Page 93 of Rough and Rugged
“No.” I continue to tease then dip my head and lick around one nipple but leave the tip dry. She arches into me, and I retreat. She writhes on the bed, reaching for her clit. I pick up her wrist. “No.” I place it on her stomach and pin her with a look. She’s tortured me for the past year, it’s her turn.
I kiss down her body. And suck her clit into my mouth as she gasps when I reach up and finally pinch those perfect nipples. I clamp them between my fingernails while I lick and nip her pussy. I moan into her as she arches her back to push herself further into my mouth. Still gasping as I twist her nipples. She comes without warning and I release my grip so I can lightly brush a fingertip across the overly sensitive nubs.
“Fuck. Fuck.” Is all she can say when I shove my fingers into her and feel her clamp down instantly. She just keeps coming as I keep sucking and finger fucking her.
“I want to hear you.”
“Dax, please. I need your cock.”
“You’ll get it when I’m ready. Moan for me.” Christ my dick is hard and leaking. I’m ready to punch a hole in the bed but I want her desperate. I pull fingers, lips and teeth from her body as she floats back to reality. I stand to pull down my sweats. I stroke my cock as she collects her breath watching my hand. I hold it out to her and say, “Stick your tongue out.” She does and I have her lick my palm and continue jacking myself off while staring at her swollen and needy pussy.
Her voice is loud as she cracks at the thought of me driving into her. Fuck. I lay down on top of her and slide my cock over her clit. She bucks up as much as possible with her leg propped up. “Keep it still. We don’t want to hurt you.”
Her eyes are dark and filled with lust, “Well, don’t hurt my leg but the rest of me up for grabs. I’m clean and on birth control.” I nod. I tear into her mouth as I push all the way into my girl and groan at the pure fucking pleasure of feeling her again.
“Fucking perfect.”
Chapter Eight
Monica
Thebedisscootingacross the room, and I don’t care. He thrusts into me long and deep. He’s slow and measured because he’s worried about hurting me. “Fuck me harder.” He nips at my ear.
“What I want to do is fuck you into submission. Leave you like a rag-doll. You’re so fucking perfect for my dick. How do we fit like this? Come again.”
“Meant to be.”
“Fuck yes. I want to slide into every piece of you. Jesus.” He sits up and angles my good leg so he can fuck me deeper. I’m out of my head as he slides in at this angle. Then pinches my clit and I scream. A hint of how he’d like to be rough. He slaps my clit then rubs and I scream out.
“When you’re healed, I will own all of you.”
“Yes. Yes. Fuck.”
“My SweeTart, so fucking wet and tight.”
The phone is beeping non-stop and we ignore it because we’re in our bubble. “Come now my gorgeous woman. Fucking come on my cock, now.” I scream out and Dax throws his head back, and I know he’s about to release into me. I’m going to feel everything he can give me.
And then everything shatters as we do. There’s no way to stop, but both our heads snap to a tall man with an axe and the rush of cold. There’s a sudden flood of people rushing into the room with a splintered door at their feet.
Dax screams as he releases into me, “Fuck.”
And the stranger says, “Fuck.” I shake and quiver under their gaze and Dax’s release.
Chapter Nine
Dax
Mybrotherhasn’tnoticedI’m awake, so I grab my phone.
DAX:Thank you.
COLT:He’s alive! Picking up the girls at school, then to you. Pops wants to take you to dinner.
DAX:Sure. She likes dinner.
COLT:A 10,000 a plate donor dinner?
DAX:He did move mountains for us. I’ll send him some blue label.