Page 33 of Stains of Desire
"Mm-hmm," she quietly responds while circling her sex on my hard cock, as if she's just as desperate to feel me as I am to touch her.
"I wish I could lick your pussy right now and suck you so hard you can't remember your own name." I pull back, just to see her reaction.
Her eyes briefly close, and her warm breath merges with mine. When she opens them, lust swirls in her greens. The beating of her heart pounds against my chest.
It's not just me. She feels this heat between us, too.
I circle my thumb on her nipple. It's already pebbled, and my T-shirt is between us, but she arches her back, then pushes her sex harder against my aching erection.
Her soft hair falls against my face, and I grab all of it, then slide my fingers along her scalp. I suck on her collarbone, curve of her neck, then pulse, and she trembles.
And because I have to have her under me, I flip her on her back. I position myself over her and greedily slide my tongue in her mouth.
She responds, matching my hunger flick for flick, exploring my mouth. It's as if she wants every piece of me.
I know little about her, so I don't know how or why, but I'm willing to give it to her. And not only physically. Something inside me feels different about her. It's telling me to let her destroy me if she wants, give her every sliver of my soul and let her do whatever she wishes with it.
The realization only stokes my craving.
If I ever get her alone, I'm going to tear her up inch by inch with my body until she can't handle the ecstasy anymore.
How long's it been since she came?
I slide my fingers down the side of her, stroking the fullness of her breast and the curve of her waist. She gasps in my mouth, and when I get to her sex, it's dripping wet, and she clenches my finger when I glide it inside her.
How is she so tight?I almost groan out loud.
I don't take my mouth away from hers and tighten my grasp on her head.
She thrusts on my hand. I curl my finger in her, searching for her G-spot while rubbing her clit with my thumb.
Pebbles of sweat break out on her skin. She climaxes almost instantly, writhing under me and whimpering so quietly, I almost don't hear her.
Good girl.
She can obey.
I need to get her alone.
She reaches for my pants and slides my zipper down, stroking my cock with her electrifying touch.
We can't do this here.
I break our kiss and murmur in her ear, "The moment I enter you, you're going to beg me and not even know what flies out of that pretty, lush mouth of yours."
Her hand freezes, gripping my throbbing dick.
I grab her wrist and move it above her head and then do the same with the other. When I have them secured with my one hand, I trail my other fingers across her jaw, watching her green eyes and listening to her hitched breath react to my touch.
Her lips are already swelling from our kisses, and I lick them before sliding my tongue back into her mouth.
She thrusts her hips again, and I'm at the end of my self-control. I dip back to her ear. "I'm tucking you back into bed. If you roll your hot pussy on me one more time, everyone in this camp will hear you scream. And I won't have you regretting me."
She sharply inhales, and I give her a final kiss, then roll onto my back, bringing her with me. I cop a quick feel of her naked ass before moving her onto the bed and putting the blanket over her.
For a few minutes, I stroke her hair while her green eyes glow in the dark. I lean forward and kiss her forehead. "Go to sleep."
She obeys, which only makes my dick throb more, and I spend the rest of the night wondering what her story is and how I can protect her.
