The Outlaw's Obsession(39)
He moved away from her, grabbed a condom from his pants, and slid the latex over his hardness. He was on top of her in what only seemed like seconds, and a moan left her when his dick pressed against her pussy, parting her lips and bumping her still sensitized clit.
“You see what you do to me?” He thrust against her, nudging the hard bud a little more forcefully and causing her eyes to roll back in her head from the pleasure. He did this repeatedly, thrusting against her and showing her exactly how hard he was. He had a hand on either side of her head, speared his fingers into her hair, and gently tugged on the strands until she was forced to tilt her head back. Neck bared, and with Jagger’s eyes now trained on the sight, Sonya felt like his prey. But it was the good kind, the seductive kind, and she knew he would make her feel even better. “I want to be inside of you.” He dipped his head and ran his tongue up and down her throat.
Sonya gripped his shoulders, moved her mouth to his ear, and said, “Then stop tormenting us, Jagger.” The sharp sound that left him made her feel wholly female.
“The things I want to do to you…” He didn’t finish his sentence, but she didn’t care because her imagination was very vivid. He let go of her on one side and moved his hand between their bodies. And then he placed the huge crown of his cock at her entrance, held her gaze, and started to push inside of her. The stretch and burn was like nothing she had ever felt before. It was pleasure and the good kind of pain all wrapped into one, and having her need more. So much more. Jagger still had his face in the crook of her neck and was gently tugging at her tender flesh. God, it felt so good. “Fucking hell, Sonya. So hot and slick, tight and perfect.” He continued to work his cock inside of her until his balls pressed against her bottom, and they both let out identical groans. Their breathing was harsh, and their flesh was becoming moist, but Sonya wanted to feel the bear fuck her. And she knew it wouldn’t take much to make sure that happened.
Motherfucker. Sonya was so damn tight, and it was taking a hell of a lot for him not to start pounding in and out of her. She clenched around him, and he curled the hand still in her hair even tighter around the strands. He had his other hand right on her thigh, but no, he wasn’t going to think about the marks that lined her creamy flesh. Right now he wanted to pleasure his female and make her forget all about that lowlife bastard.
His female. Yeah, Jagger had known she was his from the moment he looked into her eyes. He couldn’t even explain the pull he had toward her, but it had been strong enough that he didn’t even want to question it. Trying to deny himself and his bear was pointless, because being inside of her felt like the most prefect fucking thing in the world. He pulled out slowly and pumped back in. Each thrust and retreat made it harder for him to keep this easy pace. But her soft pleas for more, for it harder and faster, were chipping away at his resistance. He thought she would need slow and gentle, but it seemed his little human needed everything he could give her.
“I want to forget about everything but right here and now.” There was a pleading note in her face.
He looked hard into her face and knew she needed this as much as he did. And that was what he was going to do. Jagger started thrusting in and out, quickening his pace while lifting his head and watching her face for any indication that he needed to stop. Never had he been with a female like this before: wanting to make it perfect for her, wanting nothing more than to watch her come undone beneath him. It had always been about a little club pussy fucking him, and making sure he got off. But even if Jagger was more concerned about Sonya, this was the most pleasurable experience he had ever had. “It is so fucking good, Sonya. Shit, I could watch the look on your face all day long and never get enough.” The expression of euphoria on her face, of her reddened cheeks and parted mouth, was like a visual orgasm all in itself.
“I’m so close, Jagger.” Sonya gasped out, and he loved that she sounded like that.
Yeah, he knew she was, could feel her tight little pussy muscles clenching around his dick.
“Oh. God. I’m going to come again.”
Before she exploded around his cock he pulled out, and the disappointed sound she made had him smiling.
“I love having you this way, baby, but my bear is a stubborn and possessive fucker, and needs to claim you this way.”
She licked her lips and nodded. The approval was there in her face even though she hadn’t given her verbal acknowledgement. He moved her so she was on her belly, pulled her hips up with a strong hold on her waist, and waited for her to adjust herself in the position he wanted. With her ass in the air, her knees spread wide, and her cunt and tiny anus on clear display, Jagger’s mouth watered. Taking hold of the root of his dick and looking down at it, he saw the glossiness of her cream and rumbled out in desire. But then he was pushing his length back into her welcoming body, hanging onto her waist, and fucking her like a male fucked his female. “You’re mine, Sonya.” Maybe he shouldn’t have said that, but he couldn’t keep it in. “This isn’t about keeping you a prisoner, but having you as my old lady.” Yeah, he had just fucking gone there while bottoming out inside of her. But he wanted her to know that what he wanted was not what she had. “Do you understand what that means, baby?” He knew she did, but this had to be her decision, and she had to actually say it.