Glitch (Next Level Book 1)

I never knew I was half-beast until tonight. With Ara in my space, her tears in my hands, and her body bent over my desk, I’m fucking feral for her.

Smashing the play button, Ara’s going to hear every recording I’ve ever made for her. Every depraved word. All my fantasies I’ve conjured so far. “Heyyyy, Kitty.”

While she listens to my dirty words, I rub the tip of my dick against her pussy.

What I wouldn’t give to push my way in and fill her, stretch her, claim her.

“Touch yourself for me.” My recorded voice is damn deep. The bass rumbles my chest as it plays through the speakers.

Ara slips her hand between herself and the desk. I smile. She’s so wonderfully obedient sometimes.

“Just like that. Be a good little slut and rub your clit. That’s it. Mmm, just like that. Go faster. Harder. Ffffuck, keep going.” My recorded voice sucks in a harsh breath. “Now stop.”

Ara doesn’t stop. It earns her two spankings. Smack! Smack!

She cries out and my recording plays on.

“Start again. Slowly, slowly. Mmmm. You are so beautiful like this. All worked up and wet.” I count down in my head. Ten, nine, eight, seven… all the way to one and then I hear myself say, “Stop.”

Ara stops this time, like a good girl.

“Slip your fingers in your pussy. Show me how wet you are for my cock.”

Ara follows my instructions, her ass wiggling against my groin as she stuffs two of her fingers into her pussy and then lifts her hand up like she’s showing me all that glistening desire covering her digits.

I lean forward and suck them clean as my voice filters through the speakers and says, “Look at you. So perfect and swollen. Ah, ah, ah, I didn’t say you could touch yourself again.”

Ara starts laughing because she’d already reached back down to touch herself. She looks over her shoulder at me and my heart stops. She’s a messy masterpiece.

And she’s all mine.

To my surprise, Ara reaches over and hits the stop button. “You knew what I’d do?”

“I knew what I wanted you to do.” Which means I love that she’s defiant sometimes and obedient others. I spin her around and prop her up on my desk. “There’s a lot more if you ever want to hear them. That one was rough because I haven’t edited it yet.”

Her smile is huge. I’m glad she’s flattered and loves what she’s heard. “You even edit them?”

“Of course.” I nip her neck. “Even if they’re only for me, I wanted them as perfect as I could get because they’re about you and you’re as perfect as it fucking gets.”

She’s got her hands in my hair again. I love how she pulls the roots and kneads my scalp and drags my mouth wherever she wants.

I drop to my knees and latch onto her pussy, flicking my tongue every which way until I find a rhythm she likes. Then I don’t stop until she explodes. No squirting this time, but that’s okay. I love that I never know when it’ll happen. And I really fucking love that her body craves different actions. It’s like she doesn’t have just one tried-and-true move that gets her to finish. She needs constant stimulation and a lot of different finger and tongue tricks.

I’m so down for discovering how many combos we can come up with.

“You want a toy?” I ask, rising to kiss her mouth again.

“You have some?”

“Yeah.” I have a box. “I’ve only ever used them as props when recording audiobooks.”

Ara’s eyes widen when she sees inside my bin. “Oh my God.” She plucks out a purple gemstone butt plug. “This is for a recording prop?”

It’s clear she doesn’t believe me, so I pull the thing out of the box and stick it in my mouth and pull it out with a loud “pop” noise. Then I click on a file further down and hit play on an unedited audiobook I’m still working on. The same noise plays on the speaker that I just made with my mouth.

Ara’s head tips back and she laughs so hard, I swear she’s crying. “Is this standard practice?”

“Probably not. I’m still learning.” I drop the butt plug back in its box. “It’s a process I’m still experimenting a lot with. It’s likely overkill, but I like being thorough and accurate when possible.’

Her eyes glint with wickedness. “That’s the second time you’ve shoved a toy in your mouth.”

“That a problem?”

“Nope.” She regards me with great satisfaction. “I like it. A lot.”

I jostle the box of toys. “Pick your pleasure, Kitty.”

“You sure?”

I lift my brow. That question definitely earns her a spank. I wouldn’t offer if I wasn’t sure. I don’t ever want her to second guess me or my actions.

Ara blows out a half-breath, because she’s happy to have earned another slap on her ass, even if she doesn’t know when it’s coming. Wiggling her fingers over the top of the box, she plucks out a strand of beads. “I’ve always wanted to try these.”

Be. Still. My. Heart.

I bite back my groan as I dig out the lube and pop the cap.

“Should we…” Ara points at the door which leads to my bedroom.

“We’re not using the bed.” I slick the anal beads up. “I want your orgasms and your screams, Ara.” I gesture at the soundproofing in my closet. “You can let loose in here and no one’s gonna hear you but me.”

Her lips make this adorable little O-shape.

“Keep your mouth open like that, and I’ll have to stuff it with my cock.”

She opens her mouth wider.

This woman is perfect. I drop down in the chair and pat my lap. “You ready to play, Kitty?”

Ara straddles me, which requires her legs to hook over the armrests. I’m not sure how that feels on her hamstrings, but she’s not complaining. And I’m about to make her feel really fucking good in a second, so…

I reach around and spread her ass cheeks, then circle her tight hole with my lubed-up finger.

Her tits are in my face, and I feel her tense in my lap.

“Relax,” I practically purr. “And enjoy.”

I want Ara’s head to be empty of everything except what I’m doing to her. “Kiss me, Kitty.”

She leans in, obediently. When our mouths meet, I gently press the first bead inside her ass. She sucks in air through her nose, sharp and fast. I swipe my tongue across hers, kneading her ass cheeks before shoving another bead inside her. Ara’s body accepts them with very little resistance. So long as she stays this relaxed and trusting, it’ll be fine.

“You’re doing so good,” I say in a low tone and press the third bead in. “Such a good girl, letting me fill this ass.”

Her breath picks up, and she starts squirming. “I need…”

“Tell me.” I twirl the pearls left in my palm, making what’s inside her spin a little. “Tell me what you need so I can give it to you, Kitty.”

“I need something more inside me.” Her cheeks flare. “I feel full and empty at the same time. It’s confusing.”

Good to know. “How about…” I reach around, and with her spread and straddling me this way, I have easy access to her pussy too. It’s a tight fit, but I get my finger in and hook my digit to hit her G-spot.

Ara’s reaction is to clutch. Her whole body seizes in this delicious, ultimate clamp down on the pearls in her ass and my finger in her cunt. She grips my shoulders and digs her nails into my skin. I kiss her deeply and shove another bead in. Alternating between hitting her G-spot, sucking on her tongue, and stuffing her ass, I manage to get all seven beads inside her. “You did so good.”

She’s heavy-lidded and a little cross-eyed. “Feels… feels so good.”

I’m glad. It’s about to feel a fuck load better.

I’ve kept the box by my chair and reach in to grab a condom. Look, when I first started narrating audiobooks, I had no clue what I was going to need to make sound effects, but I went with the real stuff because I figured the real stuff would sound the most realistic.

That’s not true, but whatever. Audiobooks are still new for me.

I’m just glad to have the condoms within reach. As I rip the package open with my teeth, Ara says, “I have a latex allergy.”

Fuck.

We both freeze and I’m not certain what to do.

“I don’t want you to use a condom,” she whispers. “I know this sounds like bullshit, but I’m clean and I haven’t been with anyone in a really, really long time.”

I want to believe her. There’s no reason for Ara to lie, but we’re still new here and I don’t want to risk fucking something up.

“I didn’t sleep with any of my past three boyfriends.”

That she’d bring them up at a time like this pisses me off and relieves me at the same time. “They didn’t fuck you? Not once?”

She shakes her head adamantly. And it’s the look of shame in her eyes that makes my chest cave.

Later, I’ll find out why. I’m not tainting this moment with questions about the past.

Time to fess up. “I haven’t been with anyone in over three years.” Talk about sounding like a loser. I stare at her, making sure my face displays exactly how fucking serious I am. “Last I checked, I was clean. But like I said, that was over three years ago and—”

Ara crushes her mouth to mine and slams down on my cock. We both grunt at the same time. “Holy fuck, you’re tight.” And drenched.

“Shut up and fuck me, Glitch.”

Ara bounces on my dick and it’s a miracle we don’t break my chair. Neither of us is showing mercy here. It’s like years of pent-up sexual tension and long nights of fantasizing about each other have us both unhinging.

“You feel so good,” she moans in my ear. Then, instead of bouncing up and down, she swings her pelvis forward and back in a swooping motion, making my dick bottom out inside her and staying that deep. It feels insane.

I’ve got one hand by her ass, holding her beads in place with a loop at the end around my finger, and my other hand is across her back, holding her close.

She bites my neck and I’m so close to losing it. “Fuck, Ara.”

“I’m gonna come,” she grunts, using my body for her pleasure.

I lean back so I can watch her grind on me. “That’s my dirty girl.” I rub her clit with my thumb, hard and fast. “Come all over my cock, Kitty.”

This woman owns my soul.

“Oh shit, oh shit.” She squeezes her eyes close and then…

Stops.

Her body’s shaking. Mine is too. “Are you hurt?”

“N-n-no.” She slowly starts to move again, each swerve getting faster and harder against me. Her breaths turn ragged. I feel her body tighten. Then she stops again.

“Fuck!” I drop my head back. “You’re gonna kill me.”

“At least…” She grinds on me again, “We’ll die…” She revs up a little more, “Together…” Ara coils tightly, her breaths sawing, and she squeezes her eyes shut. “I can’t… I can’t hold it. I can’t hold it!”

My girl was trying to edge herself.

I shove up from underneath and slam into her pussy hard and fast. All she can do is hold on. Two of the beads pull out from how hard I fuck in her in this position and when I feel her body clamp down, I pull all the beads out, one-by-one, while she explodes around my dick. It’s too much, too heady, too tight, and too wet. I careen over the edge with her.

“Gonna fill you up,” I growl, dropping the beads to the floor so I can use both hands to fuck her. “Gonna make my cum drip out of you for fucking days, Ara.”

She comes again, her inner walls clamping down on my cock with a fierce grip.

I pick my girl up and slam her ass on the desk, driving my cock into her as deep as I can get it. Grabbing her head, I force her to look down. “When you fuck yourself in your studio, you think of this.”

“Yes,” she pants. “Yes, yes, fuck yes.”

I’m going to come again. The base of my neck radiates this wild heat as my balls draw up tight. I pull out and jerk off all over her pussy. “Mine,” I growl before stuffing it back into her cunt. The second orgasm is never a big one for me, just a prelude to the much longer, harder third one.

“Oh my God, Glitch.” Ara watches as I fuck her. Swiping her fingers along my cum, she shoves them into her mouth and groans. “Do you never stop?”

“Did you want me to?” I drive her closer to another climax and reach down to rub her clit again. Angling just right, I know my dick is hitting her sweet spot. “Is that a yes, or a no, Kitty?”

“Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop!” She claws my back and screams when she comes again. Her thighs quiver around my waist. Her eyes won’t stay open. I’m not sure if she can keep going…

But I know how to find out.

I pull out and lick at her pussy, catching every last drop of her desire before giving her swollen clit my undivided attention. I jerk myself while I pleasure her. This is, hands down, one of my favorite wet dreams come to life.

“Gonna come again,” she says.

If Ara can still talk, she can still fuck.

I double down on my efforts and hold her belly with my arm, bracing her against the table as she screams. Her cum is sweet and tart and addictive. I’m already dying for another hit.

“Again.” I’m relentless in my pursuit to make her explode. It happens, but her fluttering walls aren’t as strong with this next climax. My wild girl might need a break.

And a reward.

I jerk myself faster. She watches with a sultry, hungry expression and licks her lips.

“Bring me that hot little mouth, Kitty.”

She slips off the table and falls to her knees before me. Opening her mouth, Ara gives me a great target and my dick throbs as ropes of cum hit her mouth, tongue, chin, and tits.

I swear I’m floating when Ara wraps her mouth around my head and does these tight, short little sucks that rob me of fucking breath. “You’re insatiable.”

She looks up at me, her brow pinched, and I realize she thinks it’s in insult. I pull out of her mouth and drop to my knees to kiss her. “So am I.” I crush my mouth to hers and don’t even care about the mess I’ve made on her. It’s mine. She’s mine. It’s all mine.