Raging Hard(67)

“Later. Now, you come in my mouth.”

I grinned. “Can’t disappoint a lady, can I?”

She went back at it with a renewed intensity, and I kept my hands on the back of her head, fucking her mouth. If she wanted my come, then I’d give it to her. I’d shoot my hot load deep into the back of her throat. I was losing myself in her mouth and her body, her sweet ass bare as she worked my cock.

I could feel it building in my balls, growing in the tenseness of my cock, ready to explode. If she wanted it, I’d give it to her. I’d let her swallow all my cum.

It flew through me as I grabbed her head and held her there, coming deep into her mouth. She took it all and didn’t bat an eye as I exploded, grunting loudly, not able to control myself. She was so fucking incredible, and I wanted to savor the moment as my cum shot into her mouth and she swallowed every last drop.

Finally, I collapsed onto the bed, sighing.

“What was that for?” I asked.

“Felt like sucking you off,” she said matter-of-factly.

“Fuck, girl,” I growled at her. “You’re too much.”

“You can handle it.”

“Damn right.”

I grabbed her and kissed her deeply, not caring if my taste was still on her tongue. I kissed her deep and good, breaking off after a second.

“Talked to your dad down there,” I said, our bodies intertwined on the bed. She didn’t seem to mind that I was still sweaty from my run, and neither did I.

“I don’t want to hear about my dad right now,” she said, laughing.

“Sorry, but you’ll have to.” I paused to kiss her neck. “He says he knows exactly who Joshua is.”

“That’s good. He can call the police.”

“Actually, no. Local cops won’t be much help, and he doesn’t want the bad press.” I paused, sighing. “No. I’m dealing with it.”

She sat up, propped on one elbow.

“No, Nathan. You don’t need to do that.”

“Yes, I do. I need to finish these fucks. They’ve annoyed me one too many times.”

“This doesn’t have anything to do with that.”

I took her fiercely by the chin and kissed her hard again. “Actually, it does.”

“What do you want?” she whispered, her eyes wide.

“I want that pussy,” I said, putting my hand between her legs. She gasped. “I want those lips. I want to make you fucking come. And I want to murder the men that hurt you.”

“Nathan, I can’t let you,” she said.

I began to stroke her slowly. “You can’t stop me, princess.”

“Maybe,” she said, trying to keep herself composed but beginning to squirm as I worked her wet pussy. “But I can withhold sex.”

I laughed out loud at that one. “You’re threatening not to fuck me as I stroke this nice pussy of yours?”

“Yes,” she said, biting her lip. “I realize it isn’t an effective threat.”

“No, it’s really not.” I reached under her panties and found her soaked spot, rubbing her. She moaned softly, burying her face in my chest. “These people aren’t to be taken lightly. I need to get close to this guy, but I’m not sure how. I’ll work it out.”

She suddenly moved back, wriggling free from my fingers. “Wait, wait,” she said.

I grabbed her hips, pulling her back. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

“I have an idea!”

I began to kiss down her stomach. “Talk fast.”

“Well, he seemed to like me. When we met, ah, fuck, on the boat.”

I began to softly lick her soaked clit, looking up at her. “Go on.”

“You can use that,” she said. “Use me, ah, as bait. Fuck, Nathan. Oh shit.”

I stopped. “Absolutely not.”

“It’s perfect,” she said quickly. “He’s not the guy doing the dirty work. He’ll definitely bite. You’ll be there to keep me safe.”

I frowned at her. “I’m not risking you.”

“It’s not a risk. They don’t want me dead or hurt. They just want to threaten my dad, right? We’ll keep it public so they can’t try anything.”

I began to eat her again, mulling it over. It was hard to think straight, though, as she began to pant and moan, her hands gripping the sheets. I figured I’d get her off and ask her again as my fingers began to fuck her little pussy, my mouth nibbling at her clit.

I worked her like that, fingers on her pussy, mouth on her clit, fucking her tightness, working her soaked and swollen spot. She moaned louder and louder, to the point where I had to reach up and put my hand over her mouth.