Hit and Run
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Blood rushed to Piper’s face as she scurried off of Beau and shoved her hand under the sheets, pulling out the source of the buzzing sound. Oh, God. Beau had landed on her vibrator. The vibrator she’d been using just that morning to get herself off while fantasizing about him.
Beau pushed up onto his elbows, a wide grin on his face. “You going to introduce me to your friend?” he asked, his eyes sparkling.
She let out a little laugh, holding up the bright pink vibrator covered in silicone and shaped very much like a dick, flared head, veins and all. She fumbled with it for a moment, trying to turn it off. “Um. No? Let me just…” She moved to shove it in her bedside drawer, but before she could, Beau plucked it out of her hand, holding her eyes as he turned it on and then off again, as though he were testing it out.
“Oh, no. You’re not putting it away. We’re using this.”
“Yeah?” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, sitting back on her heels. “Some guys get weird about that.”
He levered himself up and crawled over her, kissing her as he slowly eased down on top of her. As always, she lost herself in the kiss almost immediately, wrapping her arms around him, her legs tangled up with his. She let out a sigh at the feeling of being beneath him, of feeling his strong, solid body press against hers. The slide of his bare chest against her still exposed nipples was delicious, making her toes curl and her pussy clench.
He buried his face in her neck, kissing and licking at the skin there. “I want to make you come, Piper. I want to see your face, I want to hear what sounds you make as you fall apart. If this helps you get there, I’m all for it.” He thrust slowly against her, the ridge in his jeans pressing against her throbbing pussy. “I want to make it so fucking good for you that you forget this is a mistake.”
She wove her fingers into his hair and tugged his face back to hers, kissing him. “You’re not a mistake, Beau. Never a mistake.”
He lifted his head and his eyes met hers, holding for several long seconds, hearts beating against each other.
“Piper,” he whispered just before crushing his mouth to hers in a long, deep kiss. Pressure coiled low in her belly, making her restless beneath him. He skimmed a hand up her thigh, pushing the skirt of her dress higher, and he didn’t stop until he reached her ass, squeezing and kneading the flesh there. He rocked against her, the press of his cock through the layers of fabric separating them making her want to scream in frustration.
“This dress needs to go,” he said, pushing himself up off her. “I want to see you.”
Swallowing thickly, she scooted off the bed, noticing he’d placed the vibrator between the two pillows. Then she turned, gathering her hair over one shoulder. “Unzip me.”
He stood and reached for the pull of her zipper, tugging it down with excruciating slowness as he kissed across her exposed neck and shoulder. She tipped her head to the side, giving him better access, goosebumps erupting across her skin. Once he’d pulled the zipper all the way down, she shimmied out of the dress, taking her black lace panties with it.
Taking a breath, lust burning through her system, she turned, Beau’s gaze devouring her. Scorching her.
“Look at you,” he whispered, his eyes bright and his jaw tight. “God, Piper.” She blushed under the intensity of his gaze, and he cupped her face and kissed her. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, baby.”
His voice was quiet, almost reverent, and it made warmth spread across her body.
“I want to see all of you, too.” Reaching between them, she undid the button on Beau’s jeans. Then, holding his eyes, she slowly undid the zipper and slipped her hand into his pants, her eyes widening when her fingers brushed against his cock, no underwear to be found. Wrapping her fingers around him, she stroked him slowly, savoring the hot weight of him in her hand. She purred as she touched him, discovering just how long and thick and deliciously hard he was. Excitement snapped through her, making her feel like she’d swallowed sparks and they were jumping around inside her.
“Mmm,” she murmured, still stroking. “I knew your cock would be perfect. You’re so big, Beau. You’re so thick and long, God.”
“Worried I’ll make your vibrator jealous?” It was a joke, but she could hear the strain in his voice.
“No need for jealousy.” She kissed a path up his sculpted chest as she continued to stroke him. “I think we can all play nicely together.”
The need to make him feel good, to have a part of him for herself nearly overwhelmed her, and she sank to her knees, tugging his jeans down as she went. His cock sprang free, snapping against his hard stomach. Her mouth watered, and all she could think about was tasting him.
Leaning forward she nuzzled her face against the juncture of his thigh, his balls rubbing against her cheek. Dragging her lips up his cock, she feathered teasing little licks and kisses around the head, liking away the bead of pre-come glistening there. He sat down on the bed with a harsh sigh, his hand weaving into her hair.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Piper.” She held his eyes as she wrapped her lips around him, swirling her tongue around him and then sucking him deep. “Jesus,” he ground out, his breaths coming in sharp bursts. She wrapped her hand around him and started stroking him, meeting her lips with her fingers in the middle of his cock. She couldn’t take more of him than that, and her stomach dipped and swirled at the knowledge that he’d be inside her soon, stretching and filling her with his gorgeous cock.
Establishing a slow, steady rhythm, she sucked and stroked him, tasting more of his arousal on her tongue. She pulled away and licked all the way up his cock, tracing a vein with the tip of her tongue.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” she whispered, then dipped her head and sucked one of his balls into her mouth, stroking his cock in an unhurried rhythm.
“Can’t even tell you how many times I’ve thought about your mouth on me,” he said, his voice raw.
She moaned and then took him back into her mouth, sucking him with long, slow sweeps up and down his cock.
“Holy fuck, baby. Holy fuck.” His hips shifted on the bed, his fingers tightening in her hair. She sucked him harder and deeper and he let out a long, low moan. Another drop of pre-come landed on her tongue, and she lapped it up, eager for the taste of him. “You’d better get up here before I embarrass myself,” he growled, hauling her to her feet. He tugged her between his spread legs and kissed her slow and deep, his hands tracing the flare of her hips, the contours of her breasts.
He slipped a hand between her legs, cupping her and teasing her by running the tip of his finger along the seam of her lips, back and forth in a maddening rhythm. She bucked at the contact, feeling achy and empty. Needy and crazy with wanting him.
“You’re so responsive,” he murmured, wrapping his lips around her nipple and making her arch into him. “It’s so fucking hot.”
“It’s you, Beau. You turn me on so muuuu—” Her words dissolved into a moan as he parted her with skilled fingers and slid his thumb over her swollen clit. Tiny pulses of pleasure spread from her clit outward, like ripples on the surface of water.
“You’re so wet, Piper. Shit.” His voice was rough as he stroked his thumb over her clit again and again. Then, he slid a finger inside her, fucking her with it slowly. “Wet and tight. Goddamn.” He bit at the underside of her breast. “You’re gonna ru—” He cut himself off with a shake of his head and before she could process what he’d been about to say, he added a second finger inside her. She swayed into him, her legs threatening to give way at the pleasure swirling through her.
He curled his fingers inside her, stroking her, making her bones feel as though they were turning to liquid, while still feathering those maddeningly light strokes over her clit with his thumb. She bit her lip, her head shaking back and forth as she dug her fingers into his shoulders, trying to anchor herself.
Slowly, he slipped his fingers free of her body, and holding her eyes with his, sucked them into his mouth. He let out
a low groan of approval. “So fucking sweet,” he murmured, wrapping an arm around her waist and tumbling her down to the bed with ease. He sat up on his knees and grabbed both the vibrator and one of her pillows.
“Lift your hips up, baby,” he said, and when she did, he slid the pillow beneath her ass, leaving her propped up, open and perfectly angled for him. He settled himself between her legs, trailing kisses across her inner thighs, his mouth so soft and warm and so, so close to where she was aching for him. Anticipation thrummed through her, making her breath come in sharp rasps.
As he licked along the seam of her thigh, his breath ghosting over her wet, throbbing pussy, there was a click and then the room was filled with the buzzing of the vibrator. She bit her lip, dying to know what he had planned.
She jumped when the felt the head of the vibe glide down her slit, the pressure light, almost teasing. She jumped again when she felt the unmistakable sensation of Beau’s tongue on her clit.
“God, Piper,” he said, trailing the vibrator up and down, teasing around her clit, dipping inside her just the tiniest bit and then back up to her clit. “You smell so fucking good. So beautiful. Fuck.” His tongue licked all the way up her slit, the vibrator following close behind. The dualling sensations of the vibrator and his mouth were heady, intoxicating. She thrashed her head back and forth on the pillow, pleasure shimmering through her.
“More,” she breathed. “I need more.” The need to come, for release, was almost overwhelming in its intensity.
He worked the vibrator over her again, circling it around her clit with firmer pressure this time. She whimpered, her hips writhing, the vibrations making her clit swell even more.
“Fuck, I need my mouth on you,” he growled. He slid the vibrator inside her, fucking her slowly as he swirled his tongue over her clit.
“Oh, shit,” she moaned, her hands fisted in the sheets. “Holy fucking shit.” The intense sensation of the vibrator buzzing inside her paired with the soft warmth of Beau’s mouth were going to break her in two.
He groaned against her and started working her clit with his lips and tongue, alternating between swirling licks, gentle sucks, and long kisses, all while moving the buzzing vibrator in and out of her clenching pussy.
“I could do this all damn night,” he said, sucking her clit into his mouth and then releasing her, rubbing his lips over her. “It’s so good, Piper. You taste incredible. I don’t want to stop licking this pretty little clit.” He closed his mouth over her again, kissing and licking and sucking.
His dirty words seared through her, making her stomach swirl and her pussy throb around the vibrator. She wanted to say something dirty in return, but between the vibrator and Beau’s talented mouth, she was incoherent and could only moan in response.
He changed the angle of the vibrator, tilting it up so it rubbed against the sensitive spot inside her and devoured her clit with sucking kisses. Every muscle in her body tensed as her orgasm barreled down on her, hot, heavy pulses starting in her stomach and spreading across her body until she was shaking.
“Oh, fuck, Beau!” she screamed, her back arching, her toes curling as her release pulsed through her, her clit throbbing against his tongue. She came long and hard, her hips bucking as she ground herself against his mouth. The orgasm stretched on, longer than she would’ve thought possible, and Beau seemed intent on wringing every last drop of pleasure from her, his mouth still on her clit, the vibrator still thrusting slow and deep over that sensitive bundle of nerves. By the time he was through with her, she was sweaty and sated, her limbs tingling and boneless. He turned the vibrator off and gently slipped it free of her body, tossing it aside as he kissed up and down her trembling thighs.
“Oh. My. God.” She stared up at the ceiling, unable to move. “That was…”
Beau rose up above her, slipping the pillow out from under her. “Really fucking hot,” he finished for her.
“Uh huh. Come here.” She pulled him down on top of her, winding her legs around his waist. He dipped his head and kissed her, fresh arousal spiraling through her at the taste of herself on his tongue. He lowered his weight onto his arms, his cock sliding against her pussy, making them both moan. As he kissed her, he thrust against her, coating himself in her wetness.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice a low, rough rumble that she felt in her chest. The head of his cock bumped her sensitive clit and she gasped. “We said we weren’t going to.”
“I know.” Her voice came out high and breathy as he slid against her again. “I know. We probably shouldn’t but I need you inside me, Beau. I need you.” She was too far gone to turn back now. She couldn’t imagine stopping. Couldn’t imagine walking away.
From tonight, or from him.
He buried his face in her neck, kissing and licking and biting as he slid his cock against her pussy over and over again, driving both of them crazy. “Condom?”
“Hang on.” She pushed up onto her elbows and opened the drawer in her bedside table, reaching for the box of condoms there. She pulled one out and handed it to him, watching with breathless anticipation as he rose to his knees, tore open the wrapper and rolled it on over his thick cock. Then, he came back down on top of her, the head of his cock notching at her entrance.
He thrust in shallowly, only taking an inch or two, teasing both of them. “How did we think this wasn’t going to happen?” he asked, brushing a kiss over her lips. He took another inch and then stayed there, thrusting in and out. Her pussy clenched and fluttered, wanting all of him. Wanting him deep. “I was deluding myself, thinking I could stay away from you.”
“Beau,” she whispered, winding her legs around his waist and pulling him deeper inside her. “I don’t want you to stay away. I want you right here. With me, inside me.”
Holding her gaze, he pushed all the way inside her, inch by inch, stretching and filling her. He let out a shudder when he slid all the way home, and then pressed his forehead to hers, his eyes closed as he held still. She stroked her hands up and down his broad back, caressing him as she stretched to accommodate him. Pleasure throbbed through her, making everything inside her tight and achy, even though she’d just come.
When he opened his eyes, they were bright, glimmering with emotion and vulnerability. The mask was gone, and the real Beau was shining out at her. The one with scars and fears and pain in his past.
She lifted a hand and stroked his face. “Hi,” she whispered, rocking against him.
The corner of his mouth tipped up in a soft smile. “Hi.” He lowered his head and kissed her, slow and deep, the stroke of his tongue against hers echoing the slow slide of his cock in and out of her clenching pussy.
“Oh God, Beau. It’s so good,” she moaned, arching up to meet his slow, deep thrusts. Nothing had ever felt this good before. Nothing.
“You feel incredible,” he rasped, the speed of his thrusts picking up a little. “Fuck, Piper. I’ve wanted you for so damn long, and this…Goddamn.” She could hear the emotion in his voice, the tenderness, the need. She pulled him back down for another long kiss, needing the extra connection with him, because she was feeling that tenderness, too. It was surprising, shocking even, that sex with Beau was making her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. But he was constantly surprising her, making her certain she’d read him all wrong when she’d first met him.
Still inside her, he rose up to his knees and lifted one of her legs, laying her ankle on his shoulder. “Is that okay?” he asked, his hips flexing as he worked his cock in and out, the slide over her sensitive nerves exquisite.
“Mmmhmm.” She lifted her other leg and placed it over his other shoulder, then pulled him a bit closer, spreading herself wide and helping him thrust in even deeper.
“Holy shit, you’re so freaking bendy,” he said with a grin.
“It’s all the kale I eat.”
He let out a low chuckle and swiveled his hips, dragging his cock in and out of her in a way that had her eyes rolling back in her head.
“Think you can come again?” he asked, swiveling his hips once more.
She nodded, struggling to form words. “Uh huh, yeah. It’s so good that…yeah. Definitely.”
“Good.” She heard the buzzing of the vibrator start again, and he repeated the move with his hips just as the vibrator skimmed over her clit. “Show me where the sweet spot is,” he said, his voice strained. “I want to feel you come all over me.”
She took his hand and guided the vibrator to the spot she liked best, just to the right of her clit and slightly above. “Right there. Keep it right there.”
Gently pressing the vibrator right where she’d shown him, he started to fuck her hard and deep, swiveling his hips and dragging his cock in and out of her in a way that had her muscles tensing and her pulse throbbing. Sweat gathered along her hairline and between her breasts as pleasure coiled tight inside her. He made the sexiest sounds, harsh pants and soft groans and grunts, the mattress creaking beneath them as the buzz of the vibrator and the scent of sex filled the air.
It was so intense with him. Intense and perfect and beautiful.
“Oh my God, Beau. Oh my God. Harder. Harder! I’m gonna come again, fuuuuuuuck!” She practically screamed as he slammed into her, pushing her a few inches up the bed. Her pussy pulsed around him, pulling him in deeper as her clit spasmed almost violently against the vibrator. She shook and gasped as pleasure seared through her, so hot and so intense that it felt as though it were consuming her.
Beau dropped the still buzzing vibe back onto the bed and came back down on top of her, kissing her hard and deep as he thrust into her. Lingering pulses of her orgasm fluttered through her, and she wove her hands into his hair, wanting him close.
“Piper. Oh God, Piper!” His voice was a ragged cry as he thrust into her once more and then stilled, his cock pulsing and jerking inside her as he came. He shuddered in her arms, his body shaking with his release. After his cock had stilled inside her, he sucked in a deep breath and then pressed his forehead to hers.