The Skulls(32)

Running her hands up his thick arms, Angel moaned, loving the feel of his rippling muscles beneath her touch.

“I’m so hard for you.” He trailed kisses down her jaw ‘til he sucked in the flesh of her neck. Goose-bumps erupted all over her body from his touch. His hands held her steady while he sucked the hell out of her neck, marking her. There was no way she wouldn’t be marked from his touch.

“I need you so bad.” Lash pulled away once again. His fingers found the hem of her shirt, and he tugged it over her head. With quick movements he dispensed of her bra. His hands soon replaced her bra, cupping her in his palms. “Love your big tits. I have to taste.”

Angel couldn’t speak as Lash spoke and touched. He was the one in control, not her. His mouth was on her breasts, kissing, sucking, and biting down on her nipples. She watched him play with her like a musician did an instrument.

“So full and mine.” Lash stepped back and tugged his shirt off. She grabbed the laces of his leather pants and helped him get rid of them from his body. They were both chuckling and rushing in their haste to get naked.

Within minutes they crashed to the bed totally naked and ready for each other. Lash knelt up, and Angel followed his movements, kneeling close to him. “We’re finally here,” he said, wrapping her hair around his arm.

“We are.” Her voice sounded croaky even to her.

Lash reached out with his free hand and stroked her cheek. His cock pressed into her stomach. The thick brand of his cock was rock hard. Only hours ago she’d felt him explode inside her mouth. Licking her lips she gazed down at the hard shaft wondering what it would feel like to have that monster penetrating her pussy.

“I need you so bad.”

“Take me, Lash. I’m here, and I’m all yours.” She stared at his lips needing him to make the first move.

I’m going to have sex.

I’m going to have sex, and I’m terrified, excited, and I want him to take me already.

Lash leaned in and nipped at her lips, playfully. She followed his lead, smiling as he rubbed her nose with his. Angel ran her hands all over his tattooed body. His muscles were hard, tight, and totally hot. She didn’t know how she’d gotten so lucky to have such a sexy man holding her.

With his free hand he stroked a path down her body setting a fire with his touch. Down her side, across her hip and between her thighs where he cupped her with his palm.

“Baby, you’re so wet for me.” She became aware of her bare pussy. He hadn’t even touched her properly, and he felt her wetness.

He smiled at her. “The lips of your pussy are soaking, baby. This is why I wanted you bare. It’s easy to feel your response. I love your cream.” To prove his point he pressed his finger into his mouth, sucking her juices from the digit.

“Please, Lash, stop making me wait. I want you to be my first.” My only. She added the last bit in her mind. Angel didn’t want to voice the last part out in case he backed away. Lash had broken through her defences and her ideals, and now all she wanted was him. Her future, in her mind, contained only him.

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Lash wanted to say so much more to her, but he held the words back afraid of how she’d react. He could take most things handed to him. Right now with her naked in his arms, Lash couldn’t handle her rejection if it came. He never considered himself a coward and he never backed down from a fight, but for the first time in his life, he was backing down … at least for tonight.

He unwrapped his hand from her hair and settled her down on the bed. “Lie down, and open your thighs.”

His Angel did as he instructed, lying against the pillows splaying her legs open wide. Kissing her lips one final time Lash moved down her body settling between her thighs. He wasn’t going to lick her, but he was going to make sure she was nice and wet for him. Any excuse to look at her pussy and he’d take it.

“What are you doing? I thought you couldn’t … you know … lick it?” Angel asked. He imagined her cringing after she spoke the words, and he chuckled.

“We’re going to have to teach you the sex talk, baby.” Not tonight. They could talk about the sex lingo another time.

He made himself comfortable and opened the lips of her sex. She was pale, smooth with a small blush from her wax. In time the blush would fade as she got used to being without pubic hair. Lash stroked his fingers over her pussy. Angel shuddered underneath him.

“It’s sensitive,” she said.

Lash smiled. Gazing down at her pussy, he worked the lips of her sex open for him to get a closer look. Her clit was swollen, and her cream was glistening. His virgin Angel was ready for him. Still, a bit more teasing wouldn’t hurt. Pressing a finger to her clit, he gently stroked and teased until she was screaming his name.