Dirty Girl (Going All the Way, 2)

by Jenika Snow

  “I’ve been with men who had piercings before, but none in the southern region.” She was still playing with her nipples, and he liked that she hadn’t stopped even though she looked surprised when he pulled himself out. But then again, Naggie didn’t look like she shocked very easily, or at least he hoped she didn’t.

  He moved closer to her, and she dropped her arms by her sides. The sight of her breasts right in front of him, aching to be sucked on, touched, and worshipped, screamed out at him. He cupped each mound, squeezed the soft, firm flesh, and then lowered his head and sucked a nipple in his mouth. She tasted so damn good that he couldn’t stop the groan that left him.

  Alternating between her left and right breasts, Booshie was a fiend for her flesh and had to force himself to take a step back. Without thinking any longer, and feeling this beast rise inside him, he made quick work of getting her out of her tight jeans. The panties she wore were these little white ones and almost innocent in appearance.

  He gripped her waist and turned her around so her chest was pressed to the door.

  “Booshie.”

  Dammit, he loved it when she moaned out his name, and he really fucking loved that her panties were nothing more than a white string right between the globes of her ass. “Naggie, baby, you got an ass on you that goes on for miles.” He brought his palm down on her left cheek, and the resounding crack filled the room.

  Again, she was a little thing compared to most women he went after, but her tits and bottom were made to be worshipped. He alternated from the left to her right butt cheek, loving the way the mounds jiggled and her flesh started to turn red. She was holding onto the molding, digging her nails into the wood as he continued to spank her ass hard enough that his hand was stinging and had the outline of his fingers on her creamy skin.

  But she didn’t complain, didn’t tell him to stop, and in fact kept giving out these little breathy moans that had this need inside him intensifying and climbing to a blistering height. He shoved his pants all the way down and stepped out of them, and then he grabbed his cock again and started stroking himself with one hand as he palmed a cheek of her rear with the other.

  “Look at this ass.” Taking the string that was between the cheeks and pulling it out and away from her, he got down on his haunches and leaned in close.

  “I wish you’d stop talking, Booshie.” She looked over her shoulder and down at him.

  He glanced up at the same time he spread her ass apart. He might have the thong pushed to the side, but it was still in his way. With a small amount of strength, he tore the material away from her and let it fall to the ground.

  “I’m done talking, baby.” He leaned in and started licking her pussy over and over again until she finally spread her legs wider and popped her ass out. Booshie tightened his hands on the mounds of her bottom and ate her out like he was a fucking starving man and she was the only thing that could sate his appetite. “Tell me you’ll let me do whatever the hell I want, baby.” He flattened his tongue and ran it up her cleft. He repeated the action and then started sucking on her hard little clit.

  “I want you to do whatever you want to me.” The sound of her nails digging into the wood filled his head. Small mewling noises left her the harder and faster he sucked at her clit. She was putty in his hands, and that was just the way he fucking liked it.

  The need to be with her, and the fact that every time he had seen her the desire to bend her over and shove his dick into her tight little body, made him insane with lust. She was strong and had willpower to rival any member of the MC, but right now, they were both nothing but animals who had this very physical and primal urge that needed to be taken care of right the fuck now.

  There was no denying or running when it came to them finally getting it on. It was inevitable. He didn’t deny himself any longer. He stood, not having nearly enough of her sweet cunt but wanting to move this along, because his dick felt like it was about to explode. He turned her around so she faced him once more, took the back of her head again with a hand in her hair, and squeezed the strands in his fingers.

  She moaned out, and the look she gave him was one that had pre-cum slipping from his cockhead. He tilted her head so her neck was bared and claimed her mouth once more. A grunt of pleasure left him at the first touch of his lips to hers, but he wasn’t gentle with her. He wanted her to taste herself on his lips and tongue.

  She gasped, which had her mouth opening farther and allowing him to delve his tongue inside. Sweet and salty flavor invaded his tastes buds, filling his mouth and having him crave more.

  Over and over, he fucked her with his mouth, stroked her with his tongue, and loved that she rubbed against him. He was thrusting his erection into her belly while he kissed her, needing to be inside her before he exploded, and was about to fucking do that right now. He moved his hands down her back, over the nice big curve of her ass, and slipped them under each cheek. In one move, he lifted her off the ground and turned so he was supporting her weight. “Bedroom,” he grunted against her mouth.

  She didn’t pull away but instead kissed him harder and made a low, needy sound. Yeah, tonight he was about to take her harder than he had ever taken a woman before. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and her bare, nearly hairless pussy moved along his cock. Yeah, at the first glance of her pussy just moments before, he realized she kept her pussy lips naked but had a light, trimmed thatch of blonde hair covering her mound.

  He let out this primal sound from the back of his throat. He was in his room in a matter of seconds, and once the door was shut behind them, he set her on her feet and took a step back. Her body was smokin’, with her inked-up skin and piercing right through her navel, and her big-ass tits he wanted to fuck. She called to every male part of him. He wanted in her body now, wanted to plunge his cock in her pussy until her inner muscles clenched around him and milked the cum right from his balls.

  He moved forward again, lifted her, and all but tossed her on the bed. He climbed up before she could protest and then pried her legs open with his hands on her knees. Her cunt spread for him like an opening flower, and the darker pink folds parted in welcome. Pre-cum slid from the tip of his cock and fell to the mattress.

  Fuck, he had never been so turned on before, and he hadn’t even stuck his cock in her tight little cunt.

  “Come on, Booshie, fuck me.” She grabbed her breasts and seduced him with her gaze and the way she played with her titties.

  He still had on his cut and shirt, but he had those off in a matter of seconds. He grabbed a condom from his bedside table and slid it on his shaft before she could utter another word.

  “You sure about this, Naggie?” He held her gaze with his own, urging her to be honest with him. “Once we start this, there isn’t any going back.” He hadn’t turned the light on, but even in the darkness, he held her gaze. “It doesn’t matter to me that you just broke it off with the asshole today. I don’t want you pissed at yourself once this is all said and done.” Honestly, Booshie didn’t know why he even gave a fuck if she regretted being with him or not.

  She was willing right now, primed to the max, and was not with anyone. As far as he was concerned, this was an all-go, but there was this little voice in the back of his head that didn’t want things to get royally fucked between them. He liked looking at her, being around her, and even speaking to her during their short times together. The thought of her regretting doing anything with him left a bad taste in his mouth.

  Damn, dude, you better get your shit together, because this kind of thinking leads to old lady territory.

  He could even remember the one time he almost had an old lady and had always thought she had been the one to get away—well, that one relationship he had screwed up anyway. It had been a tough time in his life in thinking he couldn’t truly care about someone and be committed to the MC at the same time. He had been wrong, but that had been years ago, close to twenty.

  Honestly, he had been a young kid with a hard-on for the girl
he fucked for the first time. A lot had changed in the time he had been in the MC; he had changed a lot. He looked at Naggie and actually felt his pulse pick up a bit. Here he was about to fuck this woman who was probably half his damn age.

  “You’re thinking about something that is pulling you away from this moment.”

  She read him perfectly; that or he was conveying his emotions a little closer to the surface than he wanted. Booshie was a master of keeping things on lockdown, and if he wanted someone to know what he was feeling, then he would tell them. Never did he let his guard down, and he kept the brick wall sturdily built around him.

  But there was something hard yet gentle about Naggie, soft but coarse that drew him like a bee to pollen. She was just as sweet too, and he was done thinking of the past, of what in the hell she might do when he made it known that if he really wanted something, then he held on tight.

  She hadn’t said she wanted to stop after he asked her if she was sure, so he gripped her around the waist and hauled her ass down the bed. Her blue eyes were clear and a very unique light color, and they sucked him in as if they were a living entity all on their own. He smoothed his hands over her thighs and positioned her legs so they were on either side of his. This angle gave him a clear shot of the pink wetness of her slit.

  “I’ve had one shitty night, and me going home with you is because I know you can make me forget about it.” She cupped her breasts and breathed out roughly. “I just want to have a good, hard fuck and be the dirty girl you said I am.”

  Well fucking hell. Booshie ran a hand over his mouth and felt the scruff of his beard scratch his palm. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he said to himself as he continued to stare at her tits and then moved his gaze down to her spread pussy lips.

  He aligned himself at her entrance, but Booshie didn’t shove right into her, and instead pushed the head in slowly.

  Her pussy stretched around his girth, and it made the whole situation hotter when he placed his hands beside her head on the bed and leaned forward slightly. He stared at where their bodies were connected.

  “Your pussy is stretched so wide around me, Naggie baby.”

  She lifted her hips as if she were the one about to take control. He made a low sound in his throat, and she stilled instantly. “Fuck, Naggie, don’t move.” He swallowed and felt his muscles contract with the strength he was using not to shove all of his shaft into her sweet body. “You’re tempting a beast, baby. I need to take you slow or I’ll be a fucking animal with you.”

  “I want you to be a fucking animal, Booshie.”

  And just like that, he snapped. He shoved the rest of his cock into her so fast and hard that she was actually shoved up the bed from the force. He bottomed out, but he needed friction or his balls would explode. As it was, they hurt like a motherfucker. “You ready for this, Naggie?”

  “God, yes.” She closed her eyes and arched her neck as this gloriously erotic sound left her. “You’re so big.”

  “You’re so fucking tight and wet, baby.” He grunted and slowly started to pull out of her. When only the head was lodged in her pussy, he thrust back deep inside her. She moved up the bed another inch, and he growled. With one hand on her shoulder to get her stationed, since holding her waist wasn’t doing it, he started really thrusting in and out of her.

  He pumped his dick in her cunt until both of them started getting sweaty. “So. Damn. Good.” He felt her orgasm start with the clenching of her inner muscles around his dick, saw the tightening of her nipples, and heard the gasp of pleasure that left her. He renewed his thrusting until her breasts bounced from the force.

  “Oh God. It hurts, but it feels so good.” She reached up and wrapped her hands around his biceps. “I feel so good, so stretched.”

  The sting of her nails in his skin felt good too, so fucking good. “I get so damn hot when you say those filthy things.” He slammed into her again and again, bottoming out in her pussy and then pulling almost totally out.

  Over and over, he did this, feeling the sweat fall down his temple and watching it drop onto her inked-up skin. The scroll work on her side read Have No Regrets Over the Mistakes You’ve Made.

  Closing his eyes and feeling the pleasure take hold of him, he got lost in the tight, hot suction of her body. She had already come, but the sounds she still made told him this wasn’t over just yet. Booshie could have come right then, but he was a selfish bastard and wanted to prolong this as much as possible.

  The thing was, he wasn’t going to be able to hold off for much longer.

  But then again, it was clear she was losing her control just like he was.

  Booshie was barely leashing his control, so he reached down and started rubbing her clit with his thumb. He rolled the nub around until it became so engorged he knew she’d come again. “Just once more, baby. Give it to me one more time until you scream out.”

  Her cunt was pink and glistening, and her clit stood out, begging for more attention. She shook her head back and forth, and just like that, she came for him again. When she cried out so loud his ears rang, he watched the euphoria cover her face. For several seconds, he watched her come, and it was one of the hottest things he had ever seen.

  She relaxed into the bed as he slowed his thrusting, and then when that content sigh left her and she opened her eyes, he pulled out. Before she could say anything, he flipped her around, lifted her so she was forced to be on her knees, and spread her ass cheeks. Her cunt was smooth and pink, and he was about to slide his dick deep inside her and really stretch her out good.

  Booshie collected her arousal on a finger and moved the digit over her tight hole, spreading her natural lube around. Her ass was tight, and when he penetrated her just slightly, a gasp left her.

  “It’s okay, baby.” He eased off, not wanting to scare her, but about to fill the tip of the condom if he didn’t get inside her soon.

  “I know, but I’m desperate to feel you inside me again.”

  Well fuck, this woman was most definitely going to rock his world, and even though the night wasn’t over with, Booshie knew this was not going to be the end of them. He wouldn’t let it be the fucking end.

  9

  Naggie was about to lose it if Booshie kept doing that anal play. She wasn’t a stranger to being touched back there, and had done pretty much everything there was to do in the sexual sense, but even so, all of this felt so new and so amplified being with him. He moved his finger back and forth over her asshole, adding more pressure with each passing second.

  “I’m going to slide my dick in your ass, Naggie, and you’ll beg me for more, even when I’m balls-deep in you.” He emphasized his point by slipping his finger into her back hole. The sheet beneath her mouth grew damp from her increased breathing. Naggie might have already come more than once, but she was ready for more.

  “I’ll go easy and slow until you’re used to me, and then I’ll fuck you as hard and fast as I did to your pussy.” He took his finger out of her and palmed her ass, massaged the globes, and had her skin heating within seconds.

  “I don’t want slow.” She looked over her shoulder and stared into his face. His expression was one of carnal lust, and with his hooded eyes, the sweat dripping down his hard, corded, tattooed body, she knew she would never forget about tonight. Just looking at the raw power that came from him was enough to have her inner muscles clenching hard. “I want you everywhere.”

  How strange things had escalated so fast and powerfully as they had, but it was the good kind of strange for sure. The hard slap to her ass had a pleasurable gasp leaving her. She thought he might shove that big dick that hung between his legs right up in that hole, but he moved away and grabbed a bottle of lube from his bedside table instead. She wasn’t even about to think how prepared he was and that most likely that meant he did this sort of thing often.

  But the truth was, Naggie might have only been with Rob for the last year, but before that, she was sexually liberated. If she wanted to have se
x, then she picked the man she wanted and controlled the situation. She was most definitely not in control right now, and it felt fucking incredible.

  Moments later, he was back behind her, had her ass spread, and poured the cool lube down the crease of her bottom. He aligned his cockhead with her anus and in the next second was pushing into her slowly but thoroughly.

  The lube he used helped ease his way into her, but it didn’t stop the burning pain of his huge cock filling her, or the fact that she felt very full. When he was past the tight ring of muscle, it was like she opened up, and then he slid all the way in.

  “That’s it, baby, take all of me.” His hands were viselike on her, squeezing her to the point that she knew there would be finger-sized bruises. But Naggie wanted those marks on her, wanted to have this kind of ownership from him. He pulled out slowly until just the tip was lodged in her, and then he pushed back inside just as agonizingly slowly.

  He did this over and over, until Naggie found herself thrusting back, wanting him to really take her. A hard slap to her ass had her movements stilling, and a look behind her showed a hard mask on his face. “You need to stay still, baby, because I’m two seconds away from coming as it is.” Sweat continued to drip down his hard, toned chest, and the urge to run her tongue along those valleys and dips of tendon and sinew rode her hard.

  Soon, he was fucking her with abandon, giving it all to her so she was forced to reach up, grip the wooden slats of the headboard, and hold on. Her breasts bounced from his hard thrusts, and the sound of their wet skin slapping together filled the room.

  “Fuck, yeah.” He slapped first her right cheek and then her left. “Do it, baby. Squeeze my dick.”

  A wave of pleasure slammed into her, taking her breath away and making her do exactly what he said. She clenched and released her inner muscles around his length until they both moaned. Booshie reached around her body and found her clit with his big fingers. He pinched the tiny bundle of nerves, and lights flashed behind her closed lids. Her body shook from the pleasure, and she took comfort in the all-consuming ecstasy that stole her sanity.