Pushing Limits (Fighting Love #1) - kali cross Page 0,34
his mouth in a crooked grin. His voice is husky with sly appreciation, “You are so wet, so ready.” Thrusting his fingers in and out, watching my chest rise and fall, my eyes close from the fullness.
My legs spread, hoping to tempt him. “Well, look at that. I guess someone’s impatient.” Lowering his head, he licks and kisses his way down my body. Smoothly sliding off the bed and onto his knees, he pulls my legs wider still. Using his hands, he opens my lips wide, exposing my clit, blowing lightly with his hot breath and succeeding in driving me crazy again. Kissing me along the insides of my thighs, at the top of my cleft, his silky beard strokes my skin along the outside of my labia….reverence paid to every spot but there. My clit pounds angrily.
His dark blue eyes blaze as he gauges my reaction, my anticipation, my need. Once sufficiently satisfied that I’m about to jump out of my skin, as I withe, arching my back, jutting my mound toward his lips, his brutal onslaught commences. He centers his mouth around my pulsing bundle of nubs, sucking it skillfully between his lips. I gasp. My eyes close as I roll my head back, nestling it in the pillow as he nibbles ever so softly on my bundle of nerves. Tiny soft nibbles start my build instantly, hardening my nub more. His tongue nudges my hood away while keeping his pitiless onslaught going. “Argh….fuck…what are you doing? Don’t stop.” His snicker vibrates through my bud. “Fuck…get up here…please…I need you inside me,” I demand.
His feral eyes alight as he whispers, “Why darlin’, I’m just gettin’ started. Let a man do his work.” Sinking back down, he continues his agonizing sadistic torture of my clit. Adding slow, arduous licks down my labia and chilling blows as punishment for my interruption.
My need builds with each ministration…slow…like the click, click, click, of the roller coaster as it reaches its pinnacle. My body is no longer my own, as I buck and grind against his mouth, moaning my ascent to the top. Pulling up my cleft, he flicks my plump engorged clit with his tongue rapidly, pushing me over the edge as I scream, “Ah…ah…ah…Oh, God!” My hips bucking wildly as he keeps me seated in place as he continues to suck greedily…prolonging my agony…and my joy. Panting, my chest heaves, as I pull on my restraints, juices seeping down my slit.
“You’re beautiful when you come.” His shy smile is back.
His face darkens as he says, “Got some more playin’ to do.” Standing, he pulls his t-shirt over his head, tossing it to the ground. Smiling, an unbelievably sexy smile, he unbuttons his jeans, looking at me and frowning. “You have too many clothes on.”
As my skirt slides off, he murmurs, “Your pussy sure is pretty. Damn thing practically calls to me.” Sliding his jeans over his hips, he steps out of them tossing them aside. Reaching down to retrieve something, my eyes wander over this body built for sin. A massive chiseled chest smooth and hard, rigid abs as I expected, round hard ass, he is fucking gorgeous. Wetting my lips with my tongue, I think of all the nasty things I will do to him once this belt is gone…wicked, deplorable, sinful things.
His light snicker brings me back as he slides a condom on what I must say is a beautiful cock, it’s perfect…with a slight crook. “I want to taste you,” I say, my eyes focusing on his.
“Later, Darlin’. Now comes the best part. I fuck you…hard….so you remember me all the way into next week.” His smile is a promise. Bending over me, he rubs his cock against my sex spreading my juices over the head. Moving forward in my one fluid movement, my body betrays me as I gasp. He waits for my body to adjust saying, “Enjoy making it difficult for a woman to walk the next morning, something tells me I don’t think you’ll mind too much.” His eyes are dark and brutal. His mouth is curved into a sinister grin. I pant eager for his assault. “So tight,” he murmurs.
He slides in gradually at first, allowing me to adjust to him. His hard cock feels fucking amazing. As he plunges in and out, my hips follow and grind into his pelvis, matching his rhythm. The build is faster after coming so many times. My poor little nub is swollen to what feels like twice