Page 100 of Renegade

Mike’s eyes met mine and the corner of his mouth turned up again. “Dead bodies and zombies. I feel like I’m having to get to know you all over again. You sure it’s notFood Network?”

I was about to punch him in the shoulder when he yanked my bra down over my breasts and brushed his beard against my nipples until they were stiff. I managed to groan, “Don’t tease me.” He misunderstood, and I found that I didn’t mind in the least.

Mike pulled me up out of the chair and into his warm arms, carrying me into the living room. “So, Red, since we’re having honesty hour here—got any other confessions?”

I shook my head as he stripped my sweater off before laying me back against the couch.

“No?” He whispered, “C’mon. My ego can handle it.” His mouth resumed its tour of my breasts; with his tongue swirling over one, while roughly cupping the other in his hand.

My body had rebooted and the speech setting hadn’t made it back online yet. I just laid beneath him, allowing his expert hands to work me into a frenzy.

He paused, “C’mon, Red. Don’t keep me in suspense.”

I shook my head and managed to string together, “Don’t stop. Please.”

He exhaled warm air against my belly as his hands drifted down to unbutton my jeans, taking his time sliding them down.

Once my jeans were on the floor, his fingers slid up my body until they reached my thighs. I relaxed and let them fall open and he cocked an eyebrow at me.

“Please,” I murmured.

He grinned and his fingers brushed against my panties, in slow short strokes. Just when I thought I would combust, he dragged them aside and gently slipped his middle finger inside of me.

I groaned and he stopped. Feeling his stare, I reluctantly opened my eyes and glanced down at him. “I could fucking watch you like this all night long.”

My face heated, but I kept my focus on him as he lowered his mouth down lightly over my clit. Another finger soon joined the first and my skin prickled. I was a can of gasoline that had just had a match thrown in it. His tongue and hand found a rhythm that didn’t seem physically possible. My back arched up off the couch and my hands sought his hair, needing something to ground me.

I didn’t have to tell him what to do, his tongue knew just where to go, while his lips grazed over my most sensitive areas, leaving me completely breathless.

I went higher and higher and higher until I was riding a wave of pleasure unlike any I’d experienced with him before. My breath caught and I kept a death grip on his hair as I came back down to earth.

“Darlin’?”

My chest rose and fell steadily, but otherwise, I didn’t move.

Mike tried again. “Darlin’? You’re gonna have to let go of me. Your legs are like a goddamned vice.”

I picked my head up and smiled at the sight of his blond head caught between my thighs. I released him and he sat up, exaggeratedly coughing, before running the back of his hand across his mouth.

“Better?” I asked.

He winked before unbuckling his jeans and letting them hit the floor. “Oh, I’d say that I’m better than okay, Red. What do you think?”

My mouth fell open.

He’d gone commando.

Mike retrieved a condom from his back pocket and ripped it open with his teeth before rolling it onto his cock with a smirk. I was drugged with arousal; my body capable of little more than small nods and whimpers.

He pulled his shirt over his head and stalked back over to the couch, his face full of need. He lifted me easily, turning me around until I was draped over the back of the couch. I moaned quietly as my breasts came into contact with the cool leather.

My body ached and throbbed for more of him.

Mike’s hands lightly rested on my hips for a brief second before yanking my panties down to my knees while I remained prone over the couch. His teeth grazed the curve of my ass and I instinctively pushed back against him. He nudged my legs further apart with his knee, as his hand came down to rest lightly against my lips.

“More,” I whispered, when he didn’t move.

“That’s my girl,” he replied, removing his hand, as the head of his cock slowly pushed inside of me. Once he was fully seated, he gave my body a chance to accommodate his size before retreating again.

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