Damon:A Bad Boy MC Romance Novel(117)

Boon's tongue slipped down my neck towards my exposed breasts, drawing a  shudder from my body. His hands were underneath my breasts, fondling me  gently. I was pinned to the car under him, his crotch rubbing against  my dripping slit, as his mouth found my perky, erect nipples and began  to tease them, one at a time, rolling around and then flicking them,  then sucking them in.

When his mouth left one nipple, his fingers would take its place, toying  with the nubs with slight yanks and twitches. My heart was racing as he  began to grind his hips into mine, the button of his jeans creating  friction against my clit through my panties. I was starting to heat up,  my mind drifting away as he pleasured my body. His hands dropped to my  waist, pulling me closer to him, as he pulled his head from my breasts.

He was smiling at me, grinning, that same grin that had started it all.

Leaning forward again, his lips met mine just as his hand dropped to my  pussy, slipping down my panties. My slit jumped as his hand brushed  against it, feeling my slickness as he led first one finger, then  another, to my swollen clit. Oh god, after everything, all the anxiety  and tension, I needed this. I moaned into his mouth, our tongues still  entwined, as he began to slowly rub my clit, using my wetness to  lubricate.

His mouth moved to my neck again, flowering kisses along my jaw and  towards my ears. His fingers tweaked at my clit, a jolt of electric pain  suddenly shooting through me, only adding to the glorious feelings. He  nibbled on my earlobe, his hot breath seeming to enter me through my ear  and flow down to my chest. I felt warm all over, ready; his fingers  were moving slowly, too slowly, and I lifted my hips, pressing towards  him, needing more. He pulled his hand away then, much to my dismay, and  used his strength to push my hips back down against the car.

"Patience is a virtue," he whispered into my ear. I moaned and pouted; I  didn't want to be patient. It had already felt like far too long. But  as his lips met mine again, and his hand came to my hair, I thought I  could wait a little while longer. His tongue darted in and out of my  mouth, teasing me, the taste of him intoxicating. I let my hands fall to  his waist and pulled him in, tugging at his shirt, trying to pull it  up.

He broke from the kiss and let me pull the shirt all the way off. He  stood before me in all his glory, his lean, toned, ripped body begging  for my touch. His tattoos seemed to gleam in the moonlight as my hands  came to his chest, tracing the two guns once more. I drew my eyes  towards his; he was looking down at me curiously.

I leaned forward, kissing him right in the center of his chest, slowly  drawing my lips downwards, trailing my tongue down the line between his  abs. He was so strong, his torso like steel. My hands came to his belt  and I found myself desperately trying to unbuckle it, my desire pounding  in my head, my impatience returning in a big way. I wanted his cock in  my mouth. I wanted to feel it throbbing in my throat. He pushed my hands  away roughly, and when I looked up at him with another pout he  chuckled.

"All right, all right," he said, and unfastened his belt himself. I made  quick work of the button, letting his pants fall around his ankles. His  massive cock stood at attention before me; I never ceased to be amazed  by the sheer size of it.

The head was swollen and purple as I let my hand trace the length of it,  my fingernails just slightly raking along the tender flesh. He  shuddered under my touch. It turned me on even more to feel him get  turned on, and I leaned forward, planting my lips on the soft head. He  moaned slightly as I let my tongue dance around it, flicking over the  tip and then circling the rim. I sucked in, simultaneously moving my  head further down his cock, taking it in inch by inch.

My lips felt like they might actually crack, but I didn't care. I could  taste his briny pre-cum as it leaked out, and swallowed it eagerly. I  had to go slower than I really wanted to; I needed to coat his cock with  my saliva in order to get it to ease down my throat.

I used one hand to spread my spit down the shaft; soon, I could feel the  head hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly, my eyes starting to  water, my body reacting to the sensation of suffocation. I breathed  raggedly through my nose and pressed further, feeling a strangely  satisfying pop as his cock pressed even further down my throat.

I tried to swallow but couldn't; my throat only managed to further  massage his cock. But I couldn't take any more; with a loud gasp, I fell  backwards, catching my breath. In a second, I was back, my tongue  dancing up and down the shaft as I started to bob eagerly up and down on  his cock, loving the little groans he was making as my throat enveloped  his dick.         

     



 

I deep-throated him again, feeling him pulse inside me, moving my head  only just enough to breathe as his hips began to grind against my face.  His hands fell to each side of my face, holding me in place. My body  thrilled, pussy dripping, from the powerful way he was fucking my mouth,  with no regard to my poor, aching throat. I could barely breathe, my  stomach flipping over and over again as he pushed into my throat,  activating my gag reflex.

My tongue was darting somewhat frantically around the base of his cock,  my nerves on fire, my muscles acting of their own accord. Suddenly, he  pulled out, trailing saliva from my lips. I looked up at him; his grip  on my head increased and he pushed me back against the hood of the car.

"I need to feel you," he growled into my ear, leaning forward, the heat  baking off his body in waves. I undulated beneath him, my slit wet, my  back arching, hips desperately rising. His hands fell to my dress,  pulling it upwards, then grabbed my panties and ripped them off in a  single motion. He threw them off into the distance; somewhere, in the  back of my mind, I knew I wasn't getting them back. Someone would find  them the next day and know that a dirty little girl had been up there.  The idea only turned me on more; I could feel his cock pressed against  my slit.

I was lying at an angle, my hips lower than my shoulders, the slope of  the car's hood making me slide downwards, gravity pressing me onto  Boon's massive erection. I moaned as I felt the head push through my  still-tight lips, then cried out as I felt his cock plunge into me,  ripping through my pussy, dancing lights appearing before my eyes as my  body accepted his hugeness with pleasure.

He gripped my waist and pulled me upwards slightly, lifting my hips from  the hood. He slowly began to pump in and out of me, drawing all my  blood immediately to my face as I let myself get carried away on the  waves of ecstasy that came from each thrust. His cock was hitting deep  inside me, sweet, tender spots that dazzled my senses. The night air was  warm and fragrant, the stars above us a dizzying circle.

I groaned and let him fuck me hard, his desperation for my body as  arousing as the things his fantastic cock was doing to my pussy. There  were wet sounds as my slit sucked him in on each stroke, enveloping him  in my warmth, begging for more each time he withdrew. I could feel the  walls of my pussy contracting around him, my arms lying limp but tense  above my head.

Suddenly, I felt myself lifted up by the lower back, and found myself  sitting upright on the hood. My legs parted wider and I wrapped them  around Boon's back, pulling him towards me. I reached out and grabbed  his neck; our eyes met in the moonlight, both wide with desire, and I  felt him slow down. He grabbed me closer and held his cock deep inside  me, making slow grinding motions with his hips.

I felt something settle into place inside me as a rush of warmth flowed  through my veins; his cock had hit something beautiful, someplace  strange but alive with ecstasy, and as he ground his hips against me,  driving his cock ever deeper, I felt a wave swell inside me. His hand on  my lower back pressed forward and I slid closer, my mouth opening in a  silent cry as his cock drove even deeper, and upwards, sparking a chain  reaction inside me.

It began in my toes as they snapped into curls, then danced up my legs,  fiery lightning that left me flushed. It moved to my hips, my belly, my  chest and arms, and finally to my face. I looked up at Boon, mouth open,  eyes wide in disbelief at what he was making me feel. He grinned one  more time and then lifted me in his arms, simultaneously thrusting his  hips into me with renewed force, hitting me deeper than ever before.  Bright red flashed in front of me, the pressure in my tummy became  unbearable, and I felt myself breaking into seven million pieces.

"Fuck!" I cried out. "Fuck, Boon, oh God, oh fuck, I'm cooommmmming!"

I felt my body bucking and shaking as the wave broke, my climax taking  control of me, tingling throughout my entire body like a thousand  feathers falling from the sky. My heart seemed to seize, my hips rocking  against Boon, my pussy milking his cock as it plunged deep inside me,  deeper than it had ever been before.

I dug my fingernails into his back as he supported my full weight in his  strong arms, letting my body go limp from pleasure as the orgasm slowly  faded away. He slowly lowered me back down to the hood as I panted and  moaned, my head rolling back on my neck. He slipped out of me, but I  grabbed his waist, pulling him back. Just because I came doesn't mean I  was done with him.