Never Kiss an Outlaw(56)

“Open those fuckin' legs, baby girl,” he growled, pushing my thighs apart. I hesitated for too long, lost in my thoughts.

His hands moved rougher, opening me, his lips laying kisses against my soft belly. “Pay attention. If I gotta start asking twice, I'm gonna tie you the fuck up in these silk sheets and bend you around any way I want.”
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Yes! Yes, please!

My back arched, perfectly timed to his lips moving lower. He sank down near my knees, kissing his way up, up, stamping warm heat across my thighs. His breath poured over my pussy, teasing me.

Muscles I didn't know I had wound unbelievably tight. I tried to wiggle toward his face, but he stopped me, holding me back, forcing me to suffer the anticipation.

“You get my tongue when you tell me you love wearing my name and my ring,” he growled. “Say it, Cora. Make me believe it.”

Holy fucking shit. Didn't he have a clue what he was asking?

I squirmed in his hands, desperate to be licked, fingered, fucked. But he was asking me to open all the way, to let him into the deepest part of me.

Oh, God. I hadn't realized he was an expert psychologist along with being an outlaw and a tattoo artist. Lucky me!

“I love wearing whatever you give me, Huck. Everything,” I whimpered, feeling him pulse more fiery breath across my pussy, focusing around my clit. “Really, I do. I want it all. I want you to take me.”

“Fuck, you're a good actress. Almost believe you. Almost.” His thumb started in my thin strip of pubic hair, slid down, and pushed into my folds, moving dangerously close to my clit.

But not close enough!

I bit down, clenching my teeth. Going insane from the raw need stabbing me didn't begin to describe this torture.

“What more do you want?” I snapped, wishing he wasn't able to hold me down like this. Good thing I loved it. “I told you, I'm serious. I love you, you bastard. I. Love. You.”

No! I didn't realize what I'd said until it was out of my mouth and in his ears.

Shit. My lips trembled. I was about to try to claw it back, come to my senses, stop the sopping wet sex fever from drowning me in words I really shouldn't say.

But Firefly never gave me that chance. His fingers pulled my pussy lips open and his face moved into me. Licking, sucking, devouring, shoving me into frantic pleasure.

His thumb barely moved when my body gave it up. Electric currents hit hard, and he slid two fingers into me, jerking them like mad across my soft, quivering wall.

My clit went between his teeth. He sucked it, wiped it with his tongue until it swelled and pulsed in his mouth.

Fuck it. There was nothing left to do in the lunatic heat roasting me alive except own it.

“Don't stop, love. Never, never fucking stop! I love you, Firefly. Love. You.”

His free hand grabbed my ass, pulling me into his face. He made me ride him with an intensity that didn't even seem human.

I came so hard I thought I'd go blind. The words screaming out of my mouth wilted into nonsense, shrieks and moans and sounds I couldn't classify.

Firefly licked me to heaven and back again. His tongue did things to my clit that caused every muscle in my body to jerk like mad. My eyes rolled back in my head and I let his storm sweep me away, circling deeper into his passion, coming for this sexy, merciless bastard I'd just told the bitter truth.

Quaking, moaning, and sliding all over his mouth and stubble, I let sheer ecstasy carry me away.

When it ended, I was panting. He wasn't finished.

My lover reared up, wiping his mouth, the fearsome tattoos on his chest contorting with his awesome muscle. “This pussy tastes better than ever tonight. I'd eat it again if it weren't so wet it was begging for my dick.”

He reached for my nipple, and rolled it until I moaned. Eyes shut, I whimpered, letting my words match the plea in my body.

“Do it. I want you inside me.”

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“Damned good thing nobody knows where we are. I'd blow their brains out and still keep fucking you if we got interrupted now,” he growled, kissing my throat, then digging his teeth into my tender skin. “Turn over. I want you on your knees, taking every inch of me that's about to go off like a hand grenade, darlin'.”

He helped shuffle me onto my hands and knees. Then I felt him, pressed hard against my ass, tense and oh-so-ready to plunge deep.

“Fuckin' love your greedy, sweet little cunt. I'm gonna give it everything it wants, and then some,” he said, pushing into me. His hand slapped my ass – the cheek that hadn't been stamped with his name earlier tonight. “Fuck. You were beautiful before, baby, but seeing my name on your ass? Hotter than all the fuckin' stars rolled into one.”