Make Her Mine

And somehow, that’s more frightening than anything he plans on doing to me tonight.

He dives back into me, his tongue dragging over my clit now, and I don’t have time to think about anything else. “Oh my god,” I moan. “Oh … fuck. Right there. Right…ohhh!” I clench my teeth, digging my fists into the sheets around me as he punishes me with his tongue, lapping at me ruthlessly, over and over on the same sensitive spot until I can hardly breathe between lashes.

When I come, it’s deafening. Something halfway between a moan and a cry for mercy, my whole body seizing on his bed. My hands abandon the sheets to grab his messy blond hair and pull him deeper into me. His face crushes against my hips, his breath hot and unsteady on my skin. I’ve never come so hard in my life, and to be honest, I didn’t know I could. I didn’t know an orgasm could make my entire body spasm—from my head to my heart to my pussy.

He doesn’t give me time to recover. I’ve hardly caught my breath before he’s flipping me over and pressing his nose into the flesh of my bare ass to tongue my sex from behind. Before I know it, I’m spiking right back into another climax, my vision going dim at the edges. I reach behind me to grab his hair, trying to pull him closer, but the wave of pure pleasure takes me over again, and I lose control of my limbs as he plumps my ass between his fingers and pushes me over the edge with his mouth.

“Fucking hell, you sound so good,” he groans when he finally pulls away, though almost immediately he drops a finger to my entrance, tracing the outline of my sex. Before he can overwhelm me again, I sit up and turn around, catching his face between my hands to drag him into a long, deep kiss. I can taste myself on his lips, a salty sweet tang, and underneath it, the flavor from the gum he chewed on the way here.

It makes my head swim. Lights a fire beneath my skin. As we kiss, I pull him down with me onto the bed, our tongues twirling together, until we’re tangled together.

“We’re not done, Skye. Not by a long shot,” he says and another tremor of anticipation works its way through my body.

He tugs me sideways, and I roll on top of him. I catch myself on my hands and knees and stare down in awe at his thick, muscular body spread out beneath me. He’s still fully clothed, and my pulse spikes as I shove his T-shirt over his head. He’s got another tattoo on his chest—intricate wings that span his bronze skin, their tips positioned right at highest point of his shoulders. With his body, and that intense look he’s giving me right now, I can almost picture this man in the ring, sweat dripping down his muscles, his hands fast and unrelenting.

It’s a shame I never got to see him fight.

Sighing, I race my hands over the expanse of his chest tattoo. “What should we—” I start and a slow grin lights his face. “What next?”

He chuckles at my breathlessness then his fingers down my spine, stopping them to grip my bare ass. Pumping my flesh in his calloused hands—hands I’ll dream about long after this is over—he tilts his head to one side. “Use me, Skye.”

Suddenly, I’m overcome with desire. I’ve only given a handful of blowjobs ever, and usually only because guys asked me to or shoved their dicks into my mouth. For the first time, though, I find myself wanting to initiate. Wanting to be brave and take the lead. Maybe it’s the way he gazes up at me, blue eyes suddenly dark and hooded, so attracted to me that I feel irresistible just watching him.

“Okay,” I whisper, and I dip my head to kiss my way down his taut stomach as I slide myself down his body and unzip his jeans. His happy trail tickles my nose as I go, and when I inhale, I breathe in his scent. It’s woodsy—heady and totally irresistible. Like pine and spice, salt and male all rolled into one. I jerk at his jeans, my fingers anxious, so he helps me out by kicking them off—underwear and all.

For a moment, I lean away from him and just stare down at his cock. I knew it would be epic—I felt it against me last night when we kissed and the man was definitely packing. Still, seeing it in person is a whole new experience. Seeing it in person takes my breath away. He’s got to be at least ten inches and he’s thick—can’t-close-my-hand-to-jerk-him-off thick.

I let out a shaky sigh, and he chuckles. “It fits, beautiful girl. I promise it fits.”

Says the man with the enormous dick.

Regaining my confidence, I focus my attention back to what I set out to do—get him off. Correction, give him the kind of orgasm he just gave me. As I finish slipping down his body, his hard cock slides up mine. It trails over my belly button, between my breasts, and I savor the slick feel of him, grinning when he twitches against me once, twice, three times.

By the time his thick tip slides along my neck, a faint, cool, wet sensation prickles my skin.

I dip my head fast to catch the last drop of pre-cum, licking it off him in one swipe, and he throws his head back and groans with desire.

This is going to be fun.

9

Stone

She’s a goddess. That’s all I can think as her lips close around my cock, sucking me so hard I feel it in my balls. One of her hands grips my ass, and the other one toys with my balls, gripping just enough to send shockwaves through my nerves. I bury my fist in her hair and urge myself deeper into her hot mouth.

The sensation of her enveloping my dick is enough to nearly set me over the edge. I grit my teeth to regain control of myself, though it’s nearly fucking impossible while I’m watching and feeling her red lips clamp around me, her mouth sliding up and down my cock, her blue eyes glancing up to fixate on mine.

Fuck. I’ve never had a woman meet my eyes the way she does while she’s going down. It’s a turn on I want to repeat, over and over again.

Circling my tip, she brings both hands up to wrap around the base of my cock and squeezes—just enough to cut off the blood fl

ow and make every lick, suck, and glide of her hot tongue feel ten times more powerful. When she starts to move faster, sucking harder as she goes, I know it won’t be long before she brings me to the finish.

I’m not ready to let this end yet.

I yank back on her black hair, catching her giant blue eyes again. She frowns and tries to keep lapping at me, but I shake my head, holding her in place. Seeing her so greedy to make me come does wonders for my dick and I already know I won’t be able to get enough of this girl tonight.

“Not yet,” I say, and she straight-up pouts.