by Rie Warren
I kneeled in front of her. “Give ’em to me.”
Rayce took both overflowing handfuls and fed them to me.
When I straight-up attacked her tits, her knees buckled. I wrapped an arm around her thighs and held her in place.
I stared at her face while she watched me take each nipple in turn into my mouth. Rubbing my dark stubble against her skin, I chuckled when she shivered, her legs wobbly again. Hitching her to me, I nuzzled between the full mounds, licking deep into her cleavage before returning to the high pink peaks that motherfucking entranced me.
“I love the way you look at me, Boomer.” Rayce pulled her tit free and offered me the other. “Like you can’t get enough.”
She had no idea. I whisked a hand up and down her legs before settling it against her ass. She had the most silky, creamy skin—the black tats just enhancing how crazy sweet she was.
Gripping her rear in both hands, I juggled the twin globes of her backside while I hungered over the two in my face. I swatted her on both cheeks, hard and fast. When she yelped and pushed deeper into my mouth, I did it again.
This tiny woman with the big bad personality and unstoppable mouth was totally mine.
Her dirty laugh hit me as I licked and suckled her nipples.
“What?” I could barely drag my gaze away from her tits—now gleaming.
“Bet you want to motorboat them.” With a half-smirk, she combed through my hair.
“You have no idea.”
“Later.” Her hands beneath my chin, she guided me up against her. “Time for you to get naked.”
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I whipped off my shirt while she drew off my heavy leather belt, letting it whip in a coil to the floor. Kneeling in front of me, she tackled my leathers. I tangled my fingers in her hair and threw my hips forward in an instinctive reaction when she tugged the tight zipper with a metallic bite-bite-bite along my too-hard shaft.
Licking the thick hot roll of flesh as it made an appearance between the parted black leather, Rayce rocked back on her heels.
“Such a big boy.” Her fingers skimmed my encased length.
I bucked against her again and drew her mouth back to my cock.
Her hands drove inside, dragging the pants down my thighs until finally my shaft sprang free, slapping up to my abs and leaving a wet trail across her face.
The V of my pelvic cut framed a swath of pubes, my dick, and the twin dydoe piercings through the head of my cock. Engorged. And my sac hung like two weights between my thighs.
“Fuck. You are big, Boom.” Rayce drew one of my balls between her lips.
Then the other.
I held her face against me, and she pushed everything off of me: boots, socks, pants. Gone.
Scooping a fingerful of precome onto my finger, I pressed it into her licking, hot mouth, listening to her swelling moans.
I lifted Rayce in my arms and tossed her onto the bed where she bounced. Climbing up after her, I was a big dark shadow above her. She made me feel huge. Capable. And ready to come way too soon.
Her hands skimmed up the bunched muscles of my arms and shoulders, down the flexed sinews of my back, and crossed to my torso. Her fingers drifted to my abs, and my neck cranked back as my stomach clenched.
Reaching low, she pumped me a few times. Tight grip, slow rub. Enough to make me lose my nut right then and there just because it was Rayce. Gripping her wrist, I pushed her hand down to the bed beside her head.
Damn but she looked good. All spread out for me. Total sexy kickass woman in need of the fuck I was gonna give her.
My gaze coasted down her body, settled on her cunt. The little trimmed triangle of black curls. The plump lips. The clit—pink and pearly—popping free of her hood.
I smiled.
She shoved up on her elbows. “What?”
Using my thumbs, I caressed the outer edges of her shimmering slit, pulling more wetness from the center. “Prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen. Pretty sure I’m gonna thrash it.”
A tight shudder wracked through her body as she fell back and arched up.
I pushed my thumb inside her hot mouth. She sucked the pad of my finger the same way she had my dick, with insistence and greedy little slurps.
Withdrawing my wet finger, I trailed my hand down the center of her gorgeous body. Kneeling between her thighs, I spread her legs wide, wider. I needed to make way for my meat.
My hand stroked up and down my cock, the trickling precome adding to the wet hot noise as I pushed my slick thumb into her pretty pink opening.
“Think you can take all this dick?” I slapped it against her pussy.
One strike. Two. One more blow as she writhed beneath me.
“We’ll never know if you don’t try,” she gasped out.
Always the smartass.
“Maybe I’ll just shut you up with my cock in your mouth, princess.” My sneer was nothing short of lust-filled.
I smacked her slippery cunt again—once with the first few inches of my shaft, then with the flat fingers of my hand as I held her legs pinned wide.
Her moan rolled through the house like her hips rolling up to me for more.
“Oh. You like that idea, huh?” Leaning over, I kissed her lips while she panted against me, nipping me with her little teeth. “Too bad. This dick’s only got one home tonight.”
Rising up, I rummaged through the bedside table and snagged a condom.
“Put it on me,” I ordered.
“Hope it’s extra large,” she teased, ripping open the foil.
Pulling her to me by the nape of her neck, I mouthed the tips of her breasts. “Don’t you worry. It is.”
She fingered the piercings through the head of my dick and slipped my gushing precome all around while she blew into the base of the rubber to open it.
“I want to feel these, you, raw inside me.” Sitting on her knees beside me, she wiggled her hips.
“We can make that happen.” I grunted as her sure fingers sheathed me, and she moaned, tugging the latex down to my thick base.
Switching so she lay below me, I nudged her soft wet opening. Her slick cleft gave me a sucking kiss, and I wrapped my hands around her ankles, pushing against her.
Rayce’s body rippled from head to toe as I spread her legs, spread her sweet lips with the head of my cock. She propped up, watching me, biting her lip, half-closing her eyes until the dark fan of her lashes slid across her cheeks.
She accepted me deeper. The veiny girth splitting her open. Piercing her.
I kissed her ankle, her knee. Drew my hands down to the tight tendons of her upper thighs, pulling her open.
Rayce was burning hot. Slippery wet. Too snug for me to drive straight into. I dipped in and withdrew. I plunged deeper—halfway—and pulled out. Every muscle in my body stamped like blue steel.
She moaned, grasping my forearms.
“How’s that feel?” I notched deeper, her cunt wetting my cock.
Her hips shifted. Another inch plunged inside.
“So big,” she whispered.
“There’s more.”
She whimpered.
Rayce. Whimpering. Fuck.
I withdrew until the fat head of my cock was cradled in her moist opening. “That’s what I dreamed about. Watching your pussy cling to my cock.”
She was stretched wide. I rubbed my fingers across the edge of her labia where they hugged my shiny shaft.
She felt like liquid sex.
Gently thrumming her clit that rested on my cock, I struck deeper inside.
Looking down, she shivered.
She reached for me and took me in her palm, stroking the length that remained outside of her. “I made you really wet.”
A harsh rush of breath sped out of me. I pulled her hand away.
Shafting inside until my balls slapped her upturned ass, I kicked my head back with a groan. “I fuckin’ love it.”
I held completely still as her body squeezed me in a tight molten embrace. So c
lose. Too close.
“Are you gonna fuck me?” She tucked her hand between my legs and fondled my swollen balls.
Dragging her hand to my shoulder, I slid from her cunt. “Gonna go really slow. Want you to feel every inch of me.”
With a wet slap, my cock snapped up against my belly.
Grasping the hot, hard pole in her hand, Rayce rubbed it around her pussy.
I pulled back and thrust so slowly inside her I felt every grasp, every squeeze. I filled her completely, and bumped against the mouth of her womb.
Her breath caught. Her eyes rolled back. Her short fingernails traveled down my back, dug into my ass.
She arched up when I quickly withdrew.
“More. Fuck, Boomer!”
The next stroke had me cursing, too. She rippled around me, gripping me, guiding me, her cunt goddamn hugging me so, so wet and tight. I hit bottom after a long plunge, and she wailed, close to coming.
Bucking against me, she looked at me with glassy eyes. “That’s not slow. It’s snail.”
“Don’t sass me when I’m fucking you, Rayce.”
“Or what?”
I came at her with a hard rough slam.
She howled, “Oh yes!”
“That’s what.” Slowing down, I filled her with my cock and grinded against her on each thrust.
Her body ratcheted higher with each long, slow, deep stroke. Her gasps filled the room continuously. She slapped her hands against my chest, my back, the bed, and screamed with her first release.
Coming so fast and loud she nearly blasted me off, too.
My cock was so big her clit rubbed against my shaft on each plunge.
She climaxed again, a shivering wreck, and I couldn’t wait any longer.
I needed to fuck. Hard.
My arms hooked beneath her legs lifted her ass from the bed and opened her hot cunt even more for my fast pounding thrusts.
Rough and raw.
Powerful and passionate.
The need to connect. We’d both been through so much and been so alone.
Intensely hot. Incredibly intimate.
I kissed her once, twice, slamming deep. I wanted to keep kissing her sweet lips, but I . . .
Rayce hung on, fucked me back, screamed out loud.
A fiery, shooting, almost-pain started deep in my balls. It seized my body in a fist, twisted my muscles, fucked my head. I pistoned deep. Held her hips and jerked my pelvis. Impaling her as the huge rush spilled out of me in a torrent of come and curses and absolutely roaring need.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Rayce yelled.
Finally emptied, I let out a gust of breath that was more satisfied groan than anything else.
Slowly easing out, I made sure I didn’t collapse on top of her. But, man, I was wrecked in the very best way.
I smoothed a palm up Rayce’s thigh to her rounded hip. “That was insane.”
“Insanely hot.” She snuck up and snatched my lips between hers.
“Fuck.” I teased her mouth with my tongue.
“You can say that again.”
“You always have comeback?”
“You should know. You come more than any man I’ve ever seen. Porn included. Plus you have a cockstar dick.” Her hazel eyes flicked to mine, sparkling with tiny glints of gold.
I flipped her onto her back. “Keep that thought.” I jumped off the bed. “Be right back.”
“Boomer Steele. Please tell me you are not going to feed that fat cat again.”
“Nah. I’ve got another pussy to take care of now.”
“Nice ass, by the way. Fuck.” Her busty laugh hit me, and I glanced back to see her spread out on top of my bed.
I was hard. Again. Just like that.
I grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge downstairs, ignored Shitlock, and ran a washcloth under the hot tap in the new bathroom off my bedroom.
Less than five minutes later, I returned.
Rayce lay curled on her side, lightly asleep.
I’d never seen anything prettier or hotter. Only thing that could make it better? My hot come trailing between her thighs.
Caveman. I owned that.
Gently brushing the warm washcloth between her legs, I listened to her soft murmurs. She wrinkled her nose, settling on her opposite side, hogging more than half the huge bed.
Perfect.
I slapped the washcloth to the floor and slipped beside her. Her ass, my cock. Her tits, my hands.
More than perfect.
She snuffle-snored and wriggled farther back against me.
Adorable.
I kissed the nape of her neck, softly licking a path up the delicate buttercup tat, and pulled the quilts around us. “’Night, princess.”
****
In the morning when I woke up we were still doing the big spoon/little spoon thing. With the addition of my hard cock pressed against her ass.
As tempting as it was to wake her with some good morning sex, I eased out of bed and pulled on some faded sweats.
In the kitchen, Shitlock scampered to his dishes, his tail swishing furiously. I looked outside—it was another cool, clear mid-January day. Sun sparkled off the river’s water like tiny mirrors, and frost traced the edges of the window.
I’d just started the coffee maker and sectioned a couple grapefruits when I heard the shower upstairs. And that was too great a temptation to pass up.
The thought along made my mouth water.
Oh man, after I rushed upstairs and into the bathroom the visual of Rayce in the steamy shower was nothing short of mind-fucking-blowing. And, thank the fucking Lord, there were mirrors all around the room.
I flung off the sweats and opened the clear glass door. More white steam billowed as suds streamed down Rayce’s bare back and her beautiful rear end.
She glanced at me with a smile over her shoulder. “Knew you wouldn’t be able to resist.”
“That’s a given.”
“But I woke up and I was all alone.” Her eyes widened. Her eyelashes fluttered. Her bottom lip pouted.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, I nestled her back against me. “Baby, are you flirting with me?”
She laughed breathlessly as I nipped and bit and licked the silky wet skin of her neck. All laughter stopped when my mouth moved greedily, deeply over hers. She tasted minty fresh. She’d obviously found her toothbrush from the last time. I liked that she felt comfortable enough to make herself at home.
I liked her soapy and soft and wet even more.
My hands glided all over her body, and I swung her around to face me. I poured more body wash directly onto her, watching the thick foamy bubbles burst over her nipples. Grabbing her breasts, guiding one slippery hand down to her slit, I backed her up to the wall. Her nipples were rosy hot peaks on top of deliciously creamy mounds. And her pussy? Saturated and quickly sucking my fingers inside.
Her hand found my shaft, and she curled a fist around the thick rigid length. Every time her fingers bumped the plum-sized head of my cock, she nudged the two piercings. But she never engulfed the tip so I strained harder in my flesh, grunting and fingering her faster as I popped her nipples in and out of my mouth.
Too much. Too fast. I stepped back with a low hoarse laugh.
Reaching to the high shelf Tail—the manwhore—had insisted on, I grabbed a condom. He’d also wanted to put a hot tub on the back deck, but I’d shut that shit down, telling him this wasn’t no Playboy Mansion.
Only one woman I wanted to play with.
Lucky me, she was more than ready for me.
I snapped on the condom while Rayce leaned against the shower wall, water pinging off her, her fingers pinching and pulling her nipples.
Her eyes on my pulsing cock turned a darker shade of greenish-gold.
“Know what’s so great about being so much bigger than you, Phoebe?” I laid my body against hers, standing well above her and completely enveloping her in my skin.
“What?” she whispered, her tongue dartin
g out to my chest.
“I can fuck you like this.” In an instant I had her hoisted in my arms, her legs spread wide, her ass in my hands, her pussy poised just above my jutting hard prick.
Her scream bounced off the walls when I dropped her down onto me. No slow entry, not like last night. She clawed at my shoulders, and I pulled her bottom half away from the shower wall, settling her more deeply on my cock.
Supporting her with all my strength the same way I wanted to do in every other aspect of her life.
I cupped the back of her head as I drilled into her hard and fast. Rayce moaned louder and louder. When I tilted her hips at just the perfect angle, she came so hard her nails dug into my shoulders.
Her gripping, milking, internal massage was almost too much to handle but I wasn’t done. I set her feet on the floor after withdrawing.
“Can you stand, princess?” I asked in a gruff voice.
Her face wore a sexy flush, and her irises were almost black with desire. She nodded.
“Can you stand some more fucking?” I swiped the damp hair off her forehead and leaned down for a biting sucking kiss on her lips.
She nodded again.
“Turn around and brace yourself. I need more leverage.”
A shudder rippling through her, she did as I asked. I pulled her ass out farther, made her stance wider, and took my place behind her. Massaging the globes of her ass, I quickly speared into her. Thrusting up from the balls of my feet, I took her all the way off the floor, impaling her on my cock.
“Fuck,” I bellowed, setting a brutal pace.
Her moans became hiccupping cries and pleas for more, and I was more than happy to oblige. I grabbed her tits from behind and belted into her, sandwiching her between the wall and my body, my muscles against her softness.
She came a second time, and that was it for me.
An undiluted heat fanned from my lower back and shot up my cock like a lightning bolt as I sprayed inside the condom, bucking deeply inside Rayce.
My body surrounding hers, I held her around the waist as my breathing returned to normal oh-so slowly.
My fingers fumbled briefly with the condom I pulled it off. Opening the shower door, I shot it into the trashcan.
Then I cleaned Rayce. Again. That time tenderly until I kneeled in front of her, sliding my fingertips all around her gleaming pink pussy.
