Chapter 3 - Samantha

I could hear Simon's heavy breathing through my window - I knew after sending him that text it would take him less than five minutes before he was at my door. I'm surprised he didn't kick the door in completely. 

I'm deliciously sore but like an addict I can't get enough of him. Everything about Simon is addictive. The way he holds me, the way he anticipates what I need from him. The way he cares for me so sweetly after pinning me down and fucking me through more orgasms than I ever thought was possible. I think we broke my bed which may have been Simon's plan - he joked that if he broke it I'd have to stay in his bed till we got a replacement.

Seeing him standing at my door, basically panting, wearing a loose black hoodie and grey track pants, I couldn't help but grin. I can see his rock hard cock through his trousers even as he tries to pull the fabric out by putting his hands in his pockets. He looks so delicious, his hood up and his more casual mask on. I like this one the most, you can see more of his eyes. As he looks at me I can really see the grin underneath. I like the crinkles around his eyes. I know I'm one of a privileged few that have seen his smile. Although I can also see the gash in his eyebrow that we totally did not stitch up on Friday and Saturday night. I tried, lord knows I tried but there's only so much a girl can do when an almost seven foot soldier whispers dirty things in your ear and promises to make you see stars. And he delivered on that promise - over and over and over again. 

Simon shuts the door behind us, making sure to lock it and pull the curtains shut.

"Can't have just anyone peeking in can we?" His sinister laugh makes me shiver in anticipation.

"Ghost are you here for stitches? Or to return my thong? Or is there something else I can help you with?"

Simon stalks towards me and I stand still, he traces his finger up my arms before stepping behind me. He pushes my hair over one shoulder, tracing his lips down the side of my neck and my knees threaten to buckle. I lower my arms, moving them behind me until I find his thick thighs. My left hand glides up the inside of his leg and he groans against my ear. My hand stops when I feel his hard cock desperate to be freed from his track pants. I glide my hand softly over him, teasing him, relishing in the sounds he makes in my ear. My pussy throbs knowing I'm having such an effect on him. 

"Baby, get on your knees," he commands me, nipping at my neck. 

I comply without a second thought and he moves to stand in front of me. Standing above me he reaches for his mask, rolling it over his face and dropping it to the floor. One day, I want him to fuck me in the mask, blame it on Booktok. 

He stands above me and his hands rest on my shoulders. He lifts the straps of my bra, letting it go with a sharp snap before he growls at me to "take it off". I slide the straps off my shoulders, reaching behind me and unclasping the lace. My breasts bounce as they fall out of the lacey material and I take a deep breath. Looking up at him I can't help but lick my lips. I need him, I need his touch, his dirty words, his strong hands wrapped around my throat. 

I reach up and tug at the waist of this pants, hooking my fingers around the elastic I pull them down and his huge cock springs free. He steps out of his trousers and kicks himself free of the material. Standing above me he lifts his hoodie over his head dropping it behind me before stroking his thumb over my lips. 

"Oh baby you drive me crazy," before he can continue I run my hands up his legs, digging my nails into his thighs before lifting myself slightly onto my heels.

I lick my lips and Simon rolls his neck reaching forward to lace his fingers into my hair. 

"Open up baby girl," he looks into my eyes with a wink, "but remember, tap twice if it gets too much ok?"

I nod the best I can as his grip tightens at the base of my hair. I reach up, taking his cock in one hand, my other hand resting on his thigh. I lick my lips before darting my tongue out, swirling it around the head of his cock. He groans above me and that gives me all the motivation I need to take him further into my mouth. I take him deep into my throat, as far as I can, gagging as I go. 

"Oh baby, just like that, as deep as you can," he groans, gripping my hair tighter. 

I slide my tongue along his shaft sucking him in as far as I can each time my eyes filling with tears. 

"Look at me baby girl, I want to see you take me," I clamp my thighs together as his filthy words make my pussy throb and ache as I moan around him. I take him further and faster and he groans my name. I didn't know how much I loved hearing Simon praise me and tell me I'm a good girl. 

"Baby, I'm going to come if you don't slow down," he growls "and I want to get into that beautiful little pussy of yours" he grips my hair trying to stop me. 

I look directly up at him and wink before he lets go of my hair and I take him deep down my throat. His cock hits the back of my throat and I gag holding him there, looking up at him, he throws his head back and he comes down my throat. I swallow it down, still holding his cock deep in my mouth. He looks down to me, stroking my cheek before removing his cock. He bends, lifting me up to face him effortlessly. 

"Baby, that was, that was incredible," he tilts my chin to look at him and I feel the blush flush across my cheeks and neck. 

"I think the kettle's gone cold, wanna pop it back on and join me in the shower?" I bite my bottom lip to suppress a laugh. 

"Not really," he growls, his eyes darkening as he stands, his cock still hard as come drips from the tip "I didn't end up having breakfast". 

Before I can react, Simon moves forward, lifting me up and carrying me over his shoulder into my bedroom. Throwing me to the bed, he moves nimbly between my legs, spreading my thighs and licking his way up to the lace of my panties. 

Hooking his thumbs in the lacey material, he tugs them down and I lift my hips to help. Flicking them to the side, Simon groans as his lips move to hover over 

"Please," I manage to whimper. 

"Please what?" Simon purrs, his breath sending pleasure directly to my core as his lips hover over my clit. 

"Please, please make me come," I whisper, bringing myself up onto my elbows so that I can see Simon between my legs. 

"It would only be fair, wouldn't it," He grins, "and I am starving," he growls. 

Simon's tongue darts out and slides across my pussy. I fall back into the bed, my arms reaching out and grabbing the bed sheets with white knuckles as Simon laps at my core. Over and over he flicks his tongue across my clit, an orgasm building dangerously fast. My stomach tightens and my vision blurs as an orgasm washes through me. 

"One," Simon whispers against me, his fingers gliding through the arousal that drips from me. 

"How many more times can I make you come this morning Sam?" He grins up at me. 

Without having time to reply, Simon flips me onto my hands and knees, dragging me by my ankles down towards the end of the bed. Standing behind me, he drags his hard cock along my pussy, coating himself in my arousal gently. A loud moan slips from me as his hand grips my hips, his cock twitching against my entrance. 

"Are you ready for me baby?" Simon says, his hand moving up to grip my hair around his knuckles. 

"Uh huh," I moan as he slides himself deep inside me. My pussy aches as she stretches around his thick length, the tip of his cock hitting the walls inside of me. Moaning loudly, Simon draws himself slowly out of my warmth before gently pushing himself back inside. The repeated motion drawing another orgasm closer and closer. Simon's hand lets go of my hair, his palm running down the length of my spine, his finger trailing down my ass cheek and towards my puckered hole. Simon continues his gentle thrusting, my orgasm building and I feel his balls tighten as they slap against me with each thrust. Simon runs his thumb across my other hole and my back arches on instinct. 

"Do you trust me baby?" Simon leans down, nipping at my ear lobe. 

Managing to nod, Simon pushes me gently down into the bed, my ass sticking up higher into the air, my fingers gripping the bed sheets tighter and tighter with anticipation. Without stopping his thrusting, Simon spits down onto my ass, his thumb pushing the spit across my hole as I gasp. The sensation already pushing me dangerously close, Simon pushes his thumb inside and I yelp as the tight hole struggles to stretch around him. Within seconds, Simon increases his pace, thrusting harder and deeper inside of me with his hard cock as his thumb presses in deeper inside of my other hole. It's enough to have me falling into another orgasm. Screaming out in ecstasy, Simon does'nt relent, instead he fucks me harder and faster. My mouth opens in pleasure but every moan gets lost in the pleasure. 

"That's it baby, you take me so well," Simon grunts above me. 

"We need to get you a mirror for this room so you can watch how well you take me," he groans, his cock unrelenting as one orgasm crashes into another. 

Squirming below him, Simon pushes his thumb deeper inside of me, his heavy breathing against me intensifying my own orgasm. I don't know where one finishes and another begins, this all feels too good. The sound of him fucking my holes, the sound of him breathing against me as his cock slams into me again and again has wave after wave of pleasure rolling through me. My thighs start to shake and my grip on the bedding tightening, I'm scared my knuckles will split from the pressure. 

"Fuck Sam, you have no idea how good you look, stuffed full of me, you take me so well," Simon slaps my ass cheek with his free hand before tightly gripping my hip, holding me to him as he finds his own release in me. 

Our panting and heartbeat are the only sound in the world. Simon leans down and places a litter of soft kisses against my spine. Pushing myself off him, I fall in a heap onto the bed and Simon falls to my side. Turning to me, he grabs me and pulls me into the crook of his arm. 

"I missed you so much," are the only words I hear from Simon before my vision darkens and I fall asleep, the sound of his heartbeat calming me as I rest in his arms.