Page 37 of Hell of a Mess
The beast inside me was purring like a damn cat. No one else had done this. No one had tasted her. No one else had seen her come apart. Just me.
I continued to lap up her release and enjoyed watching her squirm as I unsnapped my jeans and freed my dick from its painful constraints.
As badly as I wanted to pump it, I didn’t touch it.
I wasn’t sure how much it could take. Lace’s beautiful, naked, untouched body, laid out for me to take, was a powerful aphrodisiac.
And the more I thought about sinking into her tight, unused cunt, it only got stronger.
While she lay there, gasping for air, I lifted my head and winked at her.
I’d planned on getting her off a few times first, but I was going to blow my load if I had to watch her again.
Shoving my jeans down, I took her thighs and pulled her bottom to the edge of the table, then ripped my shirt over my head.
Her gaze fell to my chest, and the heat that filled her eyes only made me more crazed.
“You know this is gonna hurt the first time, yeah?” I asked her, making sure.
She nodded. “Yes.”
Her body was flushed, and her hair was tousled. She looked like an angel someone had defiled. That only made my fucking dick leak pre-cum like I was a damn teenager.
SHIT! A condom. I needed to get the condom out of my jeans.
I stared down at her, looking freshly fucked and stunning. No one else had ever touched her. And I’d had my monthly STD test last week. I was clean.
But there were other concerns. Pregnancy.
Dammit! I wanted to feel her bare.
Maybe just a little, and then I’d put on a condom. That would work. It would slide in easier, too, probably hurt her less. Yeah, it was better bare.
Reaching down, I took my throbbing cock and ran the swollen almost-purple head over her wet folds.
“Ohhh,” she whispered.
My eyes shot up to see her watching it. The head getting slick with her juices.
I would have to pull out right after she got over the pain and cover the damn thing. He was ready to explode already.
“Fuck, that’s a pretty little cunt,” I murmured, dropping my gaze back to her opening.
Pressing the mushroom tip in just a little, I heard her suck in a breath and hold it.
Pushing it in further, I went slow, torn between watching her face and the sight of my cock sinking into her.
The squeeze was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
It had been over twenty-five years since I’d been in a woman bare.
Kye’s mother, to be exact. The slick heat sucking me deeper felt like nirvana, taking me to a place I’d happily drown in.
The barrier stopped me, and her eyes flew back up to mine. I expected fear or something like trepidation, but I saw neither.
“Do it,” she panted. “Please.”
Desire and need.
Clenching my teeth, I grabbed the back of her head and slammed my mouth down on hers as I thrust inside, breaking through and sheathing my dick with the tightest experience of my life.
“Fuuuuck,” I groaned, tearing my mouth from hers. “Goddamn, sweetheart, that’s incredible.”
She was tense, and I knew she was working through the pain, but it was hard to focus on while I was riding a high I’d never known existed. Needing to move, to pump inside her, I began to slowly slide out some.
“Ohhh…oh God,” she moaned.
I stilled and looked down at her. There had never been any woman as fucking beautiful as this one in this moment.
Mine.
The word sounded like a roar in my head. A word I’d never considered or used.
Mine.
I was going to come inside her if I stayed like this too long.
Shoving back all the way, I growled like an animal. “Fuck, fuck. Does it still hurt?”
She shook her head. “No, it feels full. Wonderful.”
Ah damn, why’d she say it like that?
I wanted to pound into her until I was filling her up all right. With my damn seed, marking her like a caveman claiming his woman. Jesus, a virgin pussy was fucking me up.
My cock pulsed as I began driving into her. Every cry she made only sent me higher. I was climbing to a bliss that I could die on. Just so I got there.
“Luther,” she cried out, and her mouth went slack as her body began to tremble.
Holy fuck, she was getting off again.
The small shred of sanity I had held on to was doing its best to tell me I had to pull out now. But the beast that wanted to call this woman mine and own her wasn’t going anywhere.
I looked down at her face, lost in ecstasy, and a shout tore from my chest while I unloaded inside her. My knees buckled from the force of my climax, and I had to hold on to the table as my cock savagely pulsed its release.
“Fuuuuck,” I groaned, lowering my head.
“That was amazing.” Her voice was soft with a touch of awe.
I chuckled, then lifted my eyes to look at her. The smile on her face wiped out any concern or regret. I’d do it again. In fact, I planned on it. Many times. I wasn’t going to be able to walk away from this one. Maybe not ever.
“I didn’t wear a condom,” I told her in case she hadn’t noticed.
“I know…I felt it when you, um…came inside me. It was warm and made me orgasm again.”
My cock jerked. “Sweetheart, you can’t say shit like that with me still buried inside you.”
Her brows drew together. “Why?”
I reached up and brushed her hair off her forehead. So damn precious. “Because I’m gonna be hard in seconds and I’ll want a round two.”
Her eyes lit up. “Okay.”
She was killing me.
“You’re gonna be sore.”
She shook her head. “No, and if I am, it still feels good. I was sore just now.”
Mal would also be home soon.
“As much as I’d like nothing more than to stay inside you and fuck you like an animal, I need to go before Mal gets back. And you’ve not eaten for me yet.”
I began to ease out of her, and her eyes widened. When I was no longer clinched in the hottest cunt I’d ever had, she started to close her legs, and I stopped her. My eyes dropped to look at the slick little hole and watched as my seed began to leak from her.
Mine.
No one else had been there. Only my dick. My cum was inside her.
I didn’t want to leave her here. She belonged with me.
Closing her legs with my hands, I reached for her good arm and pulled her to me and pressed a kiss to her temple.
Mal was going to kill me, but I didn’t fucking care.