by Rie Warren
Moving down, I softly circled her opening with the tip of my tongue. Her body undulating up for more but I kept pulling my mouth back with each thrust of her pelvis.
I wanted her to grab my hair and mash me to her. Fuck, I wanted her to rip my hair out by the roots and feed me her cunt.
A fingertip joined the teasing torture, gliding around and around the hood of her clit, stimulating her but never enough. My hot breaths and wet mouth sought out her sleek slash, lapping, lapping deeper into her cunt with each pass.
She moaned and gasped, drumming her feet on the bed.
I shifted my mouth away.
“Jade?” My voice was strained, hungry.
I wanted more from her.
“Oh God, why’d you stop?” she wailed.
Looking over her body, her wetness on my lips and nose and chin, I growled, “Make me eat you.”
She reared up and planted her hands on my head. She spread her legs, drew her knees wide, and tucked her heels right behind her ass. With one swift move, she hauled my face back to her soaking, swollen flesh, her scream slicing through the night.
Yes.
I attacked her without restraint. Licking, fingering her, rasping my tongue from her perineum to the hood of her pink bud. The only gentle thing about this greedy oral feast was the thumb I used to gently stroke around and around her clit.
When her back arched and her stomach fluttered, I wrapped my arms around her hips, palmed her ass, and sucked that quivering clit between my lips.
Jade shattered apart with three of my fingers inside, stretching her, and my mouth enveloping the hot point of flesh that jumped against my tongue.
I kept kissing her, more gently. I licked the juice from her thighs and swiped my tongue over her labia one last time.
With a final soft groan, she flopped fully onto the bed.
Climbing from between her knees, I kissed her belly. I pulled her nipples—still dark and aroused—into my mouth. I eased up beside her on my knees.
A lazy grin curved her lips. “We need to reassess our relationship.”
She lay lax on the bed with her eyes shut after what had to be the orgasm of the motherfucking century.
“Uh huh.” I stroked the thick length of my pulsing cock in a loose fist.
“Because I still don’t like you. Very much.”
“Right.” I felt like I was holding live dynamite in my hands, and I was pretty much done with talking. “Do you always talk a blue streak after you come?”
Her eyes flitted open—a hazier mossy green than usual. “Huh? I don’t talk that much.”
I raised an eyebrow.
She glanced at the head of my dick I buttressed with a tight-knuckled grip. It swelled larger, aching.
Taking a large swallow, she grazed the tip with two fingers. “Did your cock get even bigger than before?”
“Yeah. That’s what having you on my mouth does to me.” I sidled closer. “Now, shut the hell up and suck my cock.”
Her smile sexy, her body shimmering, her long black hair swung across her back as she got onto all fours in front of me.
My eyelids fell half over my eyes, and I held my dick perpendicular to the plush parted lips she poised before me. Her ass wagged, and I just had to reach over and slap it, like I said I would.
How I’d love to put a fucking leash on Jade just to keep her at my cocksucking beck and call.
I let go of my cock when she folded one hand around the wide base. More blood pumped into the shaft, visibly jumping in her hold.
She licked her lips, and my hips involuntarily pumped forward.
With a teasing glance, Jade puckered her lips just over the tiny slit where more drops of precome welled and slid out. She lightly pressed soft kisses on that single sensitive part of my cock, turning her head, pouting her mouth, dipping her tongue into the opening.
Just that small touch dropping down inside my shaft almost shattered me—the thrill so hard and shocking I bit my tongue, desperate to skewer into her mouth.
Tangling both my hands into her hair, I looked down, held on, cursed loudly.
Just when I couldn’t handle any more teasing, Jade switched her game. The edging swirling of her tongue became rough, hard sucking between her slurps and whimpers, my groans and swearing.
She eased back to the deep purple dome of my shaft, running her tongue gently around the edge. She lipped at me and looked up with sooty eyelashes framing glowing green eyes.
“Nice cock, Walker.” She flickered her tongue against the frenulum and I saw fucking shooting stars behind my eyes. “Big and thick and”—she thwacked the wet length against her cheek, her eyes drifting close—“heavy. Hot and hard and full.”
Her fingertips tested the veins ramped up all over my bulging shaft. “Is that kind of talking okay?”
“Yeah.” I held the back of her head, willing her to seal her mouth over me again.
That time her talk was dirty, and no way in hell did I try to shut her up.
But sucking. The sucking was damn good, too.
Her face moved lower between my thighs. She pressed out my legs and buried her lips around one of my balls.
My hoarse shout reverberated. The roasting heat inside her mouth pulled and pulled and pulled at me. I watched her move to my other testicle, my heart pounding out of my chest. She took the globe deep inside, stretching it taut and toying with it. Deep glugs chugged from her throat.
Her saliva from before and my preejaculate dripped down to my base and soaked my balls and her face and her fist, which she worked up and down my aching pole.
She left my sac dripping and went back to fast paced, filthy, wet face-fucking up and down my cock. The angle into her throat was insane, her speed when she enveloped me followed by the slow suck back up excruciating.
If this was how I died tonight I had no complaints.
Every single muscle in my body hummed like a livewire, connected, stretched to the max, one taut moment away from snapping.
Jade dug her short nails into my thighs, sometimes pulling at the hairs there.
I liked it.
She ran her palms up my contracting abdomen and shifted me deep down her throat until her nose snuffled in the nest of my pubic hair.
When she came up for air, she took a quick breath then plunged straight down again, taking the thick girth into her throat. Her fingers sliding across my stomach, she dragged her nails into the deep muscular cuts that darted to my groin.
I liked that even more.
“Uh. Fuck yeah, Jade,” I husked out.
I liked it so fucking much it sent a sharp spark to the base of my spine. Come boiled in my balls. I wasn’t gonna warn her. Couldn’t. All I could do was rock into her mouth and grunt.
The woman didn’t need a warning anyway. She was a walking, talking warning.
One I had no intentions of heeding.
Blast after blast shot through the head of my cock. She loudly guzzled each pulse that landed on her tongue. I withdrew, hunching forward, holding her by her neck, and splattered her face and tits with the last jets of milky white seed.
I almost apologized for the facial. Hell, I almost collapsed on the bed. But Jade scooped the fluid from her cheeks and her chin, her neck and her breasts, hungrily licking every single drop and drinking it down.
After that little show, I had no problem getting it up again.
I pistoned my fist up and down my thickening cock, and it still shined from her mouth. She looked at me, surprise flickering in her glazed green irises before she pulled me down to her.
Her lips were hotter than ever. Her tongue on its own search mission to touch and taste every surface of my mouth. She tasted like come; I tasted like pussy. She mewled when I broke away just enough to part our lips.
My fingers skimmed down her body to a slit so swollen and wet she sucked my fingers quickly inside.
A growl punched out of my chest.
She gasped. “Round two?”
“Yeah.” M
y voice a rough, coarse echo.
I crawled above her, the crown of my cock surging toward her perfect cunt.
Halting just when the broad head kissed her dark red opening, I restrained myself. The muscles all over my body taxed out with the need to possess her fully, quickly, now. For-fucking-ever.
“You get the same medical work-up as me?” My low timbre was deep and thunderous.
“Yes.” She grasped my shoulders, pulling her body more open for me.
“You clean? On the pill.” I forced myself to hold back.
She bit the still sore mark at the crux of my shoulder and neck. “We’re protected. We’re safe. Fuck me raw.”
Despite her insatiable words, as soon as I began to thrust forward, Jade scurried out from under me with laughter trailing behind her, and I was left humping into empty air.
I whipped around to see her poised on her knees behind me.
“What in the fuck?”
She grinned. “You didn’t think it’d be that easy, did you? You want me, you’re going to have to work for it.”
Fourteen
Hide and Heat Seeking Missile. Oh, Wait. That’s Just My Cock
I FLEW AT JADE, and she swung off the opposite side of the bed.
I caught her in the crosshairs of my glare, my chest heaving, my neck corded, my cock one big rigid length rising from my groin. “You’re fast. I’ll give you that.”
“I know.” She smiled, racing to the other side every time I darted toward her.
She blew out of the screened-off area, tossing her hair over her shoulder with a come-hither glance.
I streaked after her—literally, fucking bare-ass-naked—keeping my footfalls soft and my eyes alert.
By the time I reached the center of the big room, she was nowhere to be seen.
The damn woman.
Silently casing the area, I tuned into any unusual noise. The hum from the computers sang at a slightly lower pitch than the refrigerator in the kitchen. Soft vibrations from the dimmed recessed lights overhead melded with the whir of the heating ducts. But there was something else.
From the corner, between the row of tall shuttered windows, I heard a quiet snuffle. Almost a breathless giggle.
Jade.
I ranged along the wall, out of sight. If I listened hard enough, I could probably hear her heart pounding in her chest.
I grinned, a white flash of teeth in dark skin, just before I jumped her where she hunched in on herself in the corner.
“Gotcha!” I boosted her into my arms, ignoring the twinge of pain from my shoulder. “You may be fast, but I’m quieter.”
“Not when you come.” She struggled, a futile attempt to escape.
“Your fault.” I flung her over my shoulder in a fireman’s hold.
The wriggling, biting, scratching mass slung over my frame didn’t bother me one bit. Jade was naked, her breasts squashed against my back, and every time she scored my flesh or nipped my skin, the jolt traveled straight to my cock that had no intentions of going down until I locked it tight inside her.
I slapped her ass a few times, striding back to the bed, chuckling when she squealed. “Told ya you weren’t quiet.”
I tossed her onto the bed, prepared for a full-on attack and not one bit disappointed when she came at me, claws unsheathed. Sex with Jade was a full body contact sport. Wouldn’t have had it any other way as we wrestled. Tussled. Tried to gain the upper hand.
So hot.
Jade flipped me over in a deft move, yanking my arms over my head. “Just because you’re bigger than me doesn’t mean I can’t take you.”
I let her overpower me because . . . holy shit that was sexy.
I rocked my groin up, my hard-on making a loud wet slap against her slit. “Way bigger than you.”
Her mouth just above mine, she traced the line of my lips with her tongue.
I captured the tip, drawing it inside, suckling it. “I’m gonna fill you so good.”
“I’m going to fuck you so good.” Braced on my chest, flinging her hair back, she rose up and slammed down on my cock. “Oh yes! Deep. Oh, Jesus. That’s deep.”
My neck craned back. I nearly bit off the tip of my tongue at the sensation of her clasping me in her heated depths. Her swollen clit was an extra little tickle, rubbing wetly against the wide base of my dick.
Jade fucked exactly like she fought once she got over that first intrusion. Full force, and there was nothing impersonal about the way she swiveled, leaving my hard length standing straight up and straining, before she slid back down. Every languorous withdrawal, the imminent wait, then loud slap as she seated herself on my dick made her tits bounce and my cockhead belt against her womb.
Give up all my control to her? Fuck yes. In a heartbeat.
I strained to keep my head up, my eyes trained on her sexual bounce and retreat. Her body was a weapon. One that was gonna kill me in orgasm.
Can’t fucking wait.
I crunched up to sitting, my hands at Jade’s ass and hips, helping her twist up and down. My mouth fixed at her tits, biting and licking her raw.
Jade bucked on my lap, her head thrown back and her hands clasping my thighs behind her. I followed the damp trail of one drop of perspiration down her stomach to her clit I softly circled with my finger.
She was wet and wild. Loud and lascivious. Woman and warrior.
I pulled her hair around my wrist and brought her to me. With a savage snarl, Jade blindly found my mouth with a biting kiss. She humped up and down my cock, arching her pelvis and digging her heels at my hips, my ass, the base of my spine to draw me deeper.
I fucked into her, sweat pouring off me, the curve of my cock hitting just the right angle inside her.
I felt her. Her heat. Her strength. Her swelling depths clamping down when a tight scream broke free from her throat and her body arched backward over the arms I clamped around her waist.
She came like an inferno that nearly set me on fire. Shudders wracked up and down her slighter frame. Her slick insides flooded my deeply entrenched cock.
I kissed her quickly while she froze in ecstasy before I took control. My braid whipped against my hip when I manhandled her to all fours, never once disengaging from her.
When she was in place, her head hanging low, I pulled out. She reached back to draw me in, but I split her legs wide and huddled against her. My thighs hit hers, and my cock rapped between her pussy lips, stretching up the length of her belly. I bent her slowly down with my hand gliding up the length of her sinuous back. Head down. Ass up. I kissed my way down her spine.
Arranged doggie style, Jade shuddered from head to toe. She looked over her shoulder and bit her lip. Reaching between her thighs, she peeled open the lips of her pussy.
“Fuck. Jade. I’m gonna come at you hard.” I gripped her hips.
“Do it.”
With a loud snarl, I rammed inside her. She screamed out, grabbing the headboard.
Pulling back, I reared up and lunged again. I jarred her across the mattress. My pelvis smacked against her ass. My weighty balls swung against her clit. Every fucking time I struck my cock into her, she bucked back with a high-pitched wail.
Her ass grew slippery, and our flesh squelched. Her cunt accepting my cock. Sucking it in. Milking and molding it. The hard hot raunchy sex turned animalistic.
My fingers squeezed her hips, and I gripped her so hard her skin turned red. Pulling her onto me, muscles bulging all over my body, I fucking cursed the need to come.
Wanted to stay inside Jade forever.
She bucked back, taking everything, taking all of me, begging for more, faster, harder.
I licked her neck and reamed her fast, halting with each womb-deep entry.
Her body whipped tight. Turning her face, she nipped my chin and bit my lips. Her mouth howled open, her body a hollow arch until the scream ripped from her throat.
Her stunning climax tossed me over the edge into the white-hot abyss where nothing existed except the ha
rsh repeat of my roars and the fast refrain of my cock hammering into her contracting cunt.
Semen fountained out, my balls traveling almost into my body with each jerking spasm of come.
Christ.
I held Jade with my forearms crossed beneath her stomach, my breath beating against the nape of her neck as the sharp sting of my orgasm mellowed to deep, slow lunges where our wetness spread.
“I’m going to collapse,” Jade gasped out before her arms and legs gave way.
She lay on her stomach with me still plowed deep inside.
“You cannot still be hard. Seriously,” she groused from her crossed arms.
I gingerly dragged out of her, holding my breath as my cock throbbed in the cooling air. “Sorry.”
The fuck I was. She was leaking my come. She should do more of that.
“No, you’re not.”
“You got me.” Slipping down beside her, I kissed her lightly on the lips. “Knew you’d be a power fuck.”
“I bet you say that to all the girls.” She peeked out at me.
“Hardly. No one else can handle me like that.” Pulling her into my arms, I caged her against me. “No one but you.”
Relaxing against me after token resistance, Jade hummed against my neck.
I stroked her silky skin from the round curve of her hip to the indent of her waist and back again.
Brushing my lips against her ear, I whispered, “I sure hope Madge has ear plugs. You made one hell of a racket.”
“Oh God!” Jade rolled away from me. “I forgot about her. I have to check and make sure—”
“Whoa there.” Leaning up on an elbow, I tugged at her hand. “I set the alarms, closed the Fort Knox of shutters. No one can get in or out without us being alerted.”
“Do you think we could get cleaned up then?” she asked.
“You mean like shower together?” Now she’d piqued my interest.
Suddenly a slight flush darkened her cheeks, and she nodded.
Damn. A blush? That was a first. And it made Jade look less fierce and so pretty.
A long slow smile spread across my mouth.
In the shower, we were much quieter. We washed each other, taking gentle care of one another with no subterfuge, no superficiality. Two bodies long hardened by wars we fought for others. Hardened by battles we lost inside ourselves. Hardened by scars inflicted on us. Coming together.
