Page 19 of Rushed

Rush

If this was a fight in the cage, Keenan would have been the victor.

Stalking me like a lioness, she made me her prey. I was a victim to her game, and I came like a feckin’ weak, pansy arse first-timer.

I’ve been a watcher, a willing spectator, butneverhave I had someone watch me pound on my own junk. The pressure was exquisite as it built, and when she commanded me to stop, I couldn’t resist. I wanted to see her reaction and what she had in store. She was staring at my cock like it was a fifty percent off sale at Tiffany’s.

That talented mouth of hers was amazing. I wanted the feeling to last for hours, but I couldn’t take it any longer. The sight of her sucking it tightly into her mouth, as her hands owned my balls, caused me to fall apart. I watched her willingly wring my orgasm free.

But now, I need inside her tight feckin’ pussy, hearing her scream out once more. But first, I need to keep a promise I made at the club. I’ve wanted to beat that round perky arse since I saw her walk in, as she sashayed into my office, and when she laid there on the bed watching me. It begged to be smacked, pinched, bit, fecked, sucked, and licked.

Picking her up off the floor, I made sure to place my fingers on her pussy, and that sweet fecking arse.

“I’m not sure of the last time I had sex, Rush. I have no memory before my accident.” She’s nervous, which is funny as she holds my balls in her purse right now. “I’m not on the pill, but I know I’m clean. I’ve had more doctors checking out my hooch than I can count.”

Which in a way, makes me jealous. I wanna be the only one, and it freaks me out to think it. I want it to be me and no one else.

“I’m clean too, but I always have protection, Kitten.” She hasn’t had sex in a while, but the girl that came undone on the bed by her own hand, showed me a thing or two of what she likes. She enjoys barely there, teasing touches, and watching others get off.

Reaching over, digging into the pockets of my jeans, I pull out a few condoms as I expect this to be a long afternoon in bed.

“Of course you would.” She smiles at me, twinkling those brilliant, devious eyes.

“Not yet, Keenan,” I tell her. With a final kiss on that talented mouth, I lay light kisses down her perfect neck.

Moving lower, I taste her strawberry scented skin. I love whatever it is she showers with, and I intend to cover her in it often. Making my way south, I pull her bra off and suck on her perfect, perky tits. Her erect buds respond as I flick my tongue across her soft flesh. Sucking one, then the other into my mouth, her body stiffens, curving her chest closer to me. Her breath is short and tight. I bet I could make her come, just from sucking on her breasts. Feckin’ amazing.

“Ya have the best tits I’ve ever seen. Sweet and juicy. Like little apples,” I say, flicking my tongue over the diamond hard ridges.

Leaving her tits, which is hard to do, I trail kisses down her soft stomach to the edge of her panties. Those barely there, pink satin guardians made my cock rock hard when she gave me the strip show. Last night, with Marie and Clarke, would normally send me into a tailspin of lust, but there was nothing. The blush pink hides the fully shaven pussy that waits to be lapped and sucked dry by my torturous tongue. I can’t wait. I run my finger along the edge closest to her leg, brushing her swollen lips. Kissing the satin above her clit, I nip her skin just a bit, causing her to squeal. Pushing the material aside, I stroke the soft, wet flesh of her sexy cunt. Keenan makes the most erotic noises as I dip a finger in and stroke the edges of her already engorged clit.

“Oh, God,” she says breathlessly. “More, please.” I add another finger.

“Greedy little pussy,” I murmur, as her tight core clenches around my digits. I’m greedy too. Tearing her panties from her body to reveal her wetness, I grin wide as my cock stiffens, ready to enter her.

“Oh my, Rush. Move, please. Please, move.” Keenan raises her hips and rocks back and forth against my fingers.

“Yer drenched. It would be a shame to leave ya like this.” She wiggles, bucks, and sways with the motion. Her body automatically knows she needs more. “Tell me, Keenan. What do ya want?”

“Fuck me. Please, Rush. Fuck me.” I almost come undone. It’s feckin’ sexy as hell.

Bending low, I lick across the glistening surface of her clit, sucking deep, dragging her into my mouth.

“Oh my God. Fuck!” Keenan screams. She pulls my hair, yanking me closer. She tastes like sunshine. Smiling to myself, I’m about to pull out all the stops on this woman. Curling my finger inside her core and pushing on her G spot, I add my thumb to the entrance of her arse. She moans, rising and falling into the motion as I lick and suck another orgasm from her body.

She comes on my lips. It’s delicious and addictive. Taking the bud of her clit between my teeth, she rises again. I know I can push her for more.

Her voice changes in tempo. “I can’t, please. No. Yes. No. Oh my God.” I feel her clench hard as she completely falls apart. “Rush, I’m done! Please, no more. I can’t handle anymore. Please, fuck me.”

I’m rock hard, and I don’t wanna hold out any longer. Rising from between her legs as her body spasms, I reach for the packet on the nightstand and wrap up my cock with ease. With my cock encased, I flip her over onto her stomach. I’ve been wanting that arse, badly. Positioning myself above her entrance, I smack her arse, lightly. I don’t wanna scare her yet. She gasps, then turns her head towards me.

Grinning widely, she says, “I guess I should have expected that.”

Pushing inside her tight cunt, I wind up and crack off another smack to her arse, this time harder. She squeals, pushing her arse back towards me and laughs. “Again.”

“Be careful what ya ask for.” Knowing what I need, her asking could be dangerous. Again, I smack her arse as I thrust inside.

Surprising me, she takes what I give her, pushing back so I pound in to the hilt. “Yer so feckin’ tight, love.”

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