Inheritance

Chapter 37

But, tonight was different. Simply rubbing me wouldn't be enough.

"Kendall...I want more." I finally urged, gripping his wrist to grab his attention.

"More of what?" He spawned, feigning ignorance to garner further clarification. I thought carefully about the specificity of his question, before finally settling on what I truly desired.

"Your fingers." I instructed, wanting so desperately to get rid of the unnecessary barriers to our skin-to-skin contact.

"For a second there, I thought you meant something else. Hold on just a little longer, while I get this off of you." He coaxed, reaching directly onto my cloaked wetness to undo the buttons of my body suit. 

Once the buttons were undone, his hand promptly made contact with my lace-trimmed panties. Pulling the hem away from my skin, he slipped his hand inside. The pleasant intrusion caused me to hiss vehemently, as I watched him stroke my clitoris.

My brain nearly exploded, when he pinched my skin. Because I had grown generously moist down there, it was easy for him to steer his fingers in every which direction, driving me insane at each sensitive point he touched. When he increased his pressure, pressing down wholly onto my wetness, I nearly screamed. He began drawing his hands in a circular motion, compelling out more of my arousal like a grand sorcerer.

"You like that?" He seductively whispered into my ear, causing me to nod my head eagerly. "Words, Sasha. I need to hear your voice." 

"Mmmm...yes Kendall! That feels so good." I practically sung, as he continued to perform magic with his very capable hands. He grunted as a show of his approval, while I began to rock back and forth against his sturdy hands. My leg hooked higher up around his lower back, bringing him in impossibly close.

My eyes had momentarily shut to process the current state of euphoria, but I immediately opened them back up when I felt an awfully slender intrusion peaking at my inner entrance. Without warning, Kendall inserted one of his branch-like fingers into my moist slit, causing me to wrinkle my toes and grip the nearby sheets. 

The invasion felt sultry and sweet. Like fire and ice, almost like an antithesis. When he curved his digit inward, I nearly spiraled out of control. Within a few minutes of the first insertion, he added another lengthy finger, instantly doubling the euphoric sensation and sending me into elation.

"You drive me so fucking crazy all the damn time, Sasha. Do you know how hard it is being around you and having to hold myself back?" He whispered pleasurable sweet melodies into my ear, collecting my growing arousal under the nodes of his finger tips. His pace intermittently quickened, then slowed down, as he seemed to be using an imaginary controller to regulate my release.

"To not fuck you the way I want to because I don't want to risk the chance of scaring you off." He hummed, while I tried not to imagine the primal sight of him ramming himself roughly into my uncloaked entrance.

However, my mind was not my friend and the image of his veiny dick repeatedly plunging into me caused my circulating arousal to increase. Proof of my enjoyment seeped out, while Kendall's finger's continued to maniacally dive into my homeland. I could feel my walls clench, as his digits curved up to their highest angle and reached my pleasure point.

I released an echoing moan, hoping no partygoers had been dwelling by the guest bedroom at the time. Surely, they would have been able to hear my relentless screams. But, that seemed to be the least of my worries at the moment.

"Shit, you're so fucking tight. You don't know how bad I want to be inside you. Do you want that, baby?" He pestered, his index and middle fingers stroking my canal while he inserted a third finger into my center.

I froze at the added benefit, my head spiraling in the direction of his fingers working diligently on my core. From watching his three fingers collaborate in conjoined efforts to sexually appease me, I knew I was only holding onto my sanity by a mere thread. My hand moved to grip Kendall's wrists, begging him to stop, go, leave, stay...I didn't know what I wanted from the damn man.

My hands travelled to his hair, when the pleasure started to become unbearable. So much so, that I thought I was bound to burst. I could feel that familiar sensation stirring in my stomach and the minute Kendall removed his hands, it seemed like everything I had been holding in would threaten to spill out. 

"Open your mouth." Kendall instructed, continuing to finger me. 

I complied with his spontaneous request by revealing my oral cavity. His movements stilled for a second, while I watched him move in to kiss me. He offered me a brief open-mouthed kiss, then pulled away. Seconds later, I opened my eyes when I could feel the aftermath of spittle displaced in my mouth. Had he...?

Kendall wiped the surrounding area of his lips and any remaining drippings from his lewd action, then proceeded to rub my clit. That motion alone had confirmed my speculations. The man had actually spit in my mouth... I couldn't even process what had just happened before I was back to being overstimulated by the pleasure of his touch.

"Swallow it, Sasha." He probed, his eyes entranced by lips. I knew he was waiting for me to show him confirmation that I'd complied with his demand.

Swallow it? This man was crazy. But, not nearly as much as my feelings were for him. So, that was exactly what I did. I proudly swallowed his spit, then fully opened my mouth to confirm my actions.

"Good girl." Kendall removed his soaked fingers from inside my heat and, as expected, my orgasm immediately followed.

However, what I hadn't anticipated were the erotic sounds that escaped from my opening as I intermittently squirted out clear liquid. My body continued to expel the substance for another minute or two, while Kendall's face became doused by an initial trickling of shock followed by intrigue. The showings of what occurred between us landed around the bed, soaking my lower legs and feet.

"So, you're a squirter? You surprise me more and more everyday." He chimed, laughing more to himself than to me. 

Rising from the bed, he headed over to the bathroom to grab some cleaning supplies to get rid of the mess we'd just made. Well, mainly me.

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How's that? I think y'all have been patient enough. It's only going to get more 🔥 from here lol!

~~Chelly😘😘