Page 29 of Marked for Execution
She was quietly scrutinizing me; her breaths came out in shallow pants. My fingers rubbed under her panties and moved up to her waist. She didn’t move, I took that as a good sign.
A hard slap to my face came out of nowhere, stinging like a bitch. She definitely didnothit like a girl, the full force of what she had been trying to tell me demonstrated in that one hit.
I guess she wasn’t lying after all.
Suddenly, she grabbed my face and pressed her lips against mine, grinding her damp panties against my hard cock. I groaned into her mouth, reveling in the way she took over. For once, I was grateful for a command—one that came from a tiny little spitfire that wanted to unravel me from the inside.
It had been years since I touched a woman—years since I even wanted to. What was it about this girl that made me fall so easily?
Her tongue tentatively touched the seam of my lips, and I opened up for her exploration. She was new to kissing, this I could tell. I could teach her whatever she wanted to know. When her tongue touched mine, I took the lead and dueled with hers. She loved a challenge, especially when it came from me. It ignited her ire, and I loved it. Just as I imagined, she came to life, fighting for dominance in the kiss. Her delicate hands caressed my scruff and scratched my face with unrestrained need.
I flipped her over and she kept her legs wrapped around me. My lips traveled from her mouth to her jaw and down her neck as my hands ripped off the scrap of fabric in my way. She gasped and threw her head back, cradling my face as I kissed and sucked her skin. My body felt on fire; the shirt she had on only made me angrier as it blocked me from her body. I ripped it off her and she screeched as I shoved down my boxers and rubbed my hard shaft against her wet pussy lips.
“Fuck,Sili. You’re so wet for me. Do you feel it? I want to drown in you.”
“Oh, my god.”
My mouth latched onto her pert nipple and sucked hard. Rolling it around with my tongue, my other hand ran along her ribs.She was too small. I needed to feed her more.The scent of her arousal called to me and made my mouth water. Popping the nipple out of my mouth, I pushed the back of her legs against her shoulders and licked up the seam of her swollen pussy lips.
“Fuck, you taste so good.” I groaned against her. Another lick up towards her clit, and she clamped her legs around me, hard.
When I dove my tongue inside of her, she undulated, and her grip on me increased to an uncomfortable level. Using extra strength, I pried her legs apart and ate her like a starved man. I was starved—starved for a girl I had no business doing this with.
Why did this make me hotter? I had self-anointed myself as her guardian, and now I was licking her cunt. How much more wrong could this get?
“Oh my god, don’t stop.”
Hell fucking no, I wouldn’t stop.
Dropping one of her legs, I sucked on her clit and rolled it in my mouth as my finger dove into her wet entrance. Her pussy squeezed my fingers, and my dick jumped, thinking of how she’d squeeze my cock when I buried myself inside of her.
“Sili.” I whispered against her pussy. “tell me you want me. Tell me you want this.”
A rejection from her might snap me out of this lust-filled haze.Hopefully.Her hesitation had me diving my tongue inside of her in hopes of persuading her answer. I was such an asshole, but I knew she loved it. The way her fingers laced through my hair and pulled told me she didn’t want me going anywhere.
When her thighs quivered, I knew she was close. I increased my efforts in licking and sucking; my hands firmly gripped her ass until she cried out in pleasure, her hips wild against my face.
Before her pleasure could die down, I rubbed the head of my cock against her entrance, slipping my head in and out of her teasingly, silently asking her to reject me before I lost my damn mind.
The little minx widened her legs, grabbed my ass and pulled me in, plunged me inside, surrounded my cock with her inferno.
I was lost in lust, lost in longing, lost in a sense of loneliness I never knew I was drowning in as my mouth covered hers and my hips began to pound her into the ground. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, and I shuddered. Her hands roamed my back, feeling every scar I had accumulated over the years of my existence—a battle-worn body not worthy of the delicate beauty beneath me.
Fuck if I didn’t want to keep her secrets all for myself.
She cried against my mouth when I twisted my hips on the next thrust and my tongue dove inside, stealing it all for only me. I had been greedy for her attention, not understanding why Reed pissed me the fuck off. Now I knew. The truth I had tried to bury inside of me flooded through as I threw one of her legs over my shoulder and rammed into her pussy, making sure she felt me even after we were done.
Her legs tightened and so did my balls, reading her body, adjusting to everything she enjoyed. Turning her to her side, I pushed the back of her leg up, letting me finger her clit as I continued to bury myself inside of her.
Her pussy fluttered and my balls tightened with pain as I forced myself to hold off on my release until she found hers.
When she cried, my fingers pinched and pulled at her nub, loving the way her pussy flooded my dick making squelching noises with every thrust.
When I pulled out, she cried in distress, until I pushed her onto her back and fisted my cock over her chest. I needed to protect her. I couldn’t run the risk of getting her pregnant in a time like this.
Her eyes glazed over with lust as she watched at me stroke my cock and twist my wrist.
“I’m going to cum on your tits. Would you like that? Fuck, your tits are beautiful. I want to mark them with my cum and rub it all over you.”