Poison - Jade West Page 0,42

take whatever you’ve got,” I moaned. “Just fucking give it.”

I came again, one long shudder in silence, blowing too hard to even breathe. My ears were ringing as he spat on his thumb, and I knew what was coming as soon as he pulled his dick free.

It was his thumb in my ass first, and I cried out, gritting my teeth. He circled it wide before easing it out, and then he was climbing up over me, straddling my face with his cock angled down.

“Spit,” he grunted. “Make it wet enough to slide right in.”

Jesus, I’d try.

I spat over and over, slicking that dick up as slippery as I could as my heart raced fast.

I was already whimpering as he moved back into position, twisting my face to the side and tensing hard.

He pushed two fingers in, and then a third. Just a few slams before he pressed his dick up tight.

“Take it,” he snarled again, and I did. I took it all the way.

It fucking hurt, but I fucking wanted it.

He held my thighs up high, and I watched him, his stare on his thrusting dick as he fucked me. But it was more than that.

I knew exactly what it was as his stare darkened and his jaw tensed.

My hand knew what to do before I did, sliding down to tease that stretched lace and tug it even tighter.

“It’s so wet…” I whispered.

“Wet and fucking dirty,” he said, the rhythm as he fucked my ass was so good. So perfect.

“How dirty did you make my last pair?” I asked him.

“I’ll show you, don’t worry.”

“Make these just as dirty,” I told him. “Make me just as dirty.”

I cried out loud when he pulled out, and he was rough as he tore my wet knickers down my legs.

“Oh God,” I whispered as he stretched them over the head of his dick and lined back up. “Fuck, Lucas…” I began, but he was already pushing in.

He got the head of his dick inside my ass, cloaked in sopping lace, but it was tight. So tight.

I loved the slick jerks as he worked his dick with his hand, the tip still inside me. His breaths turned ragged and I spread my thighs all the wider, straining for a view.

“Holy fuck,” he grunted, and he was gone, trembling with the spurts.

It was absolutely fucking filthy.

He came over my dirty knickers, stretched tight inside my asshole. He cursed and groaned and told me what a dirty little bitch I was, and he kept on spurting and kept on working his dick until I was a dripping mess right down my butt crack.

But not as much of a dripping mess as my knickers were when he pulled them from his cock and held them up to his face.

“Nice,” he said. “So fucking nice.”

My clit was screaming again, knowing he was going to work that filth against my pussy before he did it.

Our bodies knew each other even better than our minds.

It was so slippery. So warm and wet and noisy as he worked my pussy through that fabric.

I came all over again with his cum against my slit, and I loved it.

I loved him for it.

Loved him.

I stared up at him as I shuddered and I saw it loud and clear.

I loved him.

My heart burst along with my pussy, and the world set alight all over again as I lost myself to Lucas Pierce.

It was still thumping hard from the orgasm as he dropped on top of me, breaths to breaths, those dirty knickers pinned slick between us.

I wrapped him in my arms and pressed my mouth to his shoulder as I caught my voice, and I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to let him go. But I didn’t say it.

It would have been the most natural thing in the world to say those three magic words. But I didn’t.

Couldn’t.

“That was amazing,” he whispered and I nodded, but kept quiet.

I was glad when he eased up enough to press his mouth to mine. Grateful that he took away my ability to speak.

His back was clammy with sweat, and between us it was baking hot. It felt like pure bliss as we lay there.

And then he moved.

My skin screamed for his the very second he rose up and pulled me with him. He took my knickers and put them on the counter behind the mushrooms along with my blouse and got back to work on chopping, and I took the throw from the floor and