Dirty Angel (The List #2)

by N. K. Love

  I lower my head quickly and move out of her grip before she realises where I’m heading. As I reach the pinnacle of her pussy once more, her left hand has followed my body and now rests on my shaven head. The fingers of my right hand are still motionless inside of her.

  “Jax…” Her voice, a contradictory whisper of sensual tone, screaming with a desire that’s impossible to confuse. So I fill my lungs once more with her heady aromatic potion. This time enjoying her bare flesh with a perfect amount of coarse hair to nuzzle into.

  Using my left hand to grip her hip, I rock her up and down triggering my right handed pursuit once more. Her fingers press hard into my scalp and she retreats her peach back into the mattress, which is my cue to add another stimulus to the equation. I squeeze my hand under her ass so that I can readily control her. Pushing her ass back to where I need it.

  Beth whimpers in eager anticipation and I swiftly replace my thumb with my tongue, holding her exposed. I lick up and down, hungrily tasting her, using the whole width of my tongue. She cries out as I let her feel my panting breath flutter over her flesh. I tell her how much I want her and how incredible she tastes. The circling of her hips becomes more determined.

  My fingers sense her starving pussy building up again. She’s been neglected for too long and I intend on filling her up until she can’t take any more.

  “Not yet B, hold it.”

  She’s moved her hands and without looking I can hear that she’s covering her face because her moans sound muffled. Beth’s fighting the frustration of trying to control her own release.

  I begin to draw circles around her clit with the tip of my tongue and drop a few quick flicks. Jesus, she’s so wet and her thighs are quivering either side of my face. Her muscles clench and she tries to push herself back, wanting to decrease the pressure. My hand remains firm. I want her to absorb the intensity and every signal her nerves are experiencing. I want to devour her. She’s like my new favourite drink and I never want to reach the bottom of my bottle.

  “Jax, I can’t—I can’t.”

  “Don’t come until I tell you.”

  She curses but her rolling hips encourage me. My lips form a small ‘o’ and I suck in the whole of her clit to the point of no return. I suck her gently but press harder inside of her with my fingers. The contrasting moves bring her to that beautiful edge.

  “Now please. Jax, please.”

  Without barely moving my mouth away, I give her what she needs so that she can give me what I need.

  “Now.”

  Beth spasms into orgasm and cries out my name through her lovely lips. My cock is throbbing and my balls feel ready to detonate but her release gives me a new novel kind of satiating pleasure.

  She has been so responsive to me since the beginning. It’s like her body has been waiting for me. So I hold my position and ride it out a little. Partway through I let go and press the length of my tongue along the underside of her clit with my top lip above and push down firmly. Her skin is so soft, I can’t get enough. I’ve never enjoyed eating pussy anywhere near as much as this. So suckable. So fuckable. In fact, I could come right now without her so much as blowing on my cock.

  “OhmyGod, Jax… Don’t…. Stop.” I ignore the pause because those last two words are definitely note two separate instructions. She’s coming for me again. “F-fuck. Jax, this is…”

  Her words melt away, drenching my Beth-shaped appetite. I’m so ready but I’m not about to become the Mr Premature she once baited me about.

  Sure enough, this delectable woman allows my touch to force her into another stronger orgasm of which I’m the proud founder. As she rises and falls I take away my hand and gently suck and lick her succulent pussy. I’m not wasting a drop of her as I press my tongue deep inside.

  Beth grinds against my mouth, riding my tongue. God, she’s addictive. I wipe my mouth on the inside of her thigh. Sucking and biting her flesh whilst she continues her euphoric journey. I find a particularly sweet spot here that she really likes. Noted.

  Beth’s thighs shudder in the aftershocks. I massage them gently with my thumbs and kiss her softly.

  Moving my body back up over hers I lean on her right side, propping myself up on my elbow. She holds my face, starting to compose her breathing. I take her hand and kiss her bruised knuckles. Her other hand pulls at my waistband but I intercept and move it between her own legs.

  Knowing her pussy’s still throbbing and so well lubricated, is keeping me hard. I push our fingers inside of her, anointing them with ease whilst be both watch. What a fucking view.

  I slowly pull us out and Beth turns her face to me sharply but my shadow is blocking any light so I can’t read her expression. I’m guessing she’s never tasted herself before and as much as I’d love to see her tongue lap at her own juices, unless she initiates it I’m not putting her on the spot.

  Raising our hands to my mouth I suck our coated fingers hard and thorough. I leave no question about how delicious I find her and there should be no doubt in her mind about what she’s capable of.

  That one sincere act triggers a possessive reaction from her as she flips over with newfound confidence and straddles me in one swift move, wearing nothing but a sexyass smile.

  “Why the fuck have you still got these on?”

  Her wide smile lights up in the dim light. She snaps the waistband of my boxer briefs. Ah! My Little Miss Contradiction is bringing her feisty side out to play. Her voice has an even sexier undertone that I didn’t imagine possible. I rub my hands up and down her warm naked thighs.

  “Oh, you can manage whole sentences now huh?”

  She slaps my chest and giggles.

  “Can you…” She fakes clearing her throat and rephrases to strengthen her resolve. “Take these off.”

  I bite back my smile when I see her best look of dominance.

  Having her obey my orders and plead for her release was beautiful. Being authoritative also suits her. Beth’s expression is one of a woman in full control. If this is what orgasms do to her, I’ll gladly dish them out on tap. Day and night.

  I growl and grip her hips. “Mmm. Orgasms agree with you B.” Her lips curl up at the side.

  “Let’s see if they agree with you too shall we?”

  She snaps my waistband again so I retort by smacking her ass to lift her up.

  “Ou-ch.”

  Giggling, she puts her weight on her knees and gives me enough room to scoot down my boxers and kick them off. I lower her back down with my cock lying in wait happily being crushed between us. I rub her ass cheek, thinking how nice that clap and giggle sounded.

  “Jax, do you remember me telling you that I always knew I wanted to be with somebody that holds the door open for me?”

  I glide my hands up her body and brush my thumbs firmly over her sensitive nipples, cupping her breasts and squeezing them together.

  “Yeah, why?”

  “Mmm. Well now, I want him to slap my ass when I walk through it too.”

  I smack her other ass cheek and her body jolts in surprise then she giggles again. She reaches over to the pillow to retrieve the condom as I glide my hands back up and down her thighs again. Rubbing the apex of her inner thighs with my thumbs, where it’s become damp with her arousal. My cock is still nestled, hard and patient—under manners considering I’m finally getting what I’ve wanted for nearly a month now.

  She tears the packet open with her teeth and slides down my thighs out of view. I raise my arms above my head and hold onto the side of the mattress so I can thoroughly enjoy this. Placing the johnny on the tip, pinching to keep it air-free, her slender fingers roll…

  “F-fuck Beth—”

  I stand—to attention—corrected by the warm tight mould of her lips around the end of my cock, masked with latex. Ookay… she is rolling the fucking johnny on with her beautiful mouth. I bite my top lip as I anticipate the sensation. She rolls it down in slow motion, little by little pushing it down with her lips, stroking her tongue alo
ng leisurely, using her fingers to roll the last inches on. I’m not surprised, my cock intimidates even the deepest of throats.

  Once she’s happy with her handiwork she cups my balls and mirrors my earlier movement by extending the length of her tongue up from base to tip. She swirls it around the sensitive head and returns to her straddling position looking flushed and absolutely sexy as fuck.

  I shake my head with a shit-eating grin plastered across my face. Raising myself up on my hands, I lock out my elbows behind me. Beth leans down to kiss me sweetly but I can see she’s apprehensive.

  “What is it? We don’t have to. We can stop now.”

  “No, no, it’s not that. It’s—what if—”

  “—if it hurts?”

  “—if it won’t fit?”

  “Don’t worry, you can trust your body. After what you’ve felt so far, you’re ready for me. I will stretch you and it’ll probably feel uncomfortable at first. But also unexplainably good, I promise.” She nods her head. “You stay on top where I can see you, where you’re in complete control. Honestly, the way you’ve got me, I can’t fucking be sure I won’t go too hard on you…”

  That kind of ferocity could break us both.

  “Okay, but slow yeah?”

  “As long as I’m inside you, you can take all fucking day sweet B.”

  Holding her hips up, I position myself. She’s so slick and ready, I can’t resist one last touch before I lose myself in her completely. I push both thumbs in deep, pressing up hard and she rewards me with a soft cry.

  I pull out and take a few seconds to rub the head of my cock around and around her pussy, coating myself with her tasty lubricant.

  We both coincidently take a long breath in, filling our lungs in anticipation of what’s to come.

  Gradually she descends. I close my eyes to treasure this first moment. Her pussy is so wet and welcoming but nevertheless it’s a skin-tight fit, exactly as I’d hoped. The pressure around my cock rockets my longing to get inside her as deep as she can take me. Her pussy is so fucking snug, I’m going to enjoy stretching her out like elastic and watching her indulge in every inch.

  Halfway in, I open my eyes and circle her clit with my thumb again to encourage her to open up and take me further.

  “Relax Angel, let me in.”

  Beth breathes in and out purposefully and I move further inside her at the same time as lifting and pulling her hips, becoming deeper and deeper. Her wetness ensuring the ride is smooth. Her mouth remains ajar whilst she pants and moans and concentrates. But I don’t want her concentrating, I don’t want her thinking.

  “Stop thinking.”

  “Okay. Okay.”

  She moans and blows out and unsteady exhale.

  “I’m gonna fill your pussy and empty your mind. Do you want that?”

  “God yes-s.”

  That’s better. Now her expression tells me she’s transported into a blissful bubble, whilst she adjusts to the new taut feeling of me expanding her from the inside. Jesus. She’s relaxed around me, she’s let me in but her tightness clamps around me like a vice.

  Now I’m taking Beth’s full weight, she sits and stills, fine-tuning her position, moaning in approval. I know she thinks she’s taken everything I’ve got to give. She leans back. At which point I lift and drop her hips in sync with me thrusting upwards and letting her feel the true extent of my eager cock. The sensation bursts her bubble with its force and slams her back to the reality of here and now with me, where I need her.

  Digging her nails into my chest, she curses under her breath and bites her lips together. She tests the fullness again by gently rolling her hips in a wave-like motion. I look up at her, looking down on me and she speeds up her fluent movements, building up the mind blowing sensations.

  Each time she reaches furthermost forward she pushes down harder and then retreats. I touch and stroke her body everywhere my hands can wander. Her magnificent tits moving hypnotically. I lean up to taste them again, pressing them together and taking both nipples in my mouth, sucking them hard.

  She presses my head into her chest and rides me harder whilst panting and moaning into my ear. I let out a low growl as she fucks my cock with long hard strokes taking my full length. I tell her how good it feels.

  Grabbing her thighs, I push my thumbs either side of my cock, where it’s sensitive and Beth cries out.

  She presses her palms on my chest again, lowering me back down. She’s riding me with unbridled passion written all over her face. Picking up the pace, faster and faster. She’s flawless. Fiercely jolting back and forth harder.

  I feel myself on the threshold and just as I’m about to hold her still so I can suppress it for her whilst she chases the pleasure, she drops her hand to the side of my head so our faces are together again.

  “Mmm G, don’t fucking stop…” And that’s all she manages as her new lowered position rubs her clit against me and sends her spiralling into a vocal orgasm that’s music to my ears and a feast for my eyes. I grip her hips and take back control, meeting every rapid thrust and pounding into her at speed.

  Clamping her teeth around my bottom lip, she coaxes me. Her pussy squeezes hard around my cock whilst she’s still revelling in the waves of her climax.

  Pleasure tears violently through me and I join her pulsating around me. I have this carnal urge to come inside her, raw and intimate, letting our come blend together. Regardless, I come long and strong and it’s powerful—mainly because of the girl that owned it but possibly because I’ve let my angel fuel some dormant emotions within me tonight. Letting my guard down so that I could make sure Beth was okay has meant leaving myself open.

  She rests her forehead on my shoulder. As we return back down to earth, she kisses me softly. Each sweet kiss overflowing with emotion; appreciation, satisfaction and lust.

  I have no idea what she’s thinking or how that compares to what she’s used to or even what she expected. I’m curious but right now I don’t give a fuck because in my eyes, that was amazing. And I don’t say that lightly.

  I don’t try and move her before she’s ready. When she goes to move she winces. I hold her hips and guide her slowly over to lie beside me. I get up, lean over and kiss her sweet lips.

  “My sweet B.”

  “My gladiator—”

  She raises her eyebrow, probably waiting for me to reveal how I knew what ‘G’ meant. Her voice is worn and raspy and her expression tells me that she’s thoroughly sated, which makes me happy.

  I knot the condom and put it in a tissue on the bedside table. I glance down to the top drawer, where I keep my stash of johnnies. Grabbing a condom from that drawer is usually the last thing I do before leaving my room to go out.

  If I’m honest I’m ready for round two right now; that’s how addictive this girl is to me. She’s no idea that we’ve just christened my bed—it’s a good feeling, strange but good. God, just looking at her is enough foreplay for me right now, I’m so ready to go again.

  Looking at her sexy mussed up hair, glowing cheeks and fuck-me smile, she closes her eyes and hums in satisfaction. She looks fit to dream not fuck, so I move a pillow under her neck and go to the bathroom leaving her floating on my bed.

  Chapter Ten

  4:12am

  Beth

  I lie motionless, washed up on the beaches of an uncharted sexual haven. After riding the most incredible tidal wave of my life, to reach the whitest of sands, the sun radiates heat that soaks into my newly sensitized skin. The cool tranquil waters lapping at my feet.

  What the hell just happened in here? It was like seeing the Beth that I imagine in my fantasies come to life.

  This guy should come—literally—with a warning. All orgasms preceding Jax have suddenly become inconsequential by comparison. My limited experience represents mere smoke and mirrors concealing the secret of true sexual fulfilment.

  That. Was. Amazing!

  I took so much gratification in watching Jax explode inside me, knowing
that it was because of me and all for me. The look on his face. The way he grazed his teeth across his bottom lip…

  Mendacious Mike is, indisputably, a fine budding architect but there’s no way he has ever come close to catching sight of anything even resembling a blueprint for my body. The way Jax has treated me… he owns the goddam blueprint, divulging the whereabouts of all my erogenous zones with hidden sensual, unreachable spots. He hit every single fucking one in sync with finesse and military precision. My body has never felt pleasure like it.

  If this does all turn out to be a big mistake, it’s the best big mistake I’ve ever made—not to mention the most orgasmic!