Page 84 of Ruthless Touch

There’s no slowing down now.

We’ve lit the match and ignited what’s been building all evening long.

Gun breaks from my mouth long enough for me to yank his shirt up and over his head. Then his mouth is on mine again, hot and demanding.

He’s kissing me deep enough that I couldn’t hold onto my wits even if I wanted to. All thoughts vanish as I’m swept up in him and this charged moment.

His tongue tangles with mine, then he’s nipping and sucking at me. He’s biting at my jaw and throat as his mouth travels and his hands do too.

I tip my head back and moan as he wedges a hand between my thighs and cups my pussy through the clingy fabric of my leggings. He grinds the base of his palm into me, the instant friction between his grip and the fabric like torture.

It only makes me wetter. Makes the thin stretchy fabric slick with my arousal.

He knows this as he sucks at my throat and my entire body thrums in approval. I slide my fingers into his hair and drag his mouth back to mine, punishing him in my own way—panting and moaning and grinding back against his ministrations.

We tease each other like this ’til it’s no longer enough and we’re switching up again.

Gun’s sliding his hand down the front of my leggings, and I’m wrapping my limbs around him like a black widow about to feed. His fingers brush my smooth pussy lips before he parts my folds and slides inside me.

“Fuck, Goyangi…” he groans. “You’re already so fucking wet. Does your tight little pussy want my cock?”

I’m left shuddering after he slides his fingers in and out of me then flicks my clit. I’m in need of relief and not patient enough to wait for it.

It’s my turn to flip us, using my hips and thighs. I push Gun back, suddenly astride him as I sit up and fumble behind me to undo the clasp on my sports bra. The second its slipped down my arms and away from my chest, Gun’s greedily taking over. His palms fill up with my breasts as I come back down on him for more kisses.

He toys with my piercings like he always does in moments like these, pinching and tugging to more sharp moans and gasps from me.

His erection prods my thigh as I straddle him, large and stiff and impossible to ignore. He’s as turned on as I am.

We’ve spent long enough teasing and torturing each other. We won’t even bother pretending like the other doesn’t want this.

Our hands move in blurred motion as we quickly get rid of the last barriers between us. I shimmy out of my leggings while he shoves down his pants and boxers and frees himself.

His erection stands proud, throbbing and dripping with precum. I pause long enough to run my tongue across his head and lick it up, making the veins in his neck protrude as he releases a thick groan of approval.

Then I’m mounting him. I’m positioning myself over him and his throbbing cock and sinking down to take him whole.

The sound we both make is primitive. It’s throaty and hoarse, thickened by the instant pleasure we give each other.

His big dick filling me up. My soft, wet pussy clenching around him.

Gun’s hands come to my ass and thighs. He squeezes my ass cheek as if to encourage me. But I don’t need to be told what to do—my hips start moving on their own, rising and falling.

I’ve sat up, my knees pinned to either side of him, as I slip into a bouncing motion. My breasts bounce along too, all for his viewing pleasure.

“God damn…” he groans. “You’re so fucking sexy, Goyangi. Bouncing on my cock like the greedy little thing you are.”

I only ride him harder, closing my eyes and working my hips in deeper, longer undulations. He palms my ass and keeps me going, his other hand snaking up to my breasts.

The rhythm we’ve developed is hard and frantic. We pant along as pleasure streaks through us, and we come back again and again for more.

I change the motion of my hips, grinding against him in more of a circle. It feels so good, an involuntary shiver quakes through me. My pussy contracts around his dick, and he responds with a buck of his own hips as if beyond his control.

His hand comes up behind my head, his fingers gripping my braids like rope, and he brings me down on top of him.

Now I’m braced above him, legs spread wide, his dick buried deep and our mouths inches apart. We come together in a kiss as we move as one.

Gun’s big dick feels like it’s deep enough to split me open. The pressure against the back of my pussy is so intense, I’m right on the verge of coming.