“Goddamn, you want this bad, don't you, woman?”
“Yes!” I squeaked. Barely.
His fingers teased my entrance, collected my wetness, and used it to fuck me raw. My thighs quivered. The hold he had on my hair strengthened, feeding fire through my roots, igniting cinders through me, from top to bottom.
“Shouldn't be doing a lick of this shit, babe,” he growled. “You're too good for this. Too damned good for me...”
“No, no, no,” I panted, pinching my eyes shut as he fingered me faster.
“It's bullshit!” He spat. “All of it. You come off so fuckin' innocent, and you ain't, darlin'. You've just been begging for my hands, my mouth, my cock up inside, balls deep, all along. Fuck!”
Firefly's breath hitched, and his hard-on rubbed against my ass, straight through his jeans. “Lucky you, Cora. So fuckin' lucky. I'm gonna taste everything when you come your brains out all over me tonight.”
His mouth crashed down on mine. Our first scalding hot kiss happened with his hands pushing me over the edge.
My clit swelled, hummed, and burned against his thumb. Damn!
No more holding back. My back arched as much as it could with his death grip on my hair, jerking my face to his. I came, screaming into his mouth.
His tongue probed deep, twining with mine, sucking each time pleasure pulsed through me. A whole new world was blown wide open.
Twenty-two years a virgin, gone. Now I needed him to take my cherry good and proper.
My nipples throbbed hard as stones beneath my bra, my blouse. The fabric became pure torture, when they ached to be in his mouth.
Hell, every single part of me wanted him. Surrounding him, or surrounded by him.
Licked, fingered, fucked, filled so deep I'd finally have the itch welling up inside me for what seemed like a million years scratched.
Pleasure pulsed through my brain for a small eternity before I wilted. When I did, his kiss softened. The bad boy's lips roamed mine more gently, almost tender.
“Fuck the couch,” he said, standing and lifting me up in his arms. “We're moving somewhere I can get you naked and horizontal.”#p#分页标题#e#
I moaned as he threw me over his shoulder, jerked up my skirt, and took my panties away over my feet. It was only a few footsteps to the bedroom.
He'd already forced me to come twice, and I still blushed like the shy, silly virgin I was when he threw me down on the bed.
I moved a shaky hand toward the lamp because the room was dark. He crossed the bedroom faster, kicked the door closed, and punched the light switch before I could do anything.
“Don't even think we're doing this in the dark, under the blankets, like fuckin' monks. I wanna see you squirm every second I'm licking your pussy. Gotta see your face when you start screaming, darlin'.” His hands moved to his belt, and I heard the buckle clatter as he jerked it through his denim loops.
“Firefly...” I lost my words, everything except his name, heavy on my lips.
“Take the rest of that shit covering you and throw it on the goddamned floor. Now. 'Cause if you leave it up to me, I'm gonna shred half your fuckin' wardrobe.”
I watched the leather cut that always lined his chest fall. His shirt peeled away next, and I could barely remember my own name.
My eyes were glued to the huge, rock hard, heavily tattooed torso coming into view. A body built like an angel, a statue, nature's best craftsman.
His chest swelled when he inhaled. The winged skull with two blazing pistols next to it poured fire across his muscles. Every part of him rippled, glistened.
This body wasn't cut from pumping iron in the gym or running – though I knew he did plenty of that too – he'd earned his strength by actually using those muscles.
For fucking. For killing. For dropping men with ease, wiping the arrogant smirks off their faces, just like he'd done earlier tonight with Tony the drunk.
He smiled. “Fuckin' knew you'd like what you see. Go ahead and touch. Follow the inks as far as you want.”
He never asked twice. Firefly grabbed my hands, spread my fingers, and put them on his abs, the same strong ridges I'd hung onto all along, riding on the back of his bike.
Now, they beckoned under my fingertips. Naked, magnificent, and hard.
God! Would it be wrong to just stick out my tongue and lick this man?
Firefly reached out with the same two fingers that brought me to heaven a few minutes ago. He gently pushed them beneath my chin, tipped my face up, capturing my eyes for the millionth time with those stern blue eyes.
“Dig your nails in,” he growled, shoving my hands against him. “Might as well get used to it, baby. You'll be drawing blood when I'm between your legs, fucking you over and over...we're fuckin' 'til kingdom come. Been wanting it forever.”