Page 72 of Bullet

She balances herself on her arms, canting her hips back. This is the pose of my fucking dreams, her elegant body open and on display for me, her sweater falling towards her neck with gravity, revealing the swells of her breasts and the shadow of her nipples. I never in a fucking lifetime would have thought she’d be boldenough to reach between her legs and spread herself open for me, but that’s exactly what she does.

I can’t wait any longer. I notch my head to her entrance and flex my hips to push inside, giving her just the tip so that I can get my head calibrated for a second. She whimpers, pushing back, fucking herself down my length. I roll my hips on instinct, surging forward. Her head drops between her arms and her hips come up just a few inches higher, letting me sink all the way inside her.

I watch myself drag my cock out of her while I palm her ass, kneading my fingers into her tight muscle and smooth skin. “You have a beautiful ass. So pretty and pert and fuckable.”

“Yes.” Hearing that word shocks the hell out of me. “I want you to fuck me there one day soon. And my mouth. I don’t want any of my body to be a stranger to you. I trust you with all of me.”

She doesn’t have to mean that for it to be incredibly hot, but I think she does and that unlatches the tenuous hold I have over my control. It slips away and I thrust into her with wild desperation.

I have to stop watching my cock parting her, sliding out slick with her arousal before plunging back in all the way, or I’m not going to be able to make this last to any reasonable degree of satisfaction for her. Closing my eyes doesn’t stop the feel of her tight pussy clenching around my dick every time I drive into her.

She slips her hand between her legs and runs her fingers over her clit, rubbing tight circles over it before she slips her hand down a little bit further to feel how tightly stretched she is to take me as I drive into her.

“You take my fat cock so well. I’m gonna love feeling you come all over it.”

“Come inside me,” she commands. “Please. I want to feel your pleasure too.”

She repositions her arms in front of her to keep from getting rocked through the headboard as I drive brutally against her. I impale her on my dick over and over. I fist a handful of her ass cheek, leaving red marks on her skin, but she drives back just as hard, a keening whimper escaping from her lips to mingle with my rough breaths and the sound of our bodies slapping together.

There’s no warning before she comes. It just happens.

She explodes around me, the shrapnel of that sweet climax cutting me to shreds. It’s her trust too, giving me her body, opening herself up to this, lowering her guard and her walls, surrendering her independence to allow me to stand at her side. She’s a survivor and a fighter, like I am, and knowing that I’m no longer alone is just as powerful as her pussy trembling all over my dick, her body shaking at the force of her orgasm, her soft little cries of pleasure as her climax rocks her.

I rut into her, pounding and punishing, but all it takes is a few more thrusts and I’m there, my own climax exploding through all of my muscles like a shock of electricity generated straight from the center of my chest. I spill myself inside her, coming ferociously, filling her so full that when I pull back to keep from blacking out, tendrils of it leak out of her, ribboning down her thighs.

Because I actually am a neanderthal despite my best intentions, I pull out fully and swipe up the slick trails, tucking it back inside her.

“That’s filthy,” she murmurs, but it’s certainly not a protest.

I lock my hands around her waist, canting her hips back up, diving down with my mouth. I trace her seam with my tongue before I drive into her entrance, the salt of my own come exploding in my mouth. I have no idea where the old me went, because this should be disgusting, but that’s the last thing it is. Not when my come is mixed with hers.

She rocks her hips back and forth, thrusting into my face. “Want to come again,” she pants. “You’re so dirty and I love it. Iloveit, Bullet.”

I tear my mouth from her and spread her open with my slick fingers. I’m clearly possessed, because there’s no part of her I don’t want to taste. I thrust three fingers into her pussy, messy with our juices, and fuck her loudly as I run my tongue over the rim of her asshole. She’s sweet even there, fragrant, like bodywash.

I eat her ass like it’s my new favorite meal, and considering that my animal brain has just jumped into the driver seat of my body, it might be.

I lick her into another climax, fucking her asshole with my tongue while I punish her with my fingers. She takes all of it, meeting every thrust until she cries out and shatters around me. She comes so hard that she grasps a pillow and buries her face into it, but her muffled screams still echo through the bedroom.

I keep working her until she’s a panting, spent mess, but even then, I don’t allow her to collapse against the bed. I turn her over gently, pulling her into my arms, and trace my fingers over her lips. She opens her mouth immediately, sucking two of my fingers inside and moaning at the taste of us.

She opens her eyes after, almost shy, and so gorgeous with her cheeks flushed, eyes heavy, and her hair a mess. “I’m so happy that you’re not just a freak in the cornfield.”

I’m halfway to kissing her and can’t stop myself, but I can’t stop a surprised chuckle either. The air skates over her lips. She smiles against me before she pulls me into her fiercely, kissing me with as much passion as she did before she was exhausted from pleasure.

“We still have hours before we have to be at the clubhouse,” she says, kissing my cheek and skating her lips to my earlobe. I’ve played with hers, but I’ve never had anyone touch mine.

It’s astounding where the body’s erogenous zones are. Her hot breath has my dick hardening again, but it’s her words that turn me to steel.

“I think you’ve broken and awakened something inside me, because I still need you. Right now. Ireallywant to give you head.”

“That would inevitably end up with me buried balls deep inside you again and I don’t want to break your pussy. I was planning on taking us on my bike to the club. You’ll be too sore to get on it.”

She’s already sliding down, shoving me to the bed, looking up at me with the sexiest playful expression. “I won’t be too sore. You, on the other hand… I make no promises.”

Chapter 19

Lynette

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