Raging Hard(39)

“Damn girl,” he grunted. “You’re soaked. You fucking wanted this bad.”

“Ah, shit, you’re pretty hard yourself,” I said, my mind a blank of need and want.

“Damn right I am. You taste fucking perfect. And your little pussy is incredible.”

His perfect hands began to work my clit just like the night outside the club, but it was far more intense. The days of want and tension were suddenly spilling out between us, and the thickness of our lust was incredibly powerful.

Suddenly, he pulled his hands back and tore my shirt over my head. He unhooked my bra and threw it onto the floor, his mouth finding my perky nipples. After a second, he stepped back and pulled off his own shirt. I gaped at his hard body, his muscles and abs and tattoos, but he was quickly back against me, kissing my body, his warm skin against my own.

I could barely control myself. Every touch sent my body into deep shivers of pleasure. I had been imagining what it would be like to have him again for days on end, all day long, and it was better than I could possibly have guessed.

Suddenly, he grabbed me by the hips, pulled me away from the wall, and lifted me into the air.

“Nate!” I cried out.

He laughed, grinning. “I’m taking you now.”

“Put me down!”

He ignored me as he carried me upstairs. He went up toward our rooms, ripped open his door, and practically threw me down onto the bed. I gasped at how strong he was. He carried me around and threw me down like I was absolutely nothing. The fact of his strong shoulders and arms sent a chill running through my body, and I wanted him to possess me, because I knew that he could. He could take me and have me whenever he wanted to.

“You understand now?” he said softly. “You understand how strong I am? You’re just a little thing, and I want to fuck you until you know it.”

I bit my lip. “Prove it,” I said.

He slipped his pants down, revealing his thick, hard cock. I gaped at it, seemingly larger than I had remembered.

“Come here.”

I crawled across the bed to where he was standing and looked up at him. “You want this in my mouth?” I asked innocently.

“Deep between those little lips. Suck that cock nice and hard.”

I took the base and slowly licked his length, looking up at him.

“Don’t be shy,” he grunted. “Take that cock in your pretty mouth.”

I slipped his tip between my lips and slowly began to suck him. I tasted salt and musk and more and loved it, especially the way he grunted and pressed my head down. I began to suck him harder and faster, my tongue working his shaft, my other hand jerking him off. It was almost too much for my mouth, and I had to work hard to keep up with him.

I loved being on all fours in front of him, sucking his thick cock while his hands pressed my head down. I took him as far as I could into my throat, but it was barely halfway down.

“That’s right, take that dick deep into your throat,” he grunted.

I pulled back, taking a deep breath, jerking him off with my spit.

“You like shoving your cock into the back of my throat?”

“Damn right I do, babe. I only know fast and hard and rough.”

He pushed me forward suddenly. I landed on my back and his hands were on me, tugging my shorts off. His mouth was suddenly on me, pressing his stubble and tongue against my soaked clit.

“Oh shit, Nate,” I groaned.

“You taste fucking perfect,” he said as his tongue lapped at my clit, sucking gently and rolling around its length.

I gripped the sheets, barely holding myself back. I was practically ready to come right then and there from the pure tension. I loved sucking his cock—it made me soaking wet—and I was on edge already. His tongue and mouth licking and sucking at my soaked clit sent me into long waves of pleasure.

“I could eat this little pussy all day long. I want to swallow all your fucking juices,” he grunted as he lapped at me.

Holy fuck is he dirty, I thought to myself, unable to answer. I could only moan and grip the sheets.

And then it began to peak. I grabbed his head and began to roll my hips, rubbing against his stubble and tongue and mouth. His strong hands grabbed my tits and my hips as his mouth continued to eat me.

And he suddenly pulled back. I let out a frustrated gasp and he grinned at me.

“You didn’t ask permission to come,” he grunted.

“Nate! Please!” I said, practically begging.

“Come here.” He pulled me over on top of him. “Get down there and suck some more cock. Maybe I’ll give you what you want.”

Blushing, I kissed down his ripped abs before finding his cock again, slipping it into my mouth. I rolled my lips up and down his length.