Breaking the Bully

A shudder wracks me so hard, my teeth momentarily chatter. “Christ, don’t say that, baby. Fuck.” I’m a disgusting animal now, ripping down my zipper and shoving my hand inside, beating off the raw length of my cock, my eyes traveling from her face, to her tits, to her cunt. Then circling back and starting at the beginning, hoarse nothings falling from my lips. And Allie seems to sense my desperation, because she peels down her panties and kicks them away, baring herself to the rain.

Ironically, when I should ultimately explode, because the vision she creates is such perfection, I’m imbued with purpose, instead. With responsibility.

As soon as her pussy is out, all I can think about is licking it, giving her an orgasm and my own sexual pain takes an immediate back seat, my jerking hand slowing in the lap of my jeans. I’m hypnotized by the sight of Allie’s little sex. Her hair-dusted lips, the valley that runs all the way to her asshole—and goddamn, she even lifts her knees up and lets me see. Lets me look all the way to her back entrance, the rain slicking every tight, supple inch.

“Can I touch you anywhere I want?”

She nods eagerly, holds her breath.

I hold mine, too, my palms skating up her inner thighs and pushing them apart, spreading the pink slit between her legs, revealing the secrets I want to learn. Need to know or I’ll die unsatisfied. “Tell me when I do something that feels good.” Slowly, I trace a thumb down the split of her pussy and her back arches, her gasp mingling with the rain. “There,” I say in a rush, finally exhaling, tracing the edges of the nub that made her eyes roll back in her head. “Can I lick you here, baby?”

Her hands fly to the ground, fingers digging into the soil. “Yes.”

Oh my God. I get to give her head.

I’m down on my stomach in a heartbeat, rubbing my nose through her slick folds, inhaling Allie, the rain, something peachy, gently dragging my tongue side to side over that hooded button. And I watch in drugged wonder as a little pearl peeks out, the sight of it making my cock pound, my tongue licking toward it automatically, on reflex…and Allie loses her fucking mind. A sound—half-whimper, half-scream—fills my ears, her fingers spearing into my hair, pulling me closer.

It’s like winning a gold medal at the Olympics. Knowing I found the spot that could get that reaction out of my girl has me humping the ground restlessly, my tongue worshipping, worshipping that pretty bud, my eyes tearing from her yanking my hair so hard, that salty moisture mixing with the rain and her arousal, making everything slippery, delicious, juicy until I’m devouring her, vacillating between French kissing her drenched little pussy and teasing that swelling nub, her cries making the sweetest music in my ears.

“Moore. Moore. Don’t stop. Don’t. Pleasepleaseplease.”

When she comes, I swear to God, the taste of her is so sweet, so incredible, I go a little insane. I need every drop. Need it so bad, I screw my tongue up inside of her, growling for more, my hands scooping beneath her to clutch her ass cheeks, squeezing, begging, demanding. “More,” I pant, licking mindlessly. “More, more, more. Baby, please.”

I’m prepared to stay there until the next century, wringing more and more pleasure from her pussy, but she’s tugging me upward, welcoming my hips into the cradle of her thighs now—and that’s when the fact that I’m sick and horny and aching comes roaring back.

“You’re ready for cock, Allie.”

“Yes. Yes.”

“I don’t have a condom. I don’t—”

“I’m on the pill. I went to the doctor myself. You can…”

“I can?”

With a choked sound, I take hold of my shaft and press it to her tightness, my life flashing in front of my eyes when I slide in a single inch and the wet flesh cinches up around me. Clenching like a fist.

“Oh. Fuck.” I drop my face into her neck, raking my teeth against it, my hips burning with the need to thrust. Claim. Pound her into the ground. “I lied to you, Allie. I lied. I’ve never been with anyone like this. I’ve never wanted to touch anyone but you. Never been hard for anything but this…” I force in another inch, wincing, starting to sweat. “This sweet little Allie pussy. I wanted inside of it so bad and now I can’t get halfway in without unloading. I’ve just got so much come for you. Christ, it hurts. My balls are so fucking heavy, baby.”

I search Allie’s flushed face and find her looking at me in wonder, surprise. “You’re a virgin, too?” she whispers, rain dappling her lips. “You…waited for me.”

My nod is jerky, teeth clenched. “You really haven’t figured it out yet? You can’t tell I’m obsessed with you?” I drop hard kisses all over her face, her hair, her neck. “You can’t tell I would murder, lie and steal to have you look at me?”