Page 75 of Sizzling

I didn’t even hesitate. The moment I had them open, he moved in, shoving his face between my thighs. The pressure of his tongue as he ran it over the crotch of my panties was intoxicating. I buried my fingers into his hair while I panted. I wanted that tongue on my flesh. I was ready to rip the delicate, expensive panties off. Right now, they were in the way.

Storm reached up, and with two fingers, he moved the offending barrier over, then lapped at my desperate, aching core.

“Fuuuck, that’s sweet.” His voice was raspy. He was clearly as affected as I was. He might hate it later, but right now, he wasn’t hating anything.

I tugged on his hair, wanting to force his magical mouth harder against me.

He tore his mouth off me and glared up at me hungrily. His face was wet with my arousal. Another image I was burning into my mind. His hands went to the sides of my panties, and he jerked them down. I heard a rip before they were gone from my body.

My eyes followed him as he stood back up, and he hovered over me, grabbing my face and closing his mouth over mine. My nails bit into his biceps as I held on to him, savoring the taste of me on his tongue.

“Taste how sweet that pussy is?” he asked against my lips. “Fucking addictive.”

His hands reached around my back, and the clasp on my bra was swiftly unhooked before the bra fell down my shoulders.

He pulled back enough to take it and strip it from my body before his hands covered my breasts. His hands were large, but I was still more than a handful. He squeezed hard, and a low sound came from his chest.

“Fuck, I want to see these bounce while you’re riding my cock.”

Yes. “Please,” I begged, breathless.

He tilted his head to the side as he ran his hands down to my butt. For one moment, we stood there, locked in each other’s hungry gaze, before he picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling his erection, and the pierced tip pressed against my clit. I shifted my hips to get closer, and he slapped at my butt hard, stopping me, then walked over to the edge of the water before lowering us to the ground.

The coolness of the water lapped up his legs and against me as he eased into it slightly.

“Go ahead,” he said, sliding his now-wet hands over my chest. “Rub that needy little pussy on my dick. I want it covered in your juices if I have to put a condom on it before I fuck you.”

My hands went to his shoulders again as our gazes held. As I lifted my hips, the bead at the end of his piercing slid over my clit, and a cry fell from my lips. That was amazing. I felt my eyes start to close when Storm grabbed my chin hard.

“Open! You look at me. Know whose cock is making you feel like this,” he ordered.

I blinked, startled, when he rocked his hips with a thrust, and the large, swollen tip sank in just until the head was inside. His eyes glazed over with lust, and a hiss came from his lips. I squeezed the head, and his fingers bit into my ass hard.

“That’s it,” he groaned, barely moving his hips so that the piercing slid in and out of me just enough to drive me crazy.

“OH GOD!” I cried, fighting the urge to lift my hips and sink down onto him, burying all of him inside me.

“Feel good?” His voice was deep and on edge.

I moaned again as a small gush of my pleasure leaked out over him.

“Jesus,” he swore. “That pussy is dripping.”

My willpower was almost gone. Common sense, good decisions, being smart—it was all about to mean nothing to me. I wanted Storm Kingston inside of me. I wanted to know what being fucked by him was like. Everything else we’d done had been on another level of nirvana.

I moved a little closer, causing him to sink further inside me.

“Fuuuck,” he growled, his hand grabbing a handful of my hair and jerking my head back as his eyes bored into me. “You trying to get my dick?”

I sucked in a breath. “Yes,” I panted.

His eyes took on a dark, twisted gleam that should scare me, warn me off. But instead, I shivered with anticipation. Whatever that was inside of him that he kept just below the surface, I wanted to see it unleashed. Feel the power behind it.

He moved so fast that I didn’t know what was happening until my back was on the damp grass while Storm’s body covered me. His hands grabbed my knees, and he bent my legs back and held them open before he thrust hard inside me. All at once, I was full, stretched, and it hurt from his size, but the roar that he let out vibrated through my body, causing me to gush in my excitement.

The hazel in his eyes was almost gone as his pupils dilated while he stared down at me. “Is that it? You want my dick, baby? This what you want?” he asked in a gentle voice that didn’t match his unhinged expression. “Fuck, that pussy is squirting. My good girl,” he said, reaching up to slide his thumb between my lips. “That’s a big dick you took,” he said, staring at my mouth. Then, his eyes lifted to meet mine. “Take some more, hmm?” he said softly, then pulled back and thrust back into me harder. “Fuuuck. That’s it. Take my big dick.”

A sob came from me as I clawed at his back, desperate for more. He was making me as crazy as he suddenly seemed.

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