“No,” he said flatly, looking beyond me into the steamy bathroom. He lifted his nose and breathed in. “You smell good.”
I had the feeling that he was trying to figure out why. I laughed softly, fingering the wet strands of my hair. “One of your girlfriends left a bottle of conditioner and I used some.”
His eyes met mine, before he leaned in and sniffed my hair. Then he pulled back. “I don’t have girlfriends.”
“I didn’t think so.” I moved to step around him when he grabbed my arm.
“Why do you say that?” he frowned.
I shrugged. “You don’t like intimacy or kissing and stuff. I just figured that since most girls do like that stuff, it’d be hard for you to find one who didn’t.”
“I never said that I didn’t like intimacy. I don’t do that kissing and foreplay shit—”
“Which is intimacy,” I pointed out. “You like getting your rocks off but it’s all about you. You don’t care what the woman wants because you’re a selfish—” I halted, aware of what I was about to say, forgetting for a second that he’d given me an intense orgasm, even if he hadn’t meant to at the time.
His steely eyes narrowed on me. “Say it,” he demanded between clenched teeth.
“No. You know what you are. What any man is who takes but doesn’t give in return.” I tugged my arm free. “Do you have an extra toothbrush and hairbrush that I can borrow?”
I was surprised when he stepped past me into the bathroom. He yanked open the medicine cabinet over the sink, grabbed something, and then handed it to me without speaking. It was a brand new toothbrush. My gaze moved past it to the tube of toothpaste at the back of the sink. “Thanks.” I quickly tore into the wrapper, coated it with paste, and began to brush my teeth. It was while I was standing back up after rinsing my mouth that I noticed Hawk was still behind me.
I froze, our gazes meeting in the mirror. Holy smokes! I didn’t need to glance down to know that he was naked. God, the man took my breath away, he was that magnificent. The strength in his upper body was obvious, even through the tattoos covering his flesh. Defined, hard muscles rippled down his torso before creating a sexy v-shape to the single muscle hanging between his legs. Was he hard? I couldn’t see it, but I remembered what his cock had felt like in my mouth.
I wanted to turn around and touch him all over. I’d had glimpses of his body before, but not like this, in the bright light of a bathroom. The sight of Hawk was visually stimulating, and before I knew it my body was responding. Smooth heat flushed through me in rippling waves until my body hummed with arousal. My nipples grew taut with awareness, recalling what his mouth felt like. I wanted to squeeze my legs together to stop the sudden ache building there.
The spell was broken when Hawk turned and stepped into the shower. I took a deep breath, cleaned my toothpaste, off the brush and left the bathroom. I needed to distance myself from Hawk before I let him get to me again. It was one thing to be lusting after him, but something about the dark and brooding hulk tugged at my heart strings. The deep, haunting look in his eyes told me there was something buried there, something that had destroyed the man he used to be, leaving behind the shell he was today.
He was a soulless man.
I spied a hairbrush on the shelf above the sink and reached for it, then went and sat on the edge of the bed to work it through my hair. My thoughts went to Carol, my only friend. It was kind of sad if you thought about it, a twenty-five year old woman with only one friend she can trust. She was the one friend Dane hadn’t been able to run off and alienate, because Carol had gotten married and moved away shortly after Dane and I’d begun dating. He’d probably forgotten all about my childhood friend.
I hoped he’d forgotten about her anyway. She was my only way out of the mess that I was in now. I realized I was counting on a lot with Carol because of our past relationship, but when she’d left Vegas to begin her married life with Craig she’d made me promise to call her if I ever needed her. She knew that I’d return the favor if she needed me. But Carol had been lucky in choosing Craig. So far their marriage was rock solid.
The bathroom door opened and Hawk emerged with nothing but a towel wrapped around his lean hips, hanging too low for my peace of mind. I stood up, feeling at a disadvantage on the bed. His gaze moved over me, lingering on my hair and where it was wetting the material that covered my breasts. I glanced down to see what he was so focused on. Yeah, my nipples were hard and looked like two protruding kernels against the thin shirt, just begging for a man’s mouth on them.
I ignored their tingling nuisance. “Are we going to talk now?”
He smirked, but there was no denying the lust darkening his eyes. “Yeah.” There was a brief significant pause. “After.”
For a big man Hawk moved fast, catching me by surprise. A sharp gasp passed through my lips as I found myself backed up against the wall. I felt his hand at the back of my head to cushion the impact, tilting my face up toward his. “After?” My heart was pounding at his move, hot desire quivering in my lower belly. Fuck, I wanted his mouth on mine, but I’d be damned if I was going to put myself in a position of being shot down.
The heat of his damp body practically rolled off of him. His clean, masculine scent made me hungry. What did he mean by after? After what? His expression was a mask of raw dangerous emotion, almost primal as he glared down at me. It was clear that he was undecided, almost afraid, but that was crazy. A man like Hawk wasn’t afraid of anything.
There was a knock at the door and then it partially opened. “Baby—” It was a tall, buxom women wearing a miniscule bikini. Her gaze took us in and the smile on her brightly painted lips disappeared. “I came to take care of you.”
Hawk’s eyes never left mine. “Out,” he growled.
“But I always do you after a run,” she whined. “If you want a threesome you know I’m cool with that.”
She sounded almost desperate. Hawk was clenching his teeth, and he turned his head slightly to make eye contact with the woman. “I don’t want a threesome, and I don’t want your mouth.” His nostrils were flaring when he turned back to me. I couldn’t move away from the wall, or from the spell that he had me under. His huge body was blocking me and his beefy arms on either side of me kept me trapped.
“Baby…” she had the nerve to push the door in further. The woman was either too dense to get his message or too determined to wiggle her way into my place. “Let me relieve you. I can tell you’re all wound up.”
“I need pussy this time and I have what I want right here,” he snarled in a low tone. “Now get the fuck out.”
My breath caught at his words, and I felt a bubble of moisture rupture from my core and make a direct line to my pussy. I heard a huff, and then the door closed with a bang. The woman had left angry, but I didn’t care. My focus was on the hard-jawed beast in front of me. “Wound up” had been putting it mildly. He reminded me of a wild animal, hungry, and ready to do serious damage, even while it seemed that something was holding him back.
Was he afraid he’d hurt me?
The whole situation was turning me on beyond belief, and that was just crazy! I’d never in my life considered screwing a man after only knowing him for a day. I’d known Dane for three weeks before we’d become intimate. But I’d never known a man like Hawk before, and something about him, perhaps the unpredictable life that he lived, told me it was better to grab it while it was within reach, whatever it was. Because there might not be a chance tomorrow.
Before I realized what I was doing, I reached up and cupped the side of his hard, whisker-roughened jaw, hoping to calm the turmoil in his blood. “What happened to you?” I asked softly. “Who made you this way?”
“No.” He reached up, wrapped his hand around my wrist, removed my hand, and pinned it to the wall over my head. I gasped at his painful grip. “I don’t want soft from you. The grip around my wrist was enough to leave bruises.
His comment caused a rush of anger to course through me t
hat was every bit as powerful as the lust heating my blood. It seemed that Hawk didn’t want a lot from me. How could he expect me to just lie back and let him use me to get off without giving me something in return? Maybe the woman who’d just left was that kind of woman but I was selfish, and I had needs, too. I was unwillingly attracted to Hawk, and I felt empathy for whatever it was that he’d obviously gone through that made him the way that he was, but I wasn’t a doormat.
I reached up with my free hand and slapped him hard. It was the first time I’d ever hit another human being. “You don’t want soft, well how is that for you?” I snapped, nostrils flaring at the wild feeling surging through me.
He effortlessly snatched that wrist and dragged my arm over my head to join the other one. I balked at that, twisting and grinding to get away, but all Hawk did was combine my wrists in one of his large hands and bring his free hand up to my throat. I stilled, breathing hard, aware that it would take little effort of any kind for him to do serious harm to me.
He moved his face closer to mine. “That was a mistake. Violence is all I know, baby, and it turns me the fuck on.” He leaned into me, grinding his erection into my belly. “You feel that?” I could only gasp at his brutality. “I’m going to stuff my dick so far into your pussy that you’ll think I’m tearing you apart.”
I know my eyes grew big. His raspy threat should have frightened me, but it had the opposite effect, drawing a wet response from my body that I had no hope of denying. What kind of sicko did that make me that the thought of him using me made me weak with anticipation? And I knew that he wouldn’t be gentle, he’d already shown me that he liked it rough. “No—” I whispered half-heartedly.
“Yes, baby. And you know what? You’re going to like it. I’m done denying myself what I want.”
With that Hawk pulled me away from the wall to the bed. I didn’t even think about digging my heels in, mesmerized by the unleashed menace in him. In spite of his roughness, a spark of excitement I’d been trying to contain turned into a volcanic flow of slutty need inside my core. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt such primal lust, or the hunger to be dominated and claimed in the most raw and basic way.
Dane had been a slow and sensual lover, but I was sure that Hawk was going to own me before it was all over.
Without kissing.
Without foreplay.
Keeping his emotions detached.
There was nothing slow and sensual about his pushing me to the bed. He followed me down, roughly shoving aside the material that covered my body. His hand almost covered up my large breast, squeezing it and tweaking the nipple hard enough to pull a cry from me. Almost instantly the pain turned into a lightning bolt of pleasure that zinged right down to my throbbing clit. Pleasure exploded through my body, causing me to gyrate against Hawk wherever I could touch him.
“Fuuuck!” he growled low, using one hand to shape my flesh, and his mouth on the other breast. His teeth and tongue tortured my nipple without mercy. As I cried out beneath him Hawk’s roaming hand skimmed down my body to my pussy. He didn’t do foreplay? I begged to differ with him, because what he was doing made my body crave more.
I could feel his fully erect cock between my legs, hot and thrusting. I wanted that massive muscle inside me, plunging away, at the same time afraid that I wouldn’t be able to take all of him. If I’d thought Hawk was going to be tender I may have had less fear, but I knew that he was going to take me like the beast he was, hard and without gentleness.
“Hawk—” I ran my hands over his shoulders and down his back. He still had the towel on, but it did nothing to hide his throbbing cock from me. I slipped beneath it, digging my nails into the cheeks of his butt.
He jerked with a snarl, thrusting his fingers inside me as if to punish me. I was sopping wet though, and he slid in easily. Both of us were breathing hard. Both of us were all over each other in a violent discovery that fueled our rampant hunger to dangerously high levels. We wanted to consume one another.
He must have been satisfied with how wet I was because he pulled his fingers out, took his cock in his hands, and took aim. I tensed, trying to close my thighs. “Condom!” I hissed.
“I haven’t had my dick inside a woman in over a year,” he was quick to snap back, and the only attempt to tell me in his way that he was clean.
It wasn’t enough. I’d never had unprotected sex before, even with Dane. “I don’t care!”
His growl sounded like thunder in the room as he reached for the drawer to the nightstand close by. With rough impatience he pulled out a condom package, tore it open with his teeth and expertly covered his shaft. In the next instant Hawk was slamming his over-sized cock inside me as far as it would go.
He bottomed out, hitting my cervix, his heavy balls resting against my ass. I caught my breath at the feeling of fullness that followed. So many different sensations flooded through me that it was hard to focus on just one as my body adjusted to the stretch and burn of his cock. The fullness was almost too much to bear, but in a pleasant way, and I reacted without thinking, sinking my teeth into his shoulder.
Hawk’s large hands flexed against my hips. His hiss ended with a low groan and a full body shudder.
“Fucking hell, woman, you’re tight,” Hawk grumbled, not moving. “This isn’t going to take long.” His warm breath brushed across the top of my head. His heart was pounding just as hard as mine, sweat made his flesh glisten. I knew that he wasn’t into kissing but I couldn’t help it. I leaned forward and kissed him on the spot where I’d bitten him.
“You never said I couldn’t kiss you,” I breathed against his skin.
The briefest tensing of his body was his only acknowledgement. He began to move his hips, and I followed every gasp that passed through my lips with a kiss upon his damp flesh, reacting when his speed picked up. My kisses turned into nibbles, and then bites. I didn’t care if I was hurting him. When Hawk grabbed my legs and folded them up against my body, I lost all control and bit down on him hard enough to leave a mark. His only response was a deep grunt that rang with pleasure. Each thrust of his body brought me closer and closer to orgasm.
He didn’t need to manipulate my clit. Every downhill thrust caused his cock to glide against the swollen protuberance with surprising accuracy and jab against my G-spot before sinking in deep. With one hand clenched onto his tight ass, my mouth nibbling, kissing, and sucking wherever I could reach him, I ran my other hand up and down his backside, enjoying the feel of his straining muscles. He pounded into me relentlessly.
Without warning Hawk grunted and quickly flipped me over so that I was on my belly. Before I had a chance to recover he grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back onto my knees, entering me in the same breath. A cry escaped me at the impact, the new position sending a bolt of electricity through me so sharp that I lost control, climaxing with a scream that I was sure could be heard throughout the club.
I didn’t care. I was being consumed, overloaded with pleasure that controlled my whole being. I’d never experienced such earth-shattering ecstasy. I hadn’t known it even existed. My sexual encounters at Dane’s hands paled in comparison, and only revealed how truly unskilled he had been as a lover. Maybe not unskilled, but certainly lacking.
I could tell by Hawk’s heavier breathing and grunts that he was getting ready to come. His speed picked up and after several deep plunges, he held himself inside me and erupted, with a powerful orgasm. I quivered and moaned because it felt like his cock swelled even more inside me while he ejaculated. I couldn’t help wonder what it would feel like if he hadn’t been wearing a condom.
Chapter 11
Hawk
Son of a bitch! Audra’s tight little cunt was squeezing my dick hard, keeping the aftershocks pulsing through my body long after I’d spilled my seed. I held myself deep inside her as the convulsions rolled over me, controlling my muscles. Fuck, when was the last time I’d come that hard? Never, that’s when. This woman, a stranger, and a major pain in m
y ass, was getting to me, so fast that it scared the shit out of me. What made her so fucking special?
That damned, fiery hair that even now my fingers were buried in? I sank my face down into the mass of softness, breathing in the clean floral scent of it. She tightened her pussy, whether in a reflection or on purpose, I didn’t know. My dick didn’t care, either, jerking inside her with renewed strength. Her soft whimper made me smile.
Yeah. I could fucking go again. Blowjobs were nice, but being snug inside a warm wet cunt was nicer. Club pussy had stopped satisfying me a long time ago. Sid was the only one who was gutsy enough to keep coming around, insisting that she had what I wanted, content with just sucking me off. Fuck, I knew she thought she could tame the beast inside me, claim her victory by becoming my old lady, but she couldn’t be more wrong.
I’d killed the only old lady I’d ever have.
My swelling dick reminded me that it was still hungry, and I put my attention back on the woman beneath me. My t-shirt covered everything but her pretty heart-shaped ass. I pushed the material up and over her head, smoothing my hand back down her soft flesh. Audra had nice curves, fuller than any of the resident sweetbutts. She moaned softly when my hand moved over one fine cheek.
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