Revive (Storm MC 3)

“Nash, for fuck’s sake, we’re adults and both know what we want. If you don’t take care of me tonight, I’m just going to go and find some random guy to do it.”

Hell, no fucking way was she doing that. I’d take care of her before I’d let another guy get his hands on her. “You just remember you fuckin’ said that, okay?” I growled, and resumed dragging her towards my bedroom.

When we hit the bedroom, I spun around and pulled her roughly to me. My mouth came down on hers and I devoured her with my lips and tongue. She tasted of bourbon and smelt like some kind of lolly I couldn’t quite work out in my lust filled haze. I ran my hands down her back and over her ass, letting one hand slide down between her ass cheeks. I slightly parted her legs while at the same time, lifting her closer to me. She moaned into my mouth and her tongue frantically sought mine.

We kissed each other for another heat filled few minutes before I pulled my mouth from hers. I moved one of my hands around to her front and slid it under her dress, in search of her panties. Quickly finding what I was looking for, I slipped a finger into the wetness that was her pussy. With the hand I had behind her, I tilted her ass so that her pussy lifted up and forward, and she whimpered at the pleasure that caused.

“You like that, baby?”

Nodding, she begged, “Please, don’t stop.”

I brushed my lips against hers again before promising, “There’s no chance of that, sweet thing.”

My finger continued to trace the inside of her pussy and I added another while using my thumb to massage her clit. Her head lolled back, and her mouth spread out in a sexy smile before she bit her lip. Fuck, I craved those teeth on me. I dipped my head to her neck and licked a trail up to her lips. She opened her mouth and let me in, and I took it; I took everything she offered and more. My fingers worked harder and faster; the need to make her come consumed me. I was so fucking turned on by the sight of her writhing in pleasure, the smell of sex in the air and the sounds she was making that my mind was exploding like fucking fireworks on New Years.

Her pussy tightened and convulsed around my fingers as she found her release. When she orgasmed, she cried out my name and it was the sweetest fucking thing I’d ever heard. My dick banged against my pants, demanding to be let out, but my mouth won out in it’s intense desire to taste her.

I held her tighter as she sagged against me. “My mouth wants your cunt, Velvet,” I rasped.

Her eyes found mine and she smiled again. She brought her face closer and flicked her tongue out to lick my lips before pleading with me, “It’s all yours, Nash. You have no idea how much I want your lips on me and your tongue in me.”

A growl escaped from my chest, and then I gave her what we both wanted.

I dropped to my knees and pushed her dress up. The sight that greeted me nearly made me blow my load on the spot. A strip of black lace barely covered her pussy and a bow sat at the top of it. Like a fucking present for me to unwrap. Gripping her ass with both hands, I pulled her to my mouth. Her scent was intoxicating and I couldn’t hold myself back; I inhaled her pussy and memorised the smell so I could remember it in times of need.

Her hand clutched my head and desperate fingers pulled my hair; pulled my face closer to her. I wasn’t arguing; my need was as frantic as hers. The strip of black lace hit the ground less than a minute later and Velvet’s glory was revealed to me. I feasted on the sight for a moment before I moved in to enjoy the feast with my mouth.

Heaven.

Velvet’s cunt was like the Garden of fucking Eden.

She pulled harder on my hair and moaned as my tongue entered her. Her moans caressed my cock and fueled my greed for her, and I licked and sucked her in a frenzied rhythm.

“Nash....yes...” her throaty voice begged me to keep going.

I could have eaten her for fucking days, she tasted that good. Pussys were my forte; I’d fucked enough of them to know what I was doing, and I couldn’t get enough of them. But a newfound hunger was filling me; a hunger that, even in my scrambled, Velvet-filled mind, I was sure only this pussy would sate.

Her hand moved from my head to the side of my face, and h

er gentle touch jolted me. It had been soft, but it affected me in a way I hadn’t been affected in years. I growled and yanked my face away from her and stood up. My cock had finally won the battle; I was going to fuck her now like she’d never been fucked.

The room was silent around us, but we were screaming at each other with our eyes, with our bodies. This night had been coming for too long, and we both needed a release from the built up sexual tension. I stepped closer to her and pulled her dress over her head. My eyes dropped to her chest and I sucked in a breath. Velvet was more beautiful than I’d remembered.

“You like the goods?” she asked, cutting through the haze I was in.

Without taking my eyes off her tits, I murmured, “Oh baby, you’ve got no fuckin’ idea.”

She reached out and undid my belt and then lowered my zip. Her hand slid into my pants and a moment later, bliss gripped me when she held my cock for the first time.

“Fuck,” I hissed.

She cupped my chin and lifted my face so that our eyes met again while her other hand stroked me. “I need you to show me what you can do with your cock.”

I grinned, and ripped my shirt off. “Babe, how ‘bout you take the rest of my clothes off and then I’ll give you the ride of your life. This cock was made for your fuckin’ pleasure.”

She continued to lazily massage my dick, and I raised my brow at her.

“What?” she asked with a teasing glint in her eye.