My fingertips bent. I reached up to his breast, pivoted my nails into his skin, and dragged them down. I whimpered as they fell, tracing the dark, deadly symbols scrawled all over him like a dark, human canvass.
Holy, holy shit. How can a man be built just like a god? How was it fair that me – Cora – was about to give myself to him?
My fingertips fell, all the way to his unbuttoned jeans. Then he leaned down, moving his hand behind my head, jerking me into a brand new kiss.
His lips moved against mine for what felt like forever. Every twitch and twirl of his tongue made me realize I was dripping wet, begging to be opened, teased, and filled by this man.
Seizing my wrist, he yanked my hand down to the bulge in his jeans. I moaned when I felt it, ready to pop out the crevice in his half-open zipper.
“That's for you,” Firefly said, holding my eyes just inches from his. “Every fucking inch. That's the cock that's gonna take you, fuck you, own you, Cora. That's the part of me that's gonna make us one, make you cry in ways you can't even imagine.”#p#分页标题#e#
“Yes, yes,” I said, trying not to get too giddy.
Everything between my legs ached. My core folded in on itself, so ready to be opened up again by his power, it hurt.
Damn it, this wasn't a choice anymore. There weren't any brakes on the naked, sweaty want rushing through my system.
I needed him in me. Had to have him split me open, make me a woman, show me all the ways that massive, scary body of his could make me quake and scream.
“Already told you once – take off your clothes. Now, babe. Neither one of us needs a trip to the fucking store tomorrow to replace everything I destroyed.”
I looked at him and nodded. Just sat up, undoing my blouse, peeling away everything as quickly as I could. Meanwhile, the sneaky bastard dropped his pants, his boxers, and left his back facing me when I toppled into bed, bare and leaking.
Ready for him to take whatever he wanted.
Slowly, he turned. I fought the urge to push my hand between my legs when I caught a glimpse of what he'd been hiding in those jeans.
If God ever put a bigger cock on a man, then I'd be afraid to see it. Firefly was huge. It wasn't just the raw length and girth that got to me, but the way it swelled when he pushed his fist around it, pulsing with a mad, potent energy, angry and alive as the rest of him.
“Fuck,” he growled, squeezing his length until the thick head ballooned, spilling a small trickle of crystal clear fluid to the floor. “There's no way you'll be able to take this without getting a whole lot looser and wetter first.”
Wetter? Looser? Had he lost his loving mind?
He climbed onto the bed, growling while he pushed my legs apart. His mouth dashed all my doubts when it took mine all over again.
He kissed me, harder than before. I sucked his lips and trembled, loving how he rammed his tongue against mine. Hungry, feral, just like a wild animal.
Sometimes, he pulled back, forcing me to lean into him, and struggle for another kiss. He always held me down, making me work for it with that smug, trademark smile.
“Bastard,” I whispered.
“Beautiful,” he growled. “Every fucking foot of you.”
He showed me. His mouth stamped hot, playful kisses down my throat, nipping at my ear, before he sank down to my breasts. My nipples rolled between his fingertips, and then he brought his lips over them, softening each bud against his tongue with the same aggression he'd given me in every kiss.
“Oh!” I whimpered, wondering if I could come from nothing except his mouth all over my tits.
I'd heard the strippers talk about sex before. They were numb to it. Jaded, maybe.
But even they got off to a strong, highly experienced man.
Tonight, I had that man to myself. I had it all. Looks, experience, and a spark between us unlike anything I'd ever had for another human being.
Every growl reminded me he must've felt something too. He manhandled me like he wanted, squeezing my breasts as his head sank lower, moving between my thighs.
Fuck. Shit. He's really going to take me with his tongue!
And he did.
Firefly pulled my thighs apart, kissing each one, brushing his rough stubble across my smooth skin. His mouth moved upward, and I heard him stop, rumble, inhaling my scent.
“Fuck, you smell good. You're wet as a damned garden hose. Too bad it ain't wet enough.” My legs began to tremble as he reared up, staring at me, his eyes fiery blue and determined as hell. “I'm gonna make you soak these fuckin' sheets, darlin'.”
My pussy throbbed before his tongue even met it. When it did, I struggled to take hold of the sheets, the only thing that would keep us on planet earth while he ravaged me like never before.#p#分页标题#e#