Filthy (Five Points' Mob Collection #1) - Serena Akeroyd Page 0,28

done this before. Like her body wasn’t used to these sensations, but I knew that to be bullshit.

Was this all an act, then?

Fuck, if the thought didn’t infuriate me.

I wanted to snarl at her to hurry up, but she was already in position. Her head tilted back against the side of the bed so that I could dip my shaft into her mouth when I wanted to.

“Spread your legs again,” I directed. When she’d obeyed, I murmured, “You can touch your hungry little cunt, you can even come, but you have to take everything I give you. Do you understand?”

She nodded, but I knew, deep down, that she didn’t. What the fuck?

With her hands between her legs, I muttered, “Make your mouth wet, work up some spit, and when you have enough, open up for me.”

Though she frowned, she did as bid.

When I sank my cock into her wet, slick mouth, I almost shot off like I’d pushed into her cunt.

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

I swore at the ceiling as I gazed up at it, I cursed at the picture she made when I began to thrust my dick into her greedy mouth.

Fuck.

She took me so perfectly.

Like she was made for my cock.

I was slow at first. I wasn’t packing a ten-inch hammer, but I was above average, and I wanted to make sure she was comfortable. Then, when we both worked out a rhythm, when I saw her body relax, her features flush, every part of her getting off by her touching herself, as well as the way I was fucking her mouth, I began to move faster.

Harder.

Deeper.

The little gagging sounds she made were like manna from heaven, and one of her hands moved from between her thighs, and her wet fingers grabbed at my hip—not to stop me, to urge me on.

That she was getting off on me using her mouth was an electric shock to the back of my neck. And trust me. I’d been tazered a few times in my misspent youth, I knew how that shit felt, and this was like that.

I was so close to coming in her mouth, so close to jetting my seed down her throat, but I couldn’t. Just couldn’t.

I needed my first load in her pussy.

Needed it like I needed my next breath.

With a groan of disappointment, I pulled out of her mouth, and even as she moaned her own annoyance, I strode to the side of the bed, opened one of the drawers on the nightstand and pulled out a condom.

Sheathing myself, I climbed onto the bed, slotted myself between her thighs, grabbed her legs and pinned them high against my chest, then I fisted my dick and began to push into her.

A panicked squeak escaped her at the brisk roughness of my caresses, but I ignored her as I sank the first inch into her.

“Jesus, you’re so tight,” I bit off, feeling the sweat pop out of my pores as she clamped down around me.

Her panting breaths sounded overly loud in the room as I dipped my chin and pressed my forehead to the side of her calf which was propped up against my pec.

I tried to fuck another inch into her, but shit, she was like a vise.

It was my turn to pant. “Relax.”

“I’m trying,” she whimpered, and I opened my eyes to look at her. She was white again, not pink with arousal, and though her cunt was fucking sloppy from all her juices, she was constricting around me in a stranglehold to maim, not to caress.

I frowned down at her then parted her legs. Grabbing her ankles, I dragged her up against me, tilting her hips and pelvis up. I ignored the faint squeal she made, enjoyed the show as her tits moved in the opposite direction she went, and then spread her legs once more, this time so that each ankle was either side of my neck.

Resting my shaft against her sweet, slick folds, I popped the head in, and she released a deep, guttural moan that resonated inside me.

Slowly, in minute increments, I pushed home, and only when I felt it did I realize what the fuck I was touching.

Her hymen.

***

Aoife

Oh, God; oh, God; oh, God.

It had been so good. So, so, so good and now? Now, it just hurt.

As he rearranged me on the bed, pressed the tip of his shaft to my gate and slipped inside, I had to release a deep breath loaded with relief as this time, it was easier.