Page 7 of Trident: Mayhem Makers

Not wanting to miss a moment, I kept my gaze on her as I stepped away to give her some room. Once she’d kicked off her shoes and had begun to lower her pants, I toed off my boots and nearly tore the denim in my rush to get my fly undone. Blowing out a breath, I forced myself to slow the fuck down and look at what I was doing for a few moments. Then with steady fingers, I got the button and zipper dealt with. Looping my thumbs under the waistband of both my jeans and boxer-briefs, I shoved them down my legs, kicking them free before tugging off my socks and tossing them aside with everything else.

As I straightened, my gaze went straight to her, as though she were a magnet or something. My heart skipped a damn beat at the sight she made, her perfect white teeth pressed down into her lush pink lower lip while she stared at my cock. Seemed as though she’d stalled out, hands gripping the sides of her panties, the only thing she was now wearing. Had to say, this woman did wonders for my ego. What man didn’t want his woman pausing in wonder when she first saw his dick? Gripping my hard length in my palm, I started slowly stroking myself, grinning as her eyes followed the movement.

“Keep going, babe. Need to see that pretty pussy of yours that I’ll be fillin’ up real soon.”

Tilting her head back against the wall with a loud exhale, she closed her eyes and clenched her hands into fists around the fabric she held.

“I shouldn’t be here. Shouldn’t find your demanding bullshit such a fucking turn-on.”

Releasing my cock, I stepped toward her. With one hand pressed against the wall beside her head, I leaned in until I could brush my nose against hers, teasing her with a barely there touch. Then with my other hand, the one that’d been on my dick a few moments ago, I rubbed over her panties. She pressed her palms against my chest, and worried I’d misread things, I paused to see if she’d push me away. When she didn’t try to put more space between us, I got back to what I was doing, pushing the soaked fabric against her flesh until it molded over her bare mound and pussy lips. Her clit was so fucking hard, I could feel the little nub through the thin fabric. Scraping a nail over it a few times, I enjoyed how she jerked at each pass, how her blue irises, that were locked on mine, glazed over with bliss. When her mouth opened as she started panting for breath, I pressed my thumb between her folds as deep as the fabric would allow while I shifted my head to the side so I could nip at her earlobe.

“You’re the one bullshitting us both if you think you don’t want this. Want me. Your panties are soaked. Reckon I’ll have you comin’ in seconds once I get my mouth on this hot little pussy of yours, then again even harder once I get my dick in you.”

My words left her shuddering, groaning as she tilted her hips up against me, seeking more friction while her fingers curled into my pecs. Yeah, she wanted everything I was gonna give her. After delivering one more nip to her earlobe, I pulled my hand from between her thighs and gripped the front of her neck.Holding her still so I could give her another rough kiss. Without removing my lips from hers, I lowered both hands to her panties, gripping the thin fabric over her hip before giving it a sharp tug, ripping the fabric. Before her mind could fully comprehend what I was doing, I moved the other side and did the same thing before peeling the wet fabric away from her and tossing it aside. I’d make sure I grabbed them later… they were mine now.

Breaking the kiss, I returned my palm to her throat then pressed my knee between her thighs, raising it until I could feel her slick pussy sliding against me.

“Trident…”

She dragged out my name as she moved her hands down and around to my waist and started grinding against my leg.

“Yeah, that’s it, babe. Be a good girl and ride me. Fuck, I can’t wait to do all sorts of wicked things to you.”

Lowering my hand from her throat, I gave her right nipple a pinch and twist while nuzzling my face into her neck, rubbing my beard over her sensitive skin until she was whimpering and her movements against my leg had grown jerky. Releasing her tit, I dropped to my knees. The slaps of her palms against the wall were loud in the room as I threw one of her legs over my shoulder. The hitch in her breath when I spread her bare lips open with my thumbs and blew over her wet folds had my dick throbbing. Leaning in, I delivered one long lick from as far back as I could reach up until I could tease her hard little clit.

“Bloody hell, T!”

Chuckling at her cursing, I took a moment to savor my first taste of her. Fuck, her musky sweetness was perfection, and I wanted—no, needed—more.

She rolled her hips with a whimper, and I focused back on my mission to have her mindless from all the orgasms I was gonna give her. Teasing her inner thigh with my beard, I chuckled whenshe cursed again, enjoying the hell out of how fucking responsive she was to my every touch.

“You taste so fucking good, Jacie. I’m gonna wanna eat you for breakfast, lunch and dinner, seven days a week.”

She shook her head and opened her mouth like she was gonna tell me some bullshit about this being for just one night, but before she could utter a word, I covered her wet, pink slit with my mouth and plunged my tongue deep into her channel. Thrusting in and out, I moved a thumb up to her clit, rubbing small circles on the tight bud until she shuddered then blew apart for me, calling my name.

Sweetest fucking sound I’d ever heard? My name on her lips as she came. I couldn’t wait to hear it again. That voice in the back of my mind whispered that it’d be even sweeter to hear her calling out my real name, but that shit could shut the fuck up. No one called me by my birth name anymore. I doubted many in the club even knew what it was.

Moving my hand away from her now over-sensitive clit, I wrapped my palm around my twitching cock as, with a hum, I ate up all the cream she was giving me. I’d always fucking loved going down on a woman. Being surrounded by her musk as I made her shatter again and again for me. Making sure she was well and truly slick enough that when I fucked her, I could slam in deep on the first stroke. But I’d never enjoyed it as much as I was right now, with Jacie. There was just something about this woman that got to me. And I couldn’t fucking wait to get inside her, fill her up. Claim her as my own.

When her leg started to tremble, I gently moved her other one from my shoulder down to the ground, and as I stood, pressed my shoulder to her stomach and lifted her. Which had her stiffening and slapping me on the shoulder blade.

“What the hell? Again with this?”

I shrugged the shoulder she wasn’t on. “Fastest way to get you where I need you, babe.”

Laying her out on the bed, my hand dropped back down to stroke my cock as I took in the sight she made. Flushed chest and face, her pale red, wavy hair spread out over the steel gray covers. She was staring at my dick again while she chewed on that lower lip of hers like she had earlier. My attention went lower when she clenched her thighs together before rubbing them against each other. Looked like my little hellcat wanted more, which was a damn good thing because I had plenty more that I wanted to give her.

“Want your hands on your tits, babe, while you spread your legs wide for me. I’m not nearly done with you.”

Her hands trembled as she slid them slowly up over her chest, until they covered her perky breasts. She was biting down on her lip so hard, it was a wonder she hadn’t drawn blood, but the flush to her cheeks and sparkle in her gaze told me she was into what I was dishing out.

“Don’t go hiding yourself from me, Jacie. Never try to do that. I wanna see your fingers on your sweet pink nipples, twisting and tugging on them until you’re squirming.”

Heat flared in her eyes. “And what are you planning on doing? Gonna stand there and jack off?”

I grinned as I chuckled at her sass.

“Nah, babe. As soon as you’re a good girl and do what I say, I’m gonna make another meal outta you.”

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