Page 40 of Ruthless Son

Her body was strung tight, bowed forward to reach for that elusive climax, sweat beaded on her forehead. “Give me the word, princess, I can make it all better for you.”

“Please…” It was all the confirmation I needed, her plea was a green light and I fell upon her like a starving man, sucking one tight nipple in my mouth—material and all—hard. Her scream rent the air as I tunneled my hand between her legs, intertwining our fingers and feeling the slickness of her pussy for the first time. God, she was soaked. Moving lower, I reached her entrance, sliding the tip of my finger around the edge of her sweet pussy. As a moan built up in her chest, I felt the beginnings of her climax, the walls of her cunt fluttering against me. Giving the same attention to her other nipple, I bit down gently, my teeth locking around the hard nub. Her scream of release hit at the same time her pussy clamped down on my finger, and I pushed the digit in, feeling her pulse around me. Soon that would be my cock, and the thought had my dick throbbing.

As she came down from her high, her body sunk into the bed, tension leaving her frame as my finger softly played with the wetness between her thighs. Rubbing against her clit, she jerked, closing her legs and trapping my hand between them. “Sensitive?”

She nodded lazily, her legs releasing their tight hold. It was enough space for me to move my hand, bringing my wet fingers to my own lips and tasting the sweet essence. I savored every drop as she stared, the spark of lust still shining in her eyes.

“You taste delicious, princess.” I groaned, leaning over to offer myself to her, and she took the bait. Reaching up, she grabbed my hair, dragging me down toward her, the sting had my balls tightening, and I growled against her lips. This woman was maddening, she had fire in her blood as she matched me, teeth clashed and bit, her hips rolling up to brush my legs. I took her invitation, shoving her shorts down her legs and climbing between her soft thighs, the space perfectly made for me. Our hands fought to rid me of my jeans, fighting to push the fucking things down to release my cock.

The minute her hand grabbed me, I froze. She lay beneath me, pumping me slowly and I had the sudden urge to shoot my cum all over her chest, to mark her, to claim her as mine. “Move your hand, princess.” I had the sense to reach over and grab a condom, and roll it down my length, before aiming it at her tight entrance. I didn’t give her a chance to breathe before I pushed my cock inside her, sliding in until I couldn’t move anymore, her first orgasm easing my way in.

“Fuck,” I gritted out, her hot breath hitting my neck as she gasped. Her soft walls stretching around me were like hot silk, and my dick jerked inside her. My hands roved everywhere, finally having the freedom to touch her where I wanted. Sliding up beneath her shirt, I palmed her lush tits. One cupped in each hand perfectly, I rubbed my thumbs against each hard peak, watching the sweat along her brow as I eased in and out of her, giving her time to get used to the burn. “Damn, woman, you feel so good,” I groaned, as she wrapped her arms around me, her short blunt nails digging into my arms, trying to pull me closer, deeper. My clothes were still in the way, my pants pulled down enough to fuck her, but I couldn’t get closer, couldn’t feel her body against mine with the barrier, and I hated the fact I didn’t slow down enough to rid me - and her - of everything. “Next time, I’ll have you completely bare to me.” I pulled out half way before slamming back inside her, her moan rising with each slam of my hips until her cries filled the room.

“That’s it, princess, let me hear you scream.” The slap of our bodies met her beautiful cries, her head thrashing on the bed as I filled her up over and over, not stopping until I’d felt that pussy come all over me. Sweat dripped from my face, landing on my delirious woman beneath me, fuck, I needed to cum so badly. My balls drew tight, a burn at the base of my spine a warning that I couldn’t hold back much longer.

Watching her passion rise and dangle her over that ledge, I squeezed her nipples, her entire body jerking, her mouth dropped open in a silent scream as her pussy strangled my dick, the rhythmic pulsing matching my heartbeat. That throb was enough to send me over the edge, and I held myself inside her, letting her sweet pussy milk me of everything.

Dropping my head to her shoulder, I held still, waiting for the breath to fill my lungs. Mia lay slack beneath me, her hot breath coming in swift pants that filled my ear. Rising to my elbows, I looked down at the angel beneath me, her hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, her deep-blue eyes sparkled with wild abandon, her cheeks flushed and pink with her pleasure, and she’d never looked more stunning than she did now.

Her brows arched in surprise. “That was unexpected.”

“Well, I aim to please, ma’am,” I whispered before slamming my lips against hers, savoring the gasps of her lust. She squirmed beneath me, raking her fingers through my hair. “Keep doing that, and I’ll fuck you again.”

With a determined gleam in her eyes, she tugged on my hair, wrenching me back down until the little vixen held me captive above her. My cock was still inside her, rocking a semi, and I pulled out enough to get rid of the used rubber, throwing it at some place in the vicinity of the trash can. “Rex, what do you think I’m doing it for?”

Thank fuck I had a stash of condoms, because there was no way I was letting the princess out of this bed until I had her unable to walk straight.

Stripping out of the rest of my clothes, I got back to making my woman scream.

Mia

When he said last night that I wasn’t leaving until I felt him between my legs all day, I thought he was joking—turns out, he meant it. My thighs ached and my pussy burned from all the exercise I’d got last night, exercise that I had been missing out on for years. I’d never been so wanton as I was last night, and my cheeks heated as I remembered how I’d taken control of the man, telling him in great detail where to put his mouth, how to use his dick.

God, he must think I’m a massive slut. I lay in his bed, the blanket kicked to the floor, the sheets tangled around my sore body, and threw my arm across my face, trying to hide from the shameful memories. He caught me masturbating! “Uh, someone please save me from myself,” I muttered to the empty room. Rex had risen before I’d even woken, but the evidence of our night together lay scattered around the floor. A used condom lay discarded in a corner, he’d missed that one when he had clearly tried to tidy up—the others plus the box filled the little trash can already.

We used a whole fucking box? No wonder I felt like I’d been on horseback for a week.

Climbing out of bed, I stepped carefully around the pile of clothes and blanket on the floor, before shutting myself in the bathroom.

Leaning over the sink, I stared bleary eyed at myself in the little mirror. My skin was chafed red from Rex’s stubble, and I’m sure I had those same rashes in other places that I couldn’t even see. Dark bruises sat above my collar bone and around my neck. That fucker had placed hickeys around my neck like a fucking chain. The ring of purple marks trailed down over my breasts, small bite marks covering my pale skin. It had felt amazing at the time, his hands palming my hips, pulling me back toward him, biting and sucking at my neck. I had even offered up more of myself for the sensation of feeling his mouth on me. I didn’t know the fucking arsehole was marking me like a… a damned teenager!

My shower was long and hot, the heat easing the tension in some muscles that I didn’t even know I had. My thighs quaked as I dried off and dragged on the loosest trousers—sans panties—I could find that wouldn’t rub against the sensitive skin, before heading out to check on my patient that I had completely forgotten about in my night time adventure.

The men huddled around Sly, the man awake and cracking jokes as if he didn’t have a hole in his shoulder and almost bleed out last night.

“Here she is, my favorite nurse,” he called out upon spotting me. Rex twisted and watched me walk slowly toward him, a satisfied smirk across his face.

He stalked forward, meeting me halfway, his arm wrapping around me, pulling me flush against him. My traitorous body wanted to relax into him, but I was aware of the eyes that followed us, locking onto our position. Mutters from around me had my cheeks heating as I thought about what they must be saying, before Rex planted a closed–mouth kiss on my lips, shockingly, no tongue this time. His dry lips were firm on mine, I closed my eyes and gave into the greeting.

“I told you I’d have you unable to walk properly,” he whispered softly in my ear, and my eyes shot open to find the infuriating man grinning down at me. “Don’t look like that, princess, you loved every minute of it.”

“What…”

His eyes fell to my neck and the amount of concealer I’d applied to cover the hickeys and he frowned, his fingers brushing gently against my skin. “You covered them.”

“Yes, Rex. I covered the ten hickeys you made that everyone can see,” I huffed. “There wasn’t even just one.” I wanted to shout at his lack of control, but I kept my voice to a whisper, trying to hide our conversation from his brothers.

“Of course there wasn’t just one, why would I put just one on you?”

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