Page 78 of Ruck Me Harder

Before I pass out, I set an alarm for two hours. There’s only enough time for a quick nap.

I drift off into a hazy dream. There’s something about dinosaurs riding clouds of sparkles, the color green, and the sound of the ocean. A pulse of lust runs through me, which is weird. I’m in that weird liminal space where I can recognize something is off, but not quite able to understand why.

Warm, wet suction engulfs my cock. My eyelids feel like they’re covered in cement. Something soft and wet teases my balls. I thrust involuntarily and a muffled gasp makes me finally open my eyes.

Vivienne is naked, her hand wrapped around my cock, my balls in her mouth as she strokes me. She looks up at me and smirks before she takes my cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling over the sensitive head.

With uncoordinated limbs, I reach down and cup her cheek, trying wordlessly to tell her all the thoughts in my head.

“Love you,” I murmur, and she smiles around my cock.

We’d agreed to this beforehand; she’s allowed to wake me up by touching me or sucking me, but any actual penetration would have to wait until we were both awake and able to consent. Likewise, if I were to wake her up with my head between her legs, she’s good with it as long as I don’t use my fingers inside of her.

Limits are important. Boundaries are crucial. It might be awkward to talk about sometimes, but it will make us stronger.

“C’mere.” I try to pull her up. She tightens her grip on my cock, her mouth paying attention to that sensitive vein beneath the head. I let out a groan and my head drops back. “Fuck, Vivienne. Your mouth…”

She plays with my balls, then slides two fingers back to rub against my taint. Pleasure erupts down my spine. I bolt upright in a hurry.

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to come,” I tell her seriously. “I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

Viv pulls off. She straddles me instead, positioning the head of my cock at her entrance.

I frown. “I didn’t—you aren’t⁠—”

Her hot, wet cunt spasms as she slides down my length. “I’m good,” she says.

“You get to come first. Every time.”

She shakes her head. “It’s not a checklist. This feels good. I’m good,” she says firmly.

She lifts up and slides back down, my hips rising to meet hers. She lets out a shuddery breath.

“Besides, we don’t have time. You can get me off again later.”

“Deal.” I pull her down on top of me. My hips punch up, thrusting into her. “As long as after is all the time.”

“I want to feel you inside of me,” she says. “I want it to leak out of me into my panties while we’re at the hockey game.”

Fuck. My cock jerks inside of her. My hands clamp onto her waist, pulling her down onto my cock as I thrust up into her.

“And later, when we’re at the bar with my brother, I want you to pull me into a dark corner and fuck me,” she continues. “Hard and fast, barely pulling my pants down long enough to get inside me. It’ll have to be quick. You’ll pin me against the wall and put your hand over my mouth as you fuck me. We can’t be too loud, but I want you to make me scream in that bar so everyone knows what you’re doing to me, so everyone knows that I’m yours.”

My eyes cross. I want that. I want that so fucking bad. I want to wear her scent like a brand on my skin. I want everyone to know that she’s mine and I’m hers and we belong to each other.

“And then you’ll pull up my pants with your cum lining the inside of my panties. We’re going to go back to our table and you’ll shake my brother’s hand with my juices on your skin.”

“Yes. Please.” My cock throbs. “Vivienne, I⁠—”

Her breath hitches as she clenches around me. “Oh, fuck.”

“Tell me,” I plead. “What happens next?”

“I—I⁠—”

My hand tightens on her hips. “I’ll bring you home. I’ll draw you a warm bath,” I tell her, as my fingers circle her clit. “I’ll help you clean up and bring you your book and you’ll read out loud to me.”

She gasps. “You’d like that?” She swivels her hips and makes me see stars.