me with his hands and mouth.
This is crazy, this is nuts, this is—
A hand shot up, cupping my breasts one by one. Brett squeezed them firmly beneath my T-shirt as he went expertly down on me. My mouth dropped open in ecstasy. My glasses fell from my face.
Oh my GODDDDD…
Then everything else was forgotten, as the first