Page 72 of Served Hot
He scooted back, leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth. He sucked, tonguing her, then nibbled until her taut bud stood stiff and hard. Her moans for more didn’t go unnoticed, so he turned his attention to her other breast. He didn’t stop until she was writhing beneath him, and his cock had grown painfully hard.
“Anything to say for yourself?” he asked. When she continued to mutter through the gag, he smiled. “Didn’t think so. But I agree. This first time should be all for me. You owe me, after all.”
He didn’t even pretend not to be excited as he blanketed her body and nudged her pussy with his cock. Her heat had his eyes rolling back in his head, and he closed them so as not to completely give himself away.
Before he could continue, he had to hear from her lips that she was on board.
“I’m going to take the gag away to hear one answer from you. Yes or no?”
He untied it, and when he shifted, he slipped inside her a fraction. The minx moved under him to take in more. “Well?”
“Yes,damn it. When are you going to—hmmph.”
He re-tied the gag. “Perfect. Now you just lay there while I take care of this, okay?”
Dex needed her the way a drowning man needed breath. He didn’t prepare her or play, but gave her what he knew theybothneeded—a rough ride. With one swift shove, he seated himself fully, loving the tight fit.
She arched up against him, her nipples hard points that scored his chest. He moved faster. Deeper. Harder. Fucking her with the end goal of easing his desire, so he could make hers last all night, he hammered into her, not surprised when she stiffened and clamped down on him, moaning under the gag.
“Oh fuck.” He couldn’t hold out against his lover coming around him. He cupped her ass and shoved so hard and deep inside her, he felt as if they fused as one. Her body took every shiver and spasm, until he’d emptied himself inside her sweet heat. When his shaking eased, he leaned up over her.
She stared at him, love in her gaze, and he smiled and said, “That was just round one. I’m still pissed off. So I’m afraid it’s gonna be a long night. Sorry to break it to you, babe, I’m really not a Boy Scout.”
Chapter Sixteen
If Dex thought she would complain, he was as foolish as he was hot. He finally removed her gag, but Maya could do nothing more than lie there and catch her breath.
Dear God, she’d come so hard around him. The cathartic release had eased that burden of guilt and pain inside her as well. Being with him like this, emotionally surrendering to Dex as well as capitulating physically, put everything right with her.
She stared into his dark gray eyes, saw his mouth descend for another kiss and opened up to take him in. He pulled back and smiled, a taunting expression of lust, anger and need.
“I love you, Dex.”
If anything, his smile grew more strained. “You’re damn right you do. Say it again.”
“I love you.” Each time felt more freeing, until she wanted to wrap herself around him forever. A little hard to do tied up to the bed, but still.
“Do you know how many times I watched that video?” He nodded to the now black screen above the fireplace and started moving inside her again. Growing harder, not softer. “Every fucking night. While you had a pity party because the world isn’t a nice place, I was dying inside.”
“And apparently getting off, thanks to me.” She smirked, and he shoved hard up in her, causing a moan.
“Mouthy little witch. You have no idea how difficult it is to love you.” He put a hand around her throat and squeezed, just enough to constrict a bit of air, but not enough to hurt her.
That dominant pose set her off, and she squeezed him inside her.
“Shit. I felt that,” he said on a moan. “You feel so good, and I missed you.” He kissed her, mashing his mouth against hers as he robbed her of breath. His fucking became rougher, his cock solid between her legs. In her. “Gonna come again because I have to. Need you so much.”
His heavy breaths grew raspier, and he ground against her and gently squeezed her throat, hitting her clit while she grew light-headed from the pleasure—and lack of air.
Before she could say anything, he released her neck and pinched her nipple hard. The pain set her the hell off, because she didn’t remember screaming his name, only gasping and trying to catch her breath while her body floated back down from heaven.
He was calling her name as he finished inside her, his orgasm beautiful to watch.
“Oh man,” she said. “I love your O face.”
He chuckled weakly and leaned up from her on unsteady arms. “You made me weak. Drained me, woman.” His kiss, when it came, was soft but sure. “God, Maya, don’t you ever leave me again.”
“I can’t. I’m all tied up.”
