Page 48 of Resurrecting the Enemy
Lake~
My body was a twitching mess, but I didn’t care. I’d never felt anything so astounding in all my life, and Ramsey wasn’t even close to being done.
I felt his tongue everywhere, even as his fingers kept sliding inside me. His face was centered in the deepest parts of my privacy, and because I was bare except for the trimmed triangle I groomed over my center, I knew he could see everything. Every drop of arousal and every spasm of aftermath.
“Give me one more, baby,” he said, his breath hot against my sensitive clit. “Cum on my face again.” My body squirmed, but it really erupted with lust when he added, “I can’t get enough. I can’t eat this pussy enough. I want more, Lake.”
My hands twisted in the sheets as his tongue went back to working my clit, but pleasure really took its toll when I felt his tongue move lower and past his fingers.“Oh, God…”Forgetting about my clit, Ramsey’s fingers manipulated the Holy Grail inside my body as his tongue worked my ass, and I was an absolute slut for it. I never knew anything could feel this amazing. I never understood why people risked everything for sex, but I understood it now.
Soon, I was screaming his name again, and I knew I was a mess down there. I knewwewere a mess. His face and my thighs were coated with what he was doing to me, and I shamelessly wanted him to keep doing it to me.
“I need one more, Lake,” he said, and there was no way I was going to be able to. He wanted to stay down there, but I needed him up here with me.
“Ramsey, I need you. Please,” I begged. “I need you with me.”
I felt him clean his face on my left thigh, and the decadent act had me ready to really beg for it. Beg for him. If anyone had ever asked me how I envisioned my first time, filthy would not have been my answer. But that’s where this was headed. Ramsey was going to make good on his promise and ruin me, and I wasn’t inclined to stop him.
I could feel Ramsey ridding himself of his underwear, but soon, he was crawling his way back up my body, and his arrogance was front and center when he asked, “You need my cock, baby?” His lips were still shiny, and I felt like the biggest slut on the planet because, right here, right now, I did need it.
“Yes,” I admitted. “I need more.”
“Spread your legs for me, Lake,” he instructed, and I did it. As soon as I raised my knees further out, Ramsey braced himself on one elbow as he reached down to line his dick up against my entrance. His eyes never left mine, and when the head of his cock was cradled in my tight slickness, Ramsey said, “Forget every romance novel you’ve ever read or any romantic comedy you’re ever watched. Your first time is not going to come with background music, roses, wine, and romance, Lake.” I could feel my eyes widened, and wondered what was wrong with me, because his words were not scaring me. Quite the opposite, in fact. “Your first time is going to be painful. It’s going to be messy and bloody, and it’s going to hurt like hell, baby.”
My entire body clenched.“Oh, God…”
“I’m going to fucking rip you apart, Lake,” he promised wickedly. “You will never forget tonight. You will never forget the moment I made you mine.” With that, he slammed into me, and my entire body ricocheted with pain.
“Ramsey!”
“Fuck,” he hissed out, his teeth clenched, his body taunt, and his veins popping out everywhere. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
My hands came around him and I could feel my nails digging into his flesh as he showed me absolutely no mercy. My virgin status mattered nothing to him. Ramsey was slamming into me over, and over again as if he hadn’t just torn me open. My body was being wracked with so many different sensations, I couldn’t imagine what would have happened had I not been soaking wet down there. Even though I’d felt Ramsey’s size before, when he’s been pressed up against me, I hadn’t had a full grasp of how big he was or how tightly stretched I’d feel around him.
Ramsey’s thrusts were hard, deep, and powerful, and I thought the agony of his assault would never go away, but when his head bent down to take a nipple into his mouth, pleasure started working its way through the pain. His lips, mouth, and teeth were everywhere, my breast, my neck, my lips, my jaw, my face. He said he couldn’t get enough, and I believed him. I could feel the desperate intensity coming off him in waves.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight,” he grunted over me. “Christ, I’m never going to get enough.”
“Ramsey, please…” Pleasure was making an appearance now, and I needed him to keep it going. I wanted to feel good. I wanted another orgasm.
“You sound so pretty when you’re begging for my cock, baby,” he growled. “That’s what you’re doing, right? Begging for this dick?”
My body clenched around him, proving him right. “Yes…”
His left arm swung around until he had my knee hooked over it, and spreading me open further, his hips began such a fierce tempo against my body, I knew I was going to be bruised. “Beg some more,” he demanded, and independent women all over the world would be so disappointed in me because I did.
“Please,” I begged, my fingernails drawing blood from his back. “Make me cum.”
Suddenly, he stopped, and I was on the verge of panic. I was truly afraid he was going to stop. That underlining fear that this was all a joke, or a dare, was beginning to surface. “Ram…?”
“My dick is the only dick that will ever make you cum, Lake,” he practically snarled down at me. “Say it.” I looked into those stormy brown eyes of his, and to repeat that would be agreeing that we were forever. It would mean I was agreeing with all his craziness. “Fucking say it!” he yelled down at me. “Only me, Lake. Only. Me.”
“Only you, Ramsey,” I agreed, letting emotions guide me down this destructive path instead of my mind.
“Say my name again,” he demanded.
“Ramsey,” I quickly complied.
His thrusts were hitting exactly where I needed them to, and soon, that sensation was back, threatening to take over again. “Again.”
