And when he did, his asshole minions would lead me right to him. Soon as they did, I'd string him up like the savage fucknut he was, and feed his worthless carcass to all the razor toothed monsters deep beneath the ocean.
V: Heaven to Hell (Anna)
I woke up to the bed shifting underneath my legs. My body jerked and my eyes snapped open. David was glorious naked, more than two hundred rock hard, heavily tattooed pounds crawling toward me like a tiger.
I opened my mouth to speak, but he was too quick. Jerking me up in his huge arms, a mad kiss smothered my lips, thick and sultry and longing, as if we hadn't locked flesh for months.
David's tongue found mine, whirling me around in the same bedazzled dance as before. God, I wished I could've sorted out my feelings for this man in one kiss. But they were all layered like the finest wine or the most decadent mousse. He infuriated me, frightened me, and stirred my lust like no one ever had.
Would I ever unravel him – hell, unravel myself? Would a million tastes of his lips ever tell me anything?
His hand went between my legs, sliding up my bare thigh. My early shyness was gone, and now I proudly wore the skirt for him that I'd picked out that morning. I was glad I did when his fingers went further, easily sneaking through my panties to find the steaming wet heat.#p#分页标题#e#
“Fuck, babe,” he grunted, breaking the kiss. “I was gonna take you out for the evening. Soon as I saw you laid out here, I couldn't wait. Need to fuck now.”
Smiling, I obliged him. I took the initiative, pushing up against his chest as he flicked my clit. I twisted away from his hand and pushed both hands over his cock, already thick and hard between his legs.
When he saw my head going down toward it, he grabbed my hair in one fist. He never gave up control, even when he had to trust me for this.
“Yeah, baby. Suck it fucking deep. I don't expect perfect the first time you suck dick, but you got a lotta time to learn and a lotta practice to – oh, fuck!”
His breath hitched when my lips wrapped around him. I was surprised how little I could fit into my mouth. He was more fun to suck than I expected, hard and masculine and earthy. My tongue probed the hard beads implanted beneath his skin, the same ones that brought me so much pleasure when he was deep inside me.
His grip on my hair tightened. He didn't speak again as I went to work, testing my oral reflexes, burning the spots that made him twitch and growl into my head.
Show him what it means to be your husband. Show him how bad you want it.
“Ah, fucking hell!” David roared when I cupped his balls, gingerly squeezing them in one palm.
Okay, I was a novice, but I wasn't stupid. I'd read my fair share of dirty stories online growing up, sneaking around the watchful filter my father kept on my computer. How would he feel if he knew I was giving head to his worst enemy?
I hoped his horror was as intense as the greatness I sent through my lover's nerves. David growled again, breath tightening, the fingers in my hair pulling the strands until they stung.
Deeper, deeper, I sucked him. My hand pumped his base, the large length I couldn't reach with my mouth. My tongue went wild on the little patch underneath his swollen head, dancing against his flesh, pulling his fiery flesh against my tongue.
Another minute and David tensed up. He pulled me by the hair, not stopping this time, violently pushing me away.
“What's wrong?” I looked up, hoping I hadn't done something wrong.
“You almost had me,” he whispered. “I'm not shooting in your mouth that easily, babe. Not while I still have your pussy to breed.”
Breed. That animal word sent needles through my spine. I shook, and David noticed. He grinned, pushing me to the mattress, working off my shirt.
He noticed I wasn't wearing a bra. I'd popped it off and let things swing free while he was gone. Maybe I subconsciously realized he'd be coming back for more than just a nap.
His eyes fixed on my hard nipples, matching their intensity in his gaze. His mouth was on them instantly, sucking and plucking with his teeth, squeezing the free one with his other hand.
Ballistic fire shot through me. Muscles deep inside me clenched, hungry and eager and wet as all hell.
Finally, I was ready for this man. Ready for his kisses, ready for his dick, ready for the breeding. He'd seized me by surprise last night, explosive as the horrible events that led up to bedding him. Now, I wanted to take it slower, deeper, harder with him, fucking the way lovers were meant to.
David moved down, flinging my skirt aside. One fist caught my panties and tore them down, stopping just short of drawing them off my ankles. He forced room for his mouth, his hands. I laid back and gave in, tensing up when his tongue found its mark.