Forced Series Box Set (Forced 1-5)

I hit the treadmill to loosen up any lingering tightness from the weights. The tension didn’t leave. Instead, it ramped up the more I thought about her, about the things I would do to her in less than an hour.

I gave up. The sooner I could get to her, the sooner I could get the real release I wanted. I showered and changed, only halfway attuned to the locker room banter flying around me. I nodded and laughed along to the jokes and cutting up by my teammates, but I was phoning it in. My head was with Renna.

I hurried across the quad, the leaves swirling around and crunching underfoot. A cute brunette passed me and asked if I knew which way Lewis Hall was. She batted her eyelashes and pressed her books into her nice tits, pushing them out of her top even more. I didn’t care. I didn’t want her. There was only one woman running through my mind.

After pointing the pouty brunette in the right direction, I restarted my clipped pace. Nothing would keep me from Renna.

I took the stairs two at a time to the suite. Unlocking the door took a painfully long time, though some part of me realized it was the same amount of time as always. I finally turned the handle and pushed inside.

I froze. My heart kicked against my ribs. Renna was on the couch on all fours, her wet pussy open and ready and the toy firmly embedded in her ass. I slammed the door behind me before anyone else in the hall got a look at her, at what was mine.

“Ready for me, little slut?”

She moaned and arched her back even more, pushing her ass out and tantalizing the fuck out of me.

I flipped the lock behind my back, unwilling to look at anything other than her. She glanced at me over her shoulder, her blues enticing me closer. I needed no enticement. My cock had been hard for the walk across the quad. Now it was like a rock, throbbing with the need to be inside her.

I kicked off my shoes, stripped my shirt, and strode toward her. I knelt behind her on the couch, placing my hands on her hips. I rubbed her in circles, so many thoughts of everything I wanted to do rushing through my mind.

I slid one hand down her cheek to her pink flesh. She trembled as I ghosted my fingers over her slick folds. My cock strained against my shorts. The tip was already wet, ready, demanding. Not yet. Not until I had a taste.

I pushed her off the couch so she was standing. Then I lay on my back and pulled her over me, snugging her knees on either side of me and walking her up to my face. I could smell her pussy, her need for me. My mouth watered.

“Grip the arm and don’t move your hands.” I didn’t recognize my own voice. It was tinged with a deeper sort of lust, something verging on criminal.

She complied, leaning forward and putting her pussy right where I wanted it, in my face. I put my hands on her ass and pulled her down until she covered me.

When my tongue made contact, my hips bucked. But my cock would have to wait its turn. I gave her a slow lick from hole to clit. She shivered above me. I wanted to devour her, to take all of her in my mouth. I tried to. I opened wide and ran my lips over her flesh, letting my tongue play along her center as I did so. She moved against my face and her breath rushed out.

“That’s it,” I said against her skin.

I pushed her higher on my face and sank my tongue into her slick entrance. She let out a low moan as I fucked her with my tongue. She constricted me perfectly, giving me a delectable tease of what she had in store for my cock. I opened my mouth wider and moved my upper lip against her clit, the nub needy and swollen.

She rocked into me, fucking my face just like I wanted her to. I relinquished her snug hole and turned my attentions to her clit. I seized it between my lips and hummed against it.

“Oh!” Renna ground down on me.

Her tits were plump above me. I was desperate to lick them, touch them, lash them with my cum. I rubbed my tongue over her clit at the thought. Her hips were working my mouth with reckless abandon, her tits jiggling maddeningly as she rode me.

As I licked her, I gripped her hip with one hand and moved the other down to the toy in her ass. I began turning it in a circle, rubbing the inside of her ass with its smooth body. Her hips moved more erratically and her breaths came in bursts of panting. I spun it faster as I furiously taunted her clit with my tongue.