Page 116 of Darling Psycho

“The fear is all here,” he tapped her forehead. And then he moved her backward, the ground crisp and noisy beneath her feet. “Now, turn around and hold on to the tree, let’s give you a different experience.”

The cadence in which his voice dropped alerted Angela to what he meant, and the fear gripping her belly suddenly didn’t seem all that important, not when her nipples pebbled against the scrape of the shirt and she noticed a pulse between her legs.

He braced a palm on the behemoth Cedar tree beside Angela’s head. His gaze was pure sex, and she’d never felt so consumed in her life. His head lowered, and when she thought he might give her some more sweetness, he said. “Don’t like to repeat myself, angel. Fix your hands on the tree.”

The asshole. Angela burst out laughing, turning around; she sent him a withering, lust-filled look over her shoulder. “It’s my birthday. You’re not allowed to be an asshole today.”

“So let’s get you fucked on your birthday.”

Oh, god. Yes, please.

“You have a filthy mouth,” she said breathlessly, popping her ass out to help him slide the yoga pants down her thighs. He left them around her ankles, trapped by the sneakers.

“I should make you get down on the forest floor to worship me with your sweet mouth.”Yes, yes, her brain screamed,force me to my knees, use my mouth.

At that moment, with the early morning frost gathering on every branch and making their exhale fog, she wanted every dark thought she’d ever had about him. She’d dreamed too many times of being used for a man’s pleasure -Lawless’ pleasure- and the belief she could unleash every dirty fantasy with him now made her dizzy.

“Look at that, angel, so fucking wet. Tell me, was it because of my filthy mouth?” He knuckled into her panties and was now rubbing her wetness against her aching clit. “Don’t act shocked. You brought this on yourself.”

“Oh, yeah, blame me,” she chuffed.

“I want access to this pussy whenever I want it.”

“Okay, yeah,” she panted, “I agree to your terms.”

Breath came hard and fast through parted lips. Like magic, he’d taken her out of her head and dropped her into a pleasure abyss, and Angela was reeling from how fast he could make her feelgood.

Over her erratic breathing, she caught the sound of his belt and buckle coming undone, and then the rough fabric of the jeans being pushed down. Her body nearly flipped out, wanting to be taken by him. She wished she could watch them from a different angle to see how dirty they looked about to have sex in the middle of a freaking forest. A whimper was torn from her throat when he rubbed his full palm against her pussy, revving her up to incredible heights. With the way the leggings bunched around Angela’s ankles, she couldn’t move all that much, couldn’t open her legs wider for him, but Lawless didn’t need the help when she felt the broad crown of his cock graze against her entrance.

“Oh, god,” she cried, resting her head on the rough tree bark. If her nails could have penetrated the bark, she would have been clawing it to pieces.

Ass popped back. She encouraged him with needful sounds that seemed to echo in the morning mist. The air was always thin this far up, she’d gotten used to it, but that was in everyday life, not being fucked by an enforcer in the woods situation.

Drag, drag, rub. Lawless loved tormenting her, making her reach the end of her limit. Then, just when she was about to scream and demand he take her, he stopped stroking his cock over her pussy lips and plunged inside in a hard, all-powerful thrust.

He stilled, holding her around the neck. Mouth to her ear. A voice like granite and sex, making her shiver. “I know you’re probably sore, and we’ll deal with that later. But, right now, you’re gonna give it up, aren’t you?”

Jesus, was that even a question? “Yes, yes.” She puffed out. The feeling was indescribable. Tight and sore, like he said. They were using parts of her body only her slim fingers and sex toys had breached, nothing like the big dick he was slowly working into her inch by inch.

“Look at you,” he rasped, biting her on the neck like a wild animal. She’d be marked, and she didn’t care. “getting filled up in this little thing, aren’t you? Taking a birthday fuck now you’re finally grown.”

His words were used to provoke, and they did. She grew slicker where he was pushing inside, and each slam drove her closer. Finally, her tender flesh hugged around him, and because she needed to touch Lawless, she laid a hand over his curled fingers around her throat.

“You should have done this when I was seventeen.”

“Wanted to,” he grunted. Pushing, shoving, impaling her impossibly deep. “You have no idea the shit I’ve thought about you.” The shoves became longer, more profound. It was like Lawless knew the depth and speed she needed to make her crazy, and she mangled inaudible words into the tree trunk. “Now I got you, so take it, angel.You take it.”

She wanted it all, like a gluttonous slut. It was then she realized he hadn’t really begun to fuck her at all because the moment Lawless’ fingers curled into her exposed hips, the increase of his thrusts intensified harder,more brutally,until Angela’s dam burst on a fast climax igniting her body with tingles.

Her heart was knocked out of sync as his tongue left wet patterns on the side of her neck.

“Lawless, Lawless...” she cried without breath.

There was no need for any other stimulus, which was crazy because Angela always needed to touch her clit to come. Lawless had unlocked a new level of hedonistic pleasure, using his massive body to graze each sensitive part of her walls.

“Good girl,” he rumbled, lips anchored to her neck, his cock hitting soft parts of her that lit her up like a lantern. And in the dank forest, she cried until her voice echoed around the mountain.

She was so enthralled with him in these intimate moments. He might be in charge as he took her against a tree, but Angela could make him shudder as she encouraged him to his end, and when he buried as deep as he could go, pumping shallow and slower, she called out his name again at the same time he murmured hers.