Page 82 of Never Enough

Nemo stopped her from wiping up the spit with her denim jacket sleeve. Instead, he pulled her to her feet, then picked her up and pinned her to the door once again. He made sure her skirt was completely up around her waist, his soaked cock dragging across the small triangle of material covering her mound. Meanwhile, his mouth dropped down onto hers, feeling the slickness of her skin against his face, and he made sure to drag his cheeks against her mouth to spread it on him. He groaned against her lips. “I fucking love you messy,” he admitted. “Didn’t get to taste that pussy, but at least I feel like I was between your thighs, sucking up all that sugar.”

He backed up to the lounge chair stored along one wall and threaded his fingers into the waistline of her panties, skimming them down her legs, making sure they didn’t get caught around her shoes. Before pulling her knees up around his hips, he growled, “You want control, sugar cat? Hop on.”

She kneeled above him, straddling his thighs. He was about to make sure she was ready for him, but she was too fast. One tiny hand gripped his cock, she shifted slightly, and then he was buried in her, her channel so slick there was no resistance.

Nemo’s hands grabbed Gem’s waist. “Warn a guy, would ya?” he groaned out.

She rose up and slid back down, grinding against him. “Where would the fun be in that?” she teased.

He slid down the lounger a few inches so that his lap allowed her more room to move, and he was in a leaning-back position so that he could see more of what was happening. When she bottomed out on him the second time, he stopped her movements by gripping her so firmly he worried he’d leave bruises. Later, he’d kiss each fingerprint in apology, but he wasn’t going to last very long at this rate. “Sugar cat, you’vegotta stop moving. My dick is all in—in more ways than one—but I’d like this to last a little bit longer than sixty seconds.”

When he wouldn’t let her move, she changed her tactic. “I thought you were giving me control, Sawyer? Maybe I want it so hard and fast that it makes me believe you can’t bear to be without my pussy squeezing your cock.” Her hips swiveled and ground down on him as best they could. He felt his dick swell further, and her walls grip him tighter, massaging him with each pulse, each breath.

“Please, sugar cat, ease down,” he moaned.

She whispered, “Why, burglar boy? Can’t take the heat?” Her hands latched onto his, where they gripped her hips and pried them loose. Nemo found they were suddenly above his head, and she was curling his fingers around the top of the lounge chair as she lay on top of him, plastered to his chest, resting her mouth against his ear. “Leave them there, or I’ll stop.”

Nemo groaned as her lips and teeth grabbed onto his ear lobe. “Suck on that any harder, and you’re going to remove the gauge.”

“Maybe I want a souvenir,” she quipped back.

“No way.” He poured every ounce of truth into his next statement. “Souvenirs imply memories of places you once were, and I’m not a place youoncewere anymore. I’m the place youare.”

She froze in his lap. “Nemo, I?—”

“No, Gem.” He looked at her intently. “Just, no. We’re not talking about this now. But we will be talking about it. Right now, though, all my brain power has been removed and sent in reserve to other parts of my body, and I refuse to ruin this moment. We’ll deal with the rest of ‘us’ when we get back home.”

A crash of simultaneous thunder and lightning shook thebeach shack as he gave a quick, sharp punch up of his hips, making sure he dragged himself across her top inner wall on the way, drawing a hiss of pleasure from her. He watched her eyes glaze over as her head tipped back, and her fingers dug into his shoulders hard, her short fingernails leaving half-moon indents where she gripped him. He held himself in place.

“Move, Nemo.”

“That was just a reminder that I’m inside you. No way am I moving anymore, Gem. You wanted control, so you’ve got it. I wantyouto fuckme. Use me to get yourself off. I’ll enjoy whatever you do simply because it’s you.”

The look on her face was one of uncertainty. He gave her a single nod to encourage her. “I’ve got you, sugar cat,” he whispered.

She leaned back, hands on his thighs behind her, so that his cock was buried as deep inside her as it could get. Now upright, she began a slow up-and-down pace on his shaft, grinding his piercing against her G-spot for maximum effect. Then, once she had a comfortable rhythm for herself, she began to add a twist from left to right with her hips that helped grind her clit against the base of his cock with each dragging motion. He felt her increase her speed, struggling to maintain both the internal and the external friction, working hard to get her release.

Nemo had always been in charge of what they’d done in the past. With her blow job moments ago, she’d made a decision on her own of what she wanted, and he found it heady as fuck. Not that a submissive partner was a bad thing, and not that she didn’t actively participate once he set things in motion, but she’d never made the first move on anything. Not even with prompting. This version of Gem was what he imagined her to be like when she worked a job solo. Confident. Brazen. Independent. It was difficult not to take over, but he wanted her to see herself in her glory.

She wasn’t a talker, but he heard her cues in the whimpers and panting breaths she began to make. She was close to imploding, and he couldn’t wait to feel it. His eyes drifted down her body to watch it move over his, and his eyes caught the wink of the moonstone piercing in her belly button.

Fuck! So hot that she put that diamond there. She marked herself with me, whether she realizes it or not.

His eyes drifted to the floor. The lightning through the back window depicted her shadow there as if she were playing out a voyeuristic scene in a movie, suggesting she was fucking someone but giving no clue as to the other party involved. Head tossed back, her throat was exposed, and he had just enough light to see her pale skin glow in the dark, shadows passing over her face and arms as she moved in the frame of the window. Leaning low in the lounge chair gave him a fabulous view of her movements and reactions, but it wasn’t enough. Nemo slid down just a touch more, which brought more of her into the frame of the lightning flashes through the window.

Nemo turned his gaze back to where they were joined together. He marveled at the slickness her body created. The shine of her left behind on him. The tightness of her muscles as she gripped his cock inside her. “Fuck, that’s so it. Right there.” He groaned. “You squeeze me so tight. So hot. So wet. Come for me, sugar cat. I want you to come so hard you see stars.”

Her breath hitched, her eyes rolled back in her head as it dropped back onto her shoulders, and he felt two things happen simultaneously. Her weight slammed down on him, and her inner walls squeezed him impossibly tight. There was a flutter he rarely felt with a woman, and his heart raced.

Nemo’s control snapped, and his arms came off the chair to grip her waist. He needed to watch this bomb go off more than he’d needed anything else in his life. “Need you to get yourself off, pretty baby. Play with your clit for me.”

Gem wasted no time doing as he asked. He watched the fingers of her right hand drift down her body, then slide into her pussy to separate her lower lips to reveal her clit. Creating a vee with her fingers and pressing the flesh back from her hard pearl, she used a single finger to tap it several times, then rubbed the nerve bundle in tight, fast circles. When he felt her body clench him even tighter within her walls, he used his upper-body strength to lift her completely off him. It was a little bit of a struggle because her body did not want to let go of him, but he won the battle, and she was barely an inch over him when her body completely let go.

Then she screamed, her release bursting out of her at supersonic speed and power, soaking her and him. He’d never seen anything like it.

Bet this chair has never seen that kind of action before!

He felt Gem’s body begin to collapse as soon as the flood was over. He pulled her close, a hand to her lower back, the other around her shoulders as she started to shake. Then heheard the sobs. She was completely overwrought.

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