Payback (Dueling Devils 2)

Chill bumps broke out over her flesh and she circled his waist with her legs.

“That’s my girl.” He walked them to the shower and carefully stepped beneath the warm spray. Leaning her against the wall, he took her mouth again and the world around them faded to the background.

She buried her hands in his wet hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss. His cock nudged her entrance as he slid between her lips. She bucked against him, eager to stop the incessant ache.

“Not yet, sweet girl. Not yet,” he whispered, “Stand up.” She released him, reluctantly and he grabbed the soap hanging on a white wire rack. Squeezing a dollop in his hand, he offered up the brown bottle. The earthy scent filled the space. They washed one another thoroughly. Everything ached. She rubbed her thighs together.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m going to take care of you. I’ve been waiting on this meal for days.” They stepped out of the shower and he grabbed a towel, rubbing her down.

The gentleness his rough hands were capable of dolling out floored her. She blinked and found herself laid on the bed with her legs spread. With him, her losing time was a common occurrence. He overloaded her circuits.

D buried his face in between her thighs and licked a path up her slippery slit. Her hips came up and he chuckled. “My baby is ready for me, isn’t she?” He slid her legs over his shoulders. His tongue circled her entranced and she moaned, winding her fingers in his thick hair. He plunged his stiff tongue inside.

Her hips jerked off the bed and she rode his face. “So good, Jonah. OH God, so good.” He sucked her swollen bundle of nerves into his mouth and she dug her heels into his back. He moaned, sending vibrations through her body. Her legs trembled. The pressure built and she bit her lip to keep from screaming. He squeezed her thighs with his rough hands and she splintered into a million pieces. Stars burst beneath her eyelids and the image of his dark head between her legs etched itself on her brain.

When she came back to herself, he was still between her legs.

“Jonah?” She licked her lips.

“I know you came, but I can’t get enough of your pretty pussy baby.”

Her stomach fluttered.

He pushed two fingers inside her slick core and she gripped the sheets. “You like that?” he pumped roughly. “We have to make sure you’re ready for me.”

“I’m ready,” she said breathlessly.

He circled her walls. “Are you sure?”

“Jonah,” she snapped.

He laughed. “Alright, I’m done teasing. We’re going to do things differently. I want to see you when you come. I want to watch your eyes when you come apart for me.” He gently placed her legs down and stood, sinking down on the edge of the bed. “I want you to ride me baby.”

She sat up on shaky legs and crawled over to the nightstand, pulling out a condom.

“One of two things needs to happen. You need to get on birth control, or we’re making a baby.”

The words made her heart skip.

“I’ll pull out this time, but I need to feel you.”

The panic in his voice frightened her. She nodded and climbed onto his lap. He held his base and she eased down on him inch by inch, wiggling her hips.

“That’s it baby, take it all.” He gripped her hair and sucked her right breast into his mouth.

Tiny sparks of electricity shot through her body. “Oh, you always make me so full.” Her pussy stretched to max capacity to take him, making room for him the same way her heart did. This man pushed her to her breaking point, cracked open her shell and forced her to examine what rested at the very heart of who she was.

He gripped her hips setting the pace. Fast and hard, they came together. Her chest heaved and her body burned. Her muscles contracted and he groaned. “Yeah, come for me baby.”

Digging her fingers into his shoulders, she let her head fall back and gave him what he wanted, sweeping past the falling to a state of falling. She loved him.

“Ah, shit yes.” He thrust through her orgasm and pulled out, pumping his cock. Sticky fluid coated her belly and breasts. “Fuck.” He rested his head on her shoulder. “I’m never going to get enough of you baby.”

“I’m okay with that,” Ardy replied.

He chuckled. “Yeah? Good ‘cause at this point, you don’t have much of a choice.”

The words rested on her tongue. “Are you leaving?”