Quicksand

by Dyllan J. Erikson

  I’m lying there and she sits up to straddle me, her tiny frame a perfect picture situated right on my cock. She sweeps her hair over her shoulder and leans down, pulling at my bottom lip with her teeth. Fuck, I like it when she does that. I put my big hands on her small waist, digging into her flesh only slightly but enough to make her whimper. She slips her tongue into my mouth again and she tastes like sugar. And I am a diabetic needing that sugar.

  Just as I’m losing my mind getting lost in her mouth, thinking about how badly I need her she says it. She gives me the golden words.

  “Raid…I want you.”

  If I wasn’t gone before, I am now. I move my hand and grab her ass hard, moving her shorts up so it’s just skin on skin. I have to feel her. Her soft skin, so hot in my hand. I run my fingertips along her hip and then I reach the line of her panties. They’re lacy and would be so easy to move aside. I open my eyes to see hers closed, her lip is in between her teeth again and she’s breathing hard. I brush my fingers forward, touching her pussy lips lightly, she shudders on top of me. My cock pulses, cheering me on. I use my other hand to wind through her hair and crush her lips to mine. I slip my fingers into the lace and feel how soaked she is. A growl erupts from my chest and she moans.

  Her moan is like a sexual symphony to my ears. I slip a finger through her slick folds and I swear I die a little. Her pussy is soaked and my dick is so hard I’m sure I could pound nails with it. I move my middle finger inside and have no clue how my dick would actually fit because she is so tight it’s like a vise on my finger. She moves away from my mouth to my ear and is breathing heavy, her breath hot on my neck.

  “I want you to come for me, baby.” I have to focus to use my voice, any and all brain function is all but nonexistent at this point.

  I move my thumb to rub against her clit while my finger pumps slowly in and out of her. Her breathing picks up, coming out in short rapid puffs against my skin. Yes, get there, baby. I speed up my rhythm until she starts grinding against my hand, which is causing me to lose my damn mind. Fuck I want to be inside of her, making her come around my cock. I keep rubbing her swollen clit and I know she’s close.

  “R…Raaaaaaaiiiiddddd,” she moans long and loud, and then her pussy gets excruciatingly tight and she shudders in a full body orgasm.

  Music to my fucking ears. So beautiful. When her body stops trembling, she turns her head so she’s looking at me, blue eyes still mostly glazed over in lust. I withdraw my hand from inside her body and make sure she’s watching me when I slip my finger into my mouth, savoring how she tastes. Like cotton candy and sin rolled up into one. Her eyes grow wide and then she does the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life. Licks her lips and gives me a little smirk. She likes me tasting her.

  Fuck me.

  I shift so she’s lying next to me, my arms forming a little cage around her.

  “How you doin’ baby?”

  She blinks, a modest pink blush dusting her cheeks. Her eyes are so bright it’s like looking into the sun.

  “I’m good, handsome, I’m really good.” She looks down for a second then back up at me, and as for me I’m just, her, amazed at this woman. “Will you stay with me tonight?”

  I don’t answer, just pull her even closer to my body and kiss her forehead, feeling her relax into me. This, this is where I’m supposed to be. With my girl in my arms.

  ~Elli~

  Explosions. Fireworks. Niagra Falls. Everything colossal that comes to mind. That was me the second Raiden made me come. Actually, I think I almost passed out. The occasional date with my B.O.B. was all right. But this… this was on another level. In the capable hands of a man.

  The past two years, thinking about having this kind of intimacy with someone who wasn’t my husband was out of the question. When it actually came down to it, I think I was more than ready because not at any time did I have a second thought.

  Now that I’m pulled close to Raiden’s chest and I am in a state of unadulterated satiated bliss? No regrets. Not one. It’s almost comical in a way. For so long I was afraid to do anything that might mean me moving on, but I did this. I basically jumped this super-hot guy… And I don’t feel bad. It makes me smile.

  I snuggle in closer, loving how it feels to be in Raiden’s arms. His biceps flex against my skin and I love that too. He’s so strong. I could feel it when he was handling me. It was absolutely delish.

  And oh God when he sucked his fingers with me all over them… I couldn’t even handle it.

  I close my eyes, listening to his heart, beating so steady and strong. He’s alive, here with me. It’s been so long since I’ve heard a man’s heartbeat. Thoughts of how weird that is float through my sleepy head as I fall asleep nestled into my Marine’s chest.

  I am beyond warm. My face is pressed into something warm and it definitely isn’t my dog’s fur.

  Huh. What?

  I peel my eyes open and am met face to face with an absurd amount of ink on a hard defined chest. The chest of a man. A man in my bed. A man I am currently pressed up against. I start to panic a little bit, then realize I am an idiot and it’s just Raid.

  Oh good.

  I distance myself a bit and try to untangle our limbs.

  “Mmm, was wondering when you were gonna wake up.”

  My eyes shoot up to his and they open slowly, giving me a panty-melting smile.

  Oh Lord help me.

  “How long have you been awake?” My voice is low, edged with sleep with a tint of lust.

  Like I said, Lord help me.

  “Couple hours, fell back asleep here and there.”

  I roll over so I can see what time it is on the alarm clock next to the bed and it’s close to ten am.

  “Raiden! You could’ve woken me up, I never sleep this late!”

  He just shrugs. “I wanted to let you sleep, you seemed pretty comfortable.”

  I can’t help but smile at how considerate he is. “Yeah, well I bet you were bored to tears.”

  “Actually,” stretching his arms above his head, “I had some entertainment.”

  Two things cross my mind. One, when did he take his shirt off? Two, what!

  I give him the side eye.

  “And what entertained you?”

  Sitting up, giving me the full view of his chest, abs, arms, oh my word.

  “You were having quite the conversation in your sleep.” He winks.

  The big jerk just winks at me. As for me, I know my face is fifty shades of red and I am beyond embarrassed.

  I shove his shoulder. “What! What did I say!”

  He starts laughing, probably at my attempt to shove him, like it did anything.

  “Oh, just about how hot you think I am.” He winks again.

  Oh he’s gonna get it.

  I fling myself at him ready to give him a piece of my mind but he anticipates it because he catches me and flips me so I’m pinned under him. I put on a grumpy face and stare up at him.

  “You are so lying.”

  He kisses my nose. “Yeah, I am. But you didn’t deny it did you?”

  My lips quiver, trying to keep up the grumpy act and not bust into a wide smile.

  “Is my girl gonna give me a smile?” I shake my head. “How about now?” he says, kissing my forehead.

  “Nope.”

  He moves to my cheek and places a gentle kiss. “Now?”

  “No way.” On the inside, I am giddy as all hell but I like this game too much to stop now.

  Moving to my other cheek he kisses it. “Not even now?”

  I shake my head, totally about to fail at the not smiling thing. He gets close, his nose brushing against mine. My lips part as my breathing picks up. “Elli, you better smile for me.” He narrows his eyes.

  I shake my head no, our noses touching in an unintentional Eskimo kiss.

  His voice comes out low and deep. “What about now?” His tongue snakes out and runs along the seam of my bottom lip.

  Our breaths mingle together, o
ur mouths so close. I’m so losing this game. I want to kiss him. I want to kiss him more than I want to breathe. My brain is shorting out, no other thoughts than just how badly I need to taste his lips against mine. He must know this is how he’s going to win this little game because he runs his tongue along my upper lip next. As if I am not already coming undone he moves one of his legs in between both of mine and applies just the right amount of pressure where I need it.

  Oh Lord, I need it.

  He’s teasing my lips with his, brushing them lightly against mine, knowing exactly how he’s driving me crazy. I let out a little whimper telling him he has to give me more. I don’t know if I can take any more of this so I bring my hands up to try and crush him down on my lips but before I can get anywhere close he grabs both of my hands and shoves them above my head holding my wrists in one of his big hands. My eyes widen, never having been handled like that. It wasn’t hurtful…it was hot.

  He looks me in the eyes. “Nope, no touching.” His voice is so deep and sexual. If an orgasm had a trigger noise, it would be Raiden Michael’s voice.

  He lowers his face down to mine once more and I’m ready to obey, I’ll be a good little girl until he gives me what I want.

  I’ll try at least. No promises here.

  He brushes his lips slowly and lightly across mine until I’m ready to whimper. Just as the noise creeps up my throat he presses his knee harder up against me, making my clit practically go nuclear.

  Just as a screaming moan pierces through my throat, Raiden crashes his lips against mine, swallowing the sound whole. This kiss is different, this kiss is claiming. His tongue dominating mine, his lips so hard and soft at the same time, making me understand.

  Understand who’s in charge here.

  His knee moves in circles against me and I am so close I can practically taste it. I moan again, the sound mingled with his deep guttural growl, his hand holding my wrists flexing and tightening. I grind up against him so close to release, wanting him so badly I can’t even see straight. He takes his other hand and dives into my shorts and panties, the second he touches my swollen bud, I go cataclysmic. Behind my closed eyelids all I see are shooting stars and outer space.

  I’m still moaning and Raid is slowing his kisses down, still swallowing my sexual noises, his hand stilling on my clit, so sensitive I shudder. He releases my hands. I open my eyes and he’s staring down at me, an expression I don’t recognize on his face.

  “What is it Raid?” I whisper.

  He presses his lips against mine in a tender passionate kiss.

  “Nothing, baby girl, you’re just so fucking gorgeous when you come.”

  ~Raiden~

  She’s so fucking beautiful. I don’t even know how she’s under me right now. I don’t even know how we got here.

  She’s looking up at me with those baby blue eyes and I am so pussy whipped I can’t even see straight. We’re just locked in this moment, neither of us blinking, breathing, moving.

  But of course, her friend decides right now is the time to interrupt. Three bangs on the door and it’s open.

  “Uhh…I see now that I should have waited until you answered me to come in…”

  I look behind me at the doorway and there is Elli’s best friend. Her mouth is fully open and it makes me chuckle. I roll off of my girl and she sits up, her hair looking wild and disheveled, her lips still noticeably puffy.

  “Jennifer Irene. What the fuck!”

  At that outburst, I fall back laughing.

  Eli looks so pissed off and it’s without a doubt the cutest thing I have ever witnessed. Jen just closes her mouth and backs out slowly, closing the door.

  Face now in her hands. “Oh my goodness. I am so sorry, Raid.” Elli’s voice is a bit muffled but I still think it’s funny.

  I take her hands away from her face and kiss them.

  “Let’s go make some breakfast. I feel like it’ll be less awkward if we at least go out there.”

  I get up and she just watches me. Almost as if she has a hard time looking away. I don’t mind it, it gives my ego a huge boost knowing she likes what she’s seeing. I grab my shirt and slip it over my head, then readjust the rock hard issue in my shorts.

  Yes, that is twice I’ve gotten her off.

  Yes, I am still excruciatingly hard.

  And yes, I want to fuck her brains out…but that time will come.

  When we finally get to the kitchen, I have myself under control. Jen is sitting at the counter with Dahlia by her feet and she’s drinking coffee, a bottle of Advil already out on the counter next to her. She turns around when she hears us.

  “So…what exactly did I just walk in on Elli?” She doesn’t sound accusatory, but actually happy and curious.

  I can see her eyebrows creeping up into her hairline and it’s pretty funny honestly.

  “I mean, I think the situation kind of explains itself, Jen.” Elli is blushing so hard I can practically feel it radiating from her.

  I love it, she’s so fucking beautiful. I can’t get over it. She walks over and grabs two cups from a tall cupboard, going up on her tiptoes, her shirt raising up to expose the soft supple skin at her waist. I can’t help but just stand there like a dolt staring at her skin, knowing how it feels against my skin, like cream and sugar and everything sweet. I could eat her up. I need to taste her. The need to feel her body against mine again is borderline overwhelming.

  She glances up at me and I swear she can read my thoughts. She pulls her lip in between her teeth while she’s staring back at me and it takes every ounce of strength I have not to grab her and take her across the counter.

  Jen needs to leave. Or I need a cold shower. Either way, something has to be done about this.

  “Actually, I think I better head home and tend to a much-needed hangover rest day,” Jen chirps, sliding off of her stool.

  “You sure Jen? You’re good to stay you know.”

  Elli and Jen catch each other’s eyes briefly as if to ask if they’re okay.

  “Love you, girlfriend…Nice to meet you, Raiden.”

  She waves at me as she’s backing out of the kitchen so I nod my head and reply, “You too, Jen.”

  As soon as the front door closes, I sigh a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. It truly is just Eli and I now.

  “Raid,” she says it so softly I almost don’t hear her.

  I turn around and she’s so close, close enough to smell her. She smells like my mama’s garden, wild and earthy, yet so feminine and fragrant.

  “I just…I wanted to thank you for coming over last night and for staying with me.” She hangs her head like she’s ashamed.

  I put a finger under her chin to force her to meet my gaze. “Baby, you don’t have to thank me. I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else.”

  Her eyes are like light pools of water, so crisp and clear, I want to dive right in them. I slide my finger across her jaw just as she’s closing her eyes I make my way to the back of her neck under her hair. Her eyes are now fully closed so I take my time and move in slow, my big hand cupping her slight neck. I run my nose down her cheek to her neck and then to trace her collarbone, just breathing her in and relishing the fact that this is all new. This is all happening now, I can explore her body the way I’ve been craving to.

  She’s barely breathing, anticipating what I’ll do next. I slip my tongue out and take her right at the base of her neck where I can feel her pulse rapid fire under her soft skin. She sucks in a sharp breath. This slow game is eating me alive when all I want to do is eat her.

  I move slowly up to her ear and whisper, “Tell me what you want, baby.” I don’t even notice her gripping my waist until her hands flex in my shirt. The most seductive whisper I’ve ever heard hits me like a freight train.

  “You.”

  That’s it, exactly what I wanted.

  With no further hesitation, I pick her up so her legs go around my waist and carry her back to her bedroom and kick the door shut behind me. Last night
was to show her I won’t push her if she isn’t ready. This was the green light and fuck, I am already outta the gate heading toward the first quarter mile turn.

  I throw her onto the bed then rip my shirt over my head, sending it sailing across the room. Her breathing gets progressively shallow as she takes in all my ink over my defined and well-used muscles. I climb up the bed, so I’m on top of her thinking to myself the whole way that she is wearing entirely too many clothes.

  As I’m moving north I take my hands and catch the hem of her T-shirt raising it up her toned stomach, kissing the swell of her tits and oh fuck, I’m in heaven just seeing those perfect rose colored nipples puckered and just waiting for my mouth to be on them.

  Who am I to deny such a request?

  I bend my head down, catching her eyes briefly, and suck a tight rose bud into my mouth, shit she tastes like whipped cream. I lightly bite and tease her with my teeth, just enough to get her to start grinding underneath me and panting. She goes to put her hands in my hair, but this is my time. I grab her wrists and put them above her head, a sexy gasp escaping her lips at my roughness. I move up to her neck and place a possessive claiming bite there at the base of her throat.

  Mine.

  She might not get it yet, but I can’t leave her alone now, I’ve tasted her and I need to have her.

  Keep her.

  Make her mine.

  She starts to writhe under me and I almost shoot my load right there in my shorts.

  Nu uh baby, not yet.

  I keep her hands above her head, locked there with just one of my big hands holding both of hers and use my other to softly skim over her skin down to her shorts. I tug them down working one side down then the other and when she’s bare I can smell how wet she is for me, it ratchets up my desire for her tenfold.

  I can’t take it. I’m an animal and she’s my prey.