“Oh God yes.” His hips bucked forward at my touch and his fingers clamped down in my hair. His nails grazed softly over my scalp. I licked the length of him again and again enjoying the feeling of every ridge and vein beneath my tongue.
“Now take it in your mouth.” I didn’t have to obey but I wanted to. That rough, commanding voice took over and I wanted to bend and yield to his orders.
I slid my lips over him and lowered myself down feeling my skin stretch over the girth of him. He moaned in the back of his throat, the sound coursing through me like water making the throbbing need between my legs rise to a fever pitch. Inch by inch I moved until he filled my mouth completely. His fingers clenched in my hair again, holding my head in place while I listened to his panting breaths.
When his fingers relaxed I began moving with an aching slowness. I wanted to savor every touch and every taste. I could feel Cain’s cock twitch in my mouth as I worked. His breath was coming in gasps and his hips thrust forward. He was close to coming but I wasn’t ready yet. With a final swirl of my tongue I pulled away from him and he staggered back a step.
“Holy Jesus, you’re good.” He reached out and pulled me close nibbling the soft skin of my neck while he yanked roughly at the zipper to my skirt. I wriggled my hips helping him slide the fabric down until we were both bare.
I tried to close the gap between us but he held me at arm’s length; his eyes slid over my body with a raw hunger that made ache. When his gaze had traveled over every inch of exposed skin he came forward. Kissing along my collar bone and running his tongue between my breasts, he moved down my body to my slightly parted thighs. I could see my wetness glistening there and I felt his breath puff hot between my legs.
His tongue slid forward and parted my lips making me moan with desire. He teased back and forth along my slick skin while I squirmed trying to guide him to the aching center of my need. Finally, he flicked his eyes up towards me and rubbed his tongue over the hard bud of my clit making my muscles clench around him.
The rough scrape of his stubble against my thighs paired with the probing softness of his tongue made me lose all grip. Everything around me disappeared and all that was left was the feeling of Cain between my thighs. He moved with a slow and steady rhythm, pulsing against my clit as the fire grew in my belly and spread. My heart stopped beating and he pushed me over the edge. My eyes snapped shut and my body shuddered and shook around him.
He pulled away when the last tremors of my orgasm subsided. I could see the desperate need in his gaze before he spun me around and bent me over the crate. The rock hardness of his cock slid between my legs. I felt my hips buck back involuntarily offering myself to him for the taking.
Slowly, he entered me spreading me apart and filling me with fire. I squeezed tight around him urging him on but he resisted, sinking in to me inch by aching inch. When he had buried himself completely inside of me he stopped. I felt the hardness and heat of him not knowing where I ended and he began. God, this is what I’ve been needing for so long.
When he began to move his thrusts were slow and shallow making me squirm and plead for more. He denied me, only giving me a bit at a time while teasing out my desire. I thrust back towards him trying to force him deeper but his hands clamped down on my hips holding me in place. My need for him was overwhelming.
He kept moving sliding in and out of me, the friction between us building. With a little thrust of his hips his cock hit the sweet hidden spot inside of me stoking the fire. Again and again he prodded that spot until my muscles were clenched around him. When the waves of my orgasm were about to crash over me again he slid out of me. The weight of his cock pressed against my entrance.
I wanted to cry, to scream or to beg. Before I could he flipped me around until we were face to face and laid me down on the cold concrete floor. I grabbed him and pulled him down on top of me wrapping my legs around his hips and driving forward. Finally, his need matched my own and he plunged his cock into me deeply. He fucked me, hammering into me like an animal while his teeth clamped down on my nipple making me gasp.
I clung to him desperately, rocking with him while my nails grazed along his back. Each grunt and moan fueled my desire more and more. Our sweat, slick skin slid together as we moved.
“Cain, Cain, Cain.” I whispered over and over again like a mantra or a prayer. Hearing my need, he slammed into me driving me back into the rough, hard floor. The fire inside of me was all consuming as it washed over me making me shake and gasp as I clenched around him.
The force of my orgasm pushed him over the edge and I felt his cock twitch deep inside of me as he grunted out his own climax.
For a few blissful moments we lay wrapped in each other’s arms. My head was blaring out a warning don’t get attached, this man is dangerous. I pushed it away focusing on the warmth and comfort spreading through my body. Those quiet moments were short-lived when distantly I heard the roar of motorcycles.
We jumped to our feet and started gathering our clothing. For the first time I felt the chill of the night air. Or maybe it was just me finally recognizing the danger. I had been able to push away all thoughts of our dire situation while he was inside of me, filling me with fire. But now that illusion of comfort came crashing down around us. When we were dressed Cain stood next to me and took my hand in his. Together we waited to find out if those distant engines were bringing news of life or death.
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