The Bad Boy Wants Me(137)

‘Absolutely nothing,’ he said softly and, bending down to the floor, picked up a foil packet.

‘Oh,’ I said. It was strange, exciting and a little frightening. I shivered at the thought of something that long and thick and solid was going to go into my body.

He fitted the rubber on himself, pushed me back down on the bed, and opened my legs wide.

‘Keep your knees up,’ he instructed, and positioned himself between my legs. I loved our bodies being entwined and joined, his chest crushing down on my breasts, his hard naked body pressing down on mine, and those strong powerful thighs spreading me wide open. Even more, I think, I loved the anticipation.

My fingers gripped his gorgeous arm muscles. I could feel them flex when he raised himself slightly and, pointing the enormous head of his cock over the entrance into my body, pushed in.

I inhaled sharply, my eyes widening with surprise.

Good God. He was only partially inside me, but it felt like a thick, deep intrusion. Painful and not pleasurable at all. My thighs were spread wide, but my body was distressed. How would all of him fit? Suddenly, I felt tiny and helpless under his big powerful body.

I must have whimpered because he paused.

Dipping his head down, he murmured, ‘It’s OK, Tawny. Just relax. It won’t hurt in a while.’

He looked down at me almost hypnotically, while his hands stroked my body, soothing and calming me. Then his tongue entered my mouth and my fear faded almost instantly. The kiss was hard, demanding and fiery and I became lost in it. I sensed my body supplicating to his, my legs spreading even further apart. His mouth was locked to mine, his tongue deep inside my mouth, I was vaguely aware of the turgid shaft slowly working deeper and deeper into me with each gentle thrust. Slowly but surely, he was travelling into the depths of my body.

I sucked his tongue blindly. Nothing else existed but us and what he was doing to my body. When he tried to pull away I moaned into his dominating mouth.

Lord Greystoke

Tawny’s body was like heaven. Wet, warm, tight, and so fucking responsive. I luxuriated in the way her slender thighs cradled me and I enjoyed her little groans and whimpers, the plaintiveness of them, the excitement on her face, the strained look of surprise and pain in her glazed eyes, and the way her hands grabbed handfuls of the bed sheets as I forced my cock into her.

It had taken every ounce of my willpower not to fuck her hard. Hell, I wanted nothing more, but I didn’t. Not this time. There would be other times for that. Many other times.

Stilled inside her tight, hot, slippery channel, I could feel the heat of her sex and the soft downy feel of her pubic hair against my shaft. My cock was pulsating and my balls were so heavy and full they were like ripe fruit ready to burst.

Hell, I couldn’t wait anymore, but the icing on the cake is when you can get her to come at the same time as you. I hadn’t gone all the way to the hilt, so I reached my hand between us and began to circle her slick clit with my finger.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

I felt her clench my shaft tightly as she arched herself beneath me, her feet kicking high towards the ceiling, her hands clutching my biceps as she climaxed at the same time I did.





Chapter 23


Tawny Maxwell

‘That’s going to be a very hard act to top,’ I breathed into his ear, as he lay on top of me, his cock still buried inside me.

He chuckled.

‘What?’ I asked.

‘Nothing.’

‘No, really, what’s so funny?’ I insisted.

‘That’s not an act. That’s the twenty-minute induction class,’ he said.

I giggled. ‘Really?’

‘Yes, really. Don’t forget you still have sex to Dolly Parton’s dulcet tones to look forward to.’ His voice was dry. Obviously he didn’t think sex to Dolly was going to be anything special.

I grinned. ‘That’s true. Shall I go put her on?’

He didn’t seem too impressed with my idea. ‘Ah, give me a few minutes. Aren’t you sore, anyway?’

‘Noooo, I love having you inside me,’ I said enthusiastically.

‘Good, because you are going to be having me inside you a lot, Missy,’ he promised.

I squeezed him experimentally. ‘If we’re going to have a break can we eat something? I’m hungry.’

He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. ‘Tawny. You’re a girl after my own heart.’

‘What do you want?’

‘Surprise me.’

‘OK. Get off me then,’ I said and deliberately clenched his shaft as tightly as I could.

He looked at me warningly. ‘Do you know what happens to little girls who go and pull the tails of tigers?’

‘What?’

‘They get fucked in the ass.’