Uncivilized (Uncivilized 1)

"Holy fuck," I say in astonishment. "I'm betting he got an eye and earful."

Moira giggles as she pulls the top of her dress up and rolls to the side to straighten out the folds of the skirt portion. "His car smells like sex. He's going to have to spray this down."

I reach out and grab ahold of her shoulders, pulling her into me for a swift kiss. "I love the way it smells. All musky and sweet like you. In fact, I want to get you in the house so I can do that again to you."

Pulling away, I reach for the car door, but Moira's words halt me. "Actually... I was hoping we could do something else tonight."

I turn to look at her, my eyebrows raised in expectation. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well," she drawls out. "I've had a few drinks... and you just gave me a massive orgasm. I'm feeling so relaxed."

I look at her in curiosity and wait for her to tell me exactly what she wants.

"So relaxed," she continues, as if she's leading up to a big, secretive reveal. "I think I want to give you my ass tonight."

A groan rips out of my throat as lust sizzles through my body. My dick goes so hard that it feels like it could cut through steel. I grab her hand, throwing the door open so suddenly that the driver yelps and jumps away as I drag Moira out of the car.

"Thanks for the ride," I tell the driver as I bend down and haul Moira up over my shoulder.

"Yeah, thanks for the ride," she calls out to him as I bound up the porch steps and practically kick my own door open.

Chapter 26

Moira

Zach carries me in a fireman's hold into the house, slamming the door behind with his foot. Straight down the small hallway and into the bathroom.

As he sets me down gently on my feet, I look at him. His eyes are fierce and his body is practically vibrating with energy.

"Get undressed," he orders me as he turns the shower on.

"But... I'm ready--"

"No talking, Moira," he says with unrestrained hunger. "For tonight... I'm in absolute control."

Turning my back to him, I say softly, "I need you to unzip me."

Zach steps in close to my body and rests his fingers on my shoulders. I can feel them shaking, and the knowledge that he's about to come undone almost causes my knees to buckle. He leans down and bites me on my shoulder, then drags the zipper down my back. Reaching up, he gently pushes the material down past my breasts, ribs, hips, and lets it pool to the floor.

Then he steps away and starts taking his own clothes off, his eyes burning into me the entire time.

The shower is so small, it barely fits the two of us in there, but I find a benefit to that. He's pressed up close to me, my back to his front. I watch as his large hands take the body wash and squirts a large puddle into his palm. Holding his arms out in front of me so I can see, he slowly lathers his hands up and my breath catches in my chest. Because I know what he's going to do with those slick, soapy fingers.

The hot water cascades around us as Zach tells me, "Bend over and put your hands on the wall."

I immediately comply and suck in a deep breath as he starts massaging the lather into my butt cheeks. Working closer to my ass, he surprises me when he moves one hand around my front to slip a finger into my pussy, massaging my inner walls and causing me to sigh in pleasure. His finger slips out and pulls up, now rubbing in circles around my clit as his other hand continues to knead at one of my ass cheeks.

Faster and faster he rubs at my sensitive knot until an orgasm quakes through me, leaving me shaking, yet oddly still needful.

Because I know we are only just getting started.

"Beautiful," Zach murmurs as he slides his finger back to my anus, where he gently circles it. The lather has been washed away, so he grabs the body wash again, pouring it directly onto my ass and bringing his finger up to catch the creamy slickness.

When his finger comes back down to my back entrance, he gently pushes against me, slipping his finger in all the way. My body stretches nicely around him, and I groan over the feeling. My nerve endings are sparking hot and with no will of my own, I start pushing my backside against his finger.

Zach brings his free hand down with a stinging slap to my ass, causing me to yelp. He chuckles but then says darkly, "No moving. I've got a lot more to give you, and I don't want you to get hurt."

As if to prove his ominous message, Zach pulls his finger out, and then starts to push two back in.

Oh, well... okay, that feels a bit different. There's a slight sting around the opening, but he goes slowly. As I take a sucking breath into my lungs, he pushes both digits all the way in deeply. Holding still for a few moments, he starts to gently move them in and out of me, letting my tight passage stretch and accommodate. The stinging sensation diminishes, and Zach knows I'm ready for more because of the soft moans fluttering over my lips. It's torture, but I keep my body absolutely still so he can work at his own pace.

Zach pulls his fingers free, adds more body wash, and then says, "Hold on, baby. I'm giving you one more finger."

Anxiety tightens my chest as I prepare for the invasion, but he goes so slowly... so gently, that I'm amazed that the stinging is no greater than when he put two fingers inside of me. He thrusts them in deeply and pulls them back with exquisite tenderness. In and out, in and out, and a pleasurable convulsion rumbles through me. I can't help it... I push back against him, wanting to feel him even deeper, and I'm rewarded with another crack of his palm on my ass.

"Ooohhh," I moan, because the hurt actually feels so good.

Zach pumps his fingers in deep again, and then stills for a moment. Suddenly, the most intense feeling occurs... fullness such as I've never felt back there as I realize he's pulling his fingers apart, stretching me even further. It feels amazing, and I think I could come this way if he kept at it.

Reaching around my chest with an arm, Zach pulls me up into a standing position with his fingers still deep inside of me. He leans his head in and nuzzles at my temple. "Okay, I want you to ride my fingers for a bit."

My head falls back onto his shoulder with surrender, and my hips immediately start gyrating and pumping against his hand. He doesn't help me at all, keeping his hand absolutely still, but soon I learn a rhythm and then I'm grinding down on him, feeling the knuckles at the base of his fingers pushing against my pussy lips.

Zach hisses against me. "Fuck, that's sexy."

He drops his hand down that is holding me up by the chest, bringing it to my front. Pushing his way past the slick folds, he pinches my clit lightly between his thumb and forefinger and then I'm shrieking out as I start to climax violently.

"Yes, oh yes," I cry over and over again. "Fuck... Fuck."

When my tremors slow but not cease, Zach pulls his fingers out of me and leans over to turn the shower off. He steps out first and sweeps me up into his arms, which is a good thing because I'm absolutely boneless and weakened.

Zach carries me into the bedroom and practically tosses me onto the bed, soaking wet. I start to turn over on my stomach, but he says, "Don't. I want you on your back when I do this."

"My back?" I ask in confusion, thinking maybe that last orgasm rendered me stupid. I thought we needed to do "this" doggie style.

"Trust me," he says with a grin as he leans over to the bedside table and opens the drawer. My heart starts a stuttering thump when I see him pull out the lube and toss it on the bed beside me. He then reaches out and pulls out a flesh-colored, vibrating dildo that's not mine. I've never even seen it before. Turning to me, his look is sinful when he turns the base and it starts buzzing.

Holding it out for me to inspect, he says, "I bought this on Amazon. It's got a butterfly on the front to hold against your clit, and it's eight solid inches that I'm going to fill your pussy with when I'm fucking your ass."

My entire body shudders over the thought... over Zach's filthy words... and by the unrestrained lust I see in his eyes. My gaze flicks downward, and his cock is practically sticking straight up. I'm not sure I've ever seen it this hard. I reach my hand out to touch him, but he steps away from me.

"No touching. I almost fucking came in the shower just watching what I was doing to you," he says in a moment of complete and utter honesty. "Now lay back and spread your legs for me."

I ease back onto the bed, making sure there's enough room for him to crawl up and join me. My heart is thundering, and I've never been more wildly excited for something in my entire life. I'm giving something to Zach that I've never given to another person, and he's accepting something he's never had before.

Zach crawls onto the bed and kneels down in between my legs. He turns the dildo off, placing it next to my hip. I eye it with fascination. Reaching out, he puts his hands on my breasts and gently squeezes them for a moment. Then his hands move to my face and he leans in and kisses me, softly and deeply... with quiet hunger.

When he pulls back, he places his hands under the backs of my knees and spreads my legs wider, lifting up and pushing them back... way back... until the tops of my thighs mash against my breasts and my ass lifts off the bed. I'm splayed open for him, completely vulnerable.

"Put your hands here," Zach indicates with a nod to where he's holding my legs. "I need you to hold yourself open like this for me."

A rushing gasp of air pours out of me, and I suck another lungful back in. "Where in the world did you learn this?" I ask him in wonder as my hands come up to hold my legs in place. He seems to know exactly what he's doing, and I'm amazed.