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TEN

PIERCED

Theo

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My entire body began thrumming with energy the moment the word left her lips.

Thinking I could outrun how she made me feel was pointless.

It was my turn. With one word, she’d laid out exactly what she wanted from me.

With that single word, my entire fucking plan imploded. And I knew I was about to make the biggest mistake of my life. Because once I had her, there would be no going back.

Without another thought, I closed the distance between us, stopping at the foot of the bed and reaching for her. She didn’t hesitate to offer me her hand, and I pulled her to me.

With a gasp, she slid across the sheets until we were nose to nose. So close that her tits brushed my bare chest, her hard nipples poking through her dress, and I could feel each of her hurried breaths against my lips. We were so close that all I could smell was her. It was an intoxicating mix of warm vanilla and something spicier.

Our lips brushed once more as she pushed closer, but I dropped my head, kissing down her neck and inhaling more of her heady scent. My tongue skimmed along her collarbone, and the gasp that left her lips was the sweetest sound.

Her hands were suddenly clutching my shoulders, and I had to know immediately if she tasted as sweet and potent as she smelled. I gripped the backs of her thighs, lifted her up, and dropped her back to the bed.

The bottom of her dress fluttered up around her, the white fabric coming to rest high up on her waist and showing me her intricate white lace panties. Dropping my head back, I groaned toward the ceiling and took a moment to compose myself.

The moment did me no good, though. The woman splayed out before me, breathing heavily, blue eyes wide, and staring at me like she was hanging on to my every move, was going to be my undoing. She was an offering I had no right to take.

“Is this the ‘more’ you wanted?”

She nodded, her hands gripping the blankets beneath her as I ran a hand down the inside of one of her thighs. They fell apart the closer I got to her center, and her hips pressed upward, searching for my hand or some sort of pressure or friction.

“So needy,” I muttered, running my thumb down the center of her soaked panties.

Her hips surged again, and I looked up to find her biting her lower lip like she was trying to suppress those noises I’d been dreaming about. That wasn’t going to work.

“Let me hear you, Natalie,” I said, pushing her panties to the side and slipping one finger inside her wet, tight heat. She bucked up into my hand and released her bottom lip, letting a low, throaty moan free. “ Fuck, yes. Let me hear how much you wanted this.”

I added another finger, and another gasp was followed by a whimper as I slid against her G-spot.

“You poor fucking thing. This pussy needed attention, didn’t it?”

She nodded, and I continued. “You wanted me to throw you on the bed and finger your greedy little cunt until it’s ready for my cock.”

I didn’t wait for her to confirm what I already knew before I was on my knees, my face eye-level with her perfect cunt. It took no effort at all to pull her to the edge of the bed.

The white lace was gorgeous and damp. Leaning forward, I inhaled deeply and licked her through the fabric. The taste of her soaking through the lace spoke to all of my primal and distinctly inhibited impulses. The roaring inside me to touch and claim and fuck.

With one quick tug, I pulled her panties down her legs and tossed them on the floor.

Seeing her laid out before me, willing and eager, stirred my most carnal and base desires. I peered up the length of her body and watched her face as I leaned forward and truly tasted her, completely unimpeded, for the first time.

Her exquisite taste exploded on my tongue, and I was obsessed. I flattened my tongue against her, and licked up her slit, from her opening to her clit, over and over again. I replaced my fingers, plunging two inside of her as I lapped her clit and sucked it between my teeth.

Her hand plunged into my damp hair, her nails scraping against my scalp as her fingers twisted. She tugged slightly, and I craved that sensation. Like she was giving herself over to the overwhelming need just as I had.

Her hips moved up and down, little movements that revealed she wanted more. I looked up again to find her attention on the spot where my head disappeared between her legs.

And when our eyes locked, I pulled back just enough to speak between licks as my fingers continued to work inside of her.

“Grind against me, beautiful. Ride my face and come all over my tongue and fingers,” I instructed, and her eyes slid closed, her hand tightening in my hair. Her hips continued to move, only faster and more urgently.

I smiled against her cunt.

“ Fuck, ” she whimpered, and I added more pressure. My tongue deliberately stroked her aching clit while my fingers coaxed her orgasm nearer. I felt her clench a second before my name tumbled from her lips on a beautiful cry.

Replacing my tongue with my other hand, I stood and watched the ecstasy tear across her features. The orgasm seemed endless as she tightened around my fingers over and over again. And I swore it took all my focus not to release my own impending orgasm all over her stomach.

“You were so wound up,” I observed. “It only took a few minutes to get you to come harder than you ever have, isn’t that right?”

Her groan turned into a growl as her eyes popped open. She leaned forward and ripped her dress over her head before she said, “Fuck me, Theo.”

My lips tilted in a smile, and without hesitation, I tore the towel from my waist. No longer obstructed by the weight of the fabric, my cock bobbed and settled, pointing directly at her.

She leaned back on her elbows, legs still spread and her pussy dripping, as her eyes devoured me. They traveled down my chest, over my stomach, until they suddenly stopped just below my waist.

“You’re…” she began, sitting up to look closer. She stared at my dick like it was the eighth wonder of the world and then finally continued, “Pierced.”

I nodded and swept my fingers through the mess between her legs, using her release to start jacking myself. The sensation of my own hand wrapped around my cock was almost too much. Especially when she was staring at it with awe and curiosity.

I let her stare for a second more before I climbed over top of her and guided her backward, farther onto the bed. I couldn’t wait a second longer to be inside of her. There was an itch beneath my skin that wasn’t going to go away until I felt her clamping around me.

“I have an IUD,” she said as I reached for the bedside table to grab a condom. I immediately stopped.

I’d been tested a few weeks ago, and all of my results came back negative. Those results were still valid, too, thanks to the woman underneath me. I couldn’t have done anything that might have changed them.

“My little slut wants to take my cock raw?”

She shivered, eyes closing momentarily at my words, before she nodded and fixed me with a newly confident gaze.

“There’s something else you should know before we do this,” I said, gripping my length in my hand and running it through her folds.

I paused and rubbed the head over her clit in little circles, using the metal piercing at the tip for extra stimulation. While I did, she fought for the words to respond and to keep her eyes open.

“What?” she managed to say, and I bent my head down, coasting my lips over hers. Still playing her clit with the tip of my dick, she craned her neck in search of my mouth.

I realized then I still hadn’t kissed her. Our lips hadn’t touched more than to brush against each other like they just had. And I was ready to devour her. But not before I was inside of her.

“There’s no going back after this. No one else will ever compare after me,” I murmured against her lips, pressing the blunt head of my cock against her opening.

She nibbled on her bottom lip, and I licked at her mouth, eager to hear the thoughts I could see stirring behind her vivid blue eyes.

“Tell me, Nat,” I murmured, and her sigh was warm against my lips.

“Prove it,” she said with a cocky little grin. One that I greatly enjoyed wiping from her face when I thrust into her less than a second later. She barely got the words out before I was completely seated inside her, my hips flush with her ass and my eyes threatening to roll back in my head.

“Oh, fuck,” were the next words out of her mouth as her nails dug into my biceps. I stilled, giving her a moment to adjust to my size.

With our eyes locked, it was better than I ever could’ve imagined. Better than it had ever been before, and that thought spurred me to move.

I pulled out slowly, studying her expression and recognizing the first time she felt the piercing against her G-spot. She gasped as the metal slipped against her upper wall, and she tensed beneath me.

“Do that again,” she muttered, and I did. I pushed back in, still keeping my strokes slow as I teased that little spot, and let her feel every inch of me as I pulled back out. I repeated the rhythm until she was panting and writhing beneath me. Her hands roamed over my arms and shoulders, her hips tilted upward to meet mine, and I let go.

My hips snapped in a deliberate, even tempo, driving all the way in and touching every part of her on the way out. Her face contorted in pleasure. Her mouth dropped open on a gasp, and I reveled in the noises spilling from her lips.

Her brow furrowed, and she rocked beneath me, still searching for more.

I dropped all of my weight to my forearm on one side of her head and reached for a pillow just behind her head. I pushed it beneath her hips and drove into her deep.

A few expletives tumbled out of her mouth at the change in position, and I smiled until she tightened around me, and I nearly lost it.

I was lost in her. She was so warm and wet and I devoured every single one of her minute reactions. I committed every noise and movement to memory. I would have them all memorized by the time it was over.

“How good does it feel, Natalie?” I asked, and she moaned, her hands diving into my hair.

“So. Fucking. Good,” she said between thrusts.

“The cock you weren’t supposed to have. The last person you were supposed to let fuck you. That’s the best cock, isn’t it?”

She didn’t have to respond for me to know I was right.

My grip on her hip was punishing, and I snapped my hips in tandem with her eager, hurried breaths. Her tits bounced, and I leaned forward to lick over the curve of her breast before taking one of those pink nipples between my teeth. I bit and sucked and licked, and in the next second, she was gushing all over my cock.

God , did I want to extend it forever, but finally having her made it hard to hold back.

We would do it all again. I would have her again and again until we were both sated.

Kissing up her chest, I nipped at her collarbone and licked up her neck. In a few quick movements, I pushed my hands beneath her, crossed my arms behind her to grip her hips with the opposite hand, and pulled her up.

Without pulling out, I sat back and settled her on my cock. Her ass hit my thighs and drove me even deeper into her. Unaware that deeper existed until I found it.

Her arms fastened around my neck, and I tangled my fingers in her long, dark hair. It flowed down her back in simple waves, and it was too tempting not to run my fingers through and grip hard.

I tugged roughly enough to make her head snap back, giving me even better access to lavish kisses and bites along her neck. I pushed up into her at a punishing pace, and with each thrust, the tighter she grew. She was making a mess of both of us, the way she creamed all over my cock. With my free hand, I palmed her ass and guided her up and down over me.

She was so wet that I easily slipped in and out, and I felt my own orgasm barreling toward me at top speed. But I wasn’t done with her. I needed one more.

Just one. For now.

“Such a good little slut, taking this cock like you were made to do it.”

She clenched, but my movements didn’t stutter, although it became harder to speak.

“You’re so greedy for it, clenching so hard and eager to come,” I growled into her skin. “Are you going to come all over my cock, Natalie?”

She tried to nod, but I still had a hold of her hair. I loosened my grip because I wanted to see her eyes.

Her head dropped forward, and her eyes locked on mine. She was drunk with pleasure, liquid in my hands, but still able to bounce and grind on top of me.

Skin slapping and our breaths mixing, I held her tangled hair in my hand so she had no choice but to stare right at me.

“This is only a taste of what it’s like to be my little slut.” She whimpered at my words, and I smiled. “ God, I can feel you trembling. How long has it been since someone’s fucked you right?”

Her eyes began to close, but I yanked on her hair. Startled, they flew open, immediately settling on me.

“Eyes on me, Natalie. I want to watch you fall apart on my lap.”

Her nails dug into my skin, and she fought my grip on her hair to lean closer. I loosened my hold, and her teeth sunk into my shoulder as she tightened around my cock. I held her closer as she fell apart, just as I wanted. She pulsed around me, and she moaned into my skin. The pain from her bite was sharp and made the pleasure pulsing through me more vivid.

Through the first wave, she leaned back, closing her eyes and letting the intense pleasure wash over her. The sight of her completely coming undone sent me over the edge, too.

My own orgasm consuming me, I stilled as my release pumped deep inside of her. Perfect sounds were still spilling from her lips, and all I wanted to do was taste them. Finally, my mouth crashed down over hers.

Yes, yes, yes, I chanted in my head.

I cupped her cheek, brushing my thumb over her cheekbone as she tilted her head to the side.

She eagerly kissed me back, her fingers in my hair tugging me closer. And those sounds on her lips tasted better than I ever expected. Our tongues danced together as she continued to writhe on top of me, and my hands memorized every inch of her skin.

I kissed her possessively, a whirlwind of lips, teeth, and tongue. It was thorough, commanding, and reckless.