Big Bad Boys A Romance Collection - Penny Wylder Page 0,157

as it breaks free and his cock bursts out.

Pushing his lips onto mine, he kisses me hard. The kiss feels different, it's a single kiss filled with more emotion than I know what to do with. It's intense, the voracity of his lips steals my breath and leaves me wounded.

I need him. Not just here. Not just like this. I need Phade like I need water to survive. I feel him all around me, sinking deeper into my bones. His steely exterior is merely a shell to protect who he really is.

Opening my mouth, I make room for his tongue, taking it, sucking it in. He tastes like sweet red Gatorade, mixed with salty sweat, and for some reason, it turns me on. Opening my mouth wider, I tip my head up a little higher, deepening our kiss.

His dick is pressing the inside of my thigh. My arousal seeps down my pussy and over my ass crack until it drips off my cheek, and onto the mattress. We're both rocking, gyrating, humping like horny teenagers who are trying to stay whole and pure.

But that can only last so long. The need will always outweigh the rationalization. Because if you can't think straight, you can't make the right decision.

Lining up his tip to my entrance, Phade slips in easily. My juice is warm and silky, lubing his cock. He starts off slow, rocking back on his knees and then dropping down gently.

This isn't what I want, though. I want him to take me. I want him to make me his.

None of this delicate flower shit. I need Phade to fuck me before I lose my mind.

“Fuck me, Phade. I can't take this, just fuck me.” Shifting my hips, I try to pick up our pace. My ass lifts up off the bed and drops back down as I do my best to match his movements.

“If I just fuck you, where's the fun in that?” Slamming his cock inside, he stills on his elbows and smiles. “I'd much rather drive you to the edge of insanity until you're begging me on all fours.”

“I can't wait that long, don't make me wait that long.”

“Tsk, tsk,” he whispers into my ear, and bites my lobe. I groan loud, eyes snapping shut. “Good girl, now you're getting it. Your body's going to do what I tell it to do. All you can do is let it.” The sharp edges of his teeth run over my jawline, moving down the other side of my neck.

Groaning, a shiver runs up and down my body. “You're not playing fair.”

“I never said I would.” His lips trace my nipple, circling one and then moving to the other. “I actually enjoy watching you melt for me. I love seeing you lose your mind because you have to have me. That's so fucking sexy.”

Digging my nails into his back, I arch hard as he bites my nipple and sucks it. I'm sure I'm leaving marks on his skin. I can feel the surface split as the sharp edges of my nails cut in hungrily.

His cock pulses in my body, and my pussy bares down, clenching around him and trying to force him to move. I'm so fucking wet, my clit is throbbing painfully.

“You want me?” he asks.

“Yes,” I whisper, the word falling out of my mouth on a groan as he pulls his hips back. The tip of his cock threatens to pop free. My pussy tightens, refusing to let him out.

His eyes glide over my face. The mahogany glass so crystal clear, I can see myself in his pupils. There's a flutter in the back of his stare, it draws me in, taking my heart and stopping it from beating.

His hips start to move more fluidly, smooth but bold, steady but vigorous all at the same. Wrapping my legs around his hips, I grind my ass up, hitting the base of his dick as we lose ourselves in each other's stare.

I can feel him in my lower belly. His swollen crown is scraping at my g-spot, causing my toes to curl up and my calves to cramp. Phade's hands slip into my hair, taking fistfuls. He pulls my head back, and it arches my entire body.

The pleasure is starting to radiate down my legs and up my chest. Moaning, I cry out as my eyes close on impulse. “I'm coming! Fuck, I'm coming!”

Phade pistons his hips, faster and faster. My hair is tangled around his hands, between his fingers and