Dark Child (Wild Men 5)

“I’m not scared.” She smiles. “I’ve wanted to do this for some time.”

“Okay, but you’ve been worried about your sister, and I—”

She pulls down the zipper, pulls my dick out and puts that pretty mouth on it.

Oh fuck.

I don’t wanna be the asshole who takes advantage of my girl when she’s down, but hell, how am I supposed to think when she’s sucking on my cock like that, like she can’t get enough? If it were up to me, we’d fuck day and night and not do much else.

Though talking to her is real nice… She’s so funny, and hot damn, this feels good. It takes all I got not to grab her hair and thrust hard into the heat of her mouth.

Instead I force my hands down at my sides, force my body to stay still as she plays with my body, exploring, wrapping her fingers at the base of my dick, then stroking my balls, turning my whole damn body into a vibrating string about to explode.

It feels good, feels perfect, but then she pulls back a little, eyes too shiny, mouth trembling.

Ah fuck. Without a second thought, I grip her arms and haul her up to my lap. “Ride me, sweet heart. I wanna feel you.”

Her mouth twists, but she lifts up and I pull that flimsy bit of lace covering her to the side so I can fuck her pussy. My fingers touch her first, sliding between her thighs, finding her slick and hot, and I arch up helplessly, so turned on I’m losing my mind.

Need to be inside her, right the hell now.

She’s moaning softly as I stroke her, finding the hard nub of her clit and teasing it, pushing two fingers into her and opening her up, getting her even wetter. She’s ready.

Pulling my fingers out, I grab my cock and give it a good squeeze, trying to calm down, come back from the edge.

Then I look up into her eyes, smile at her, and help her up so I can thrust into her.

It’s different this way, her pussy parting slowly, hotly around the head of my dick, and I groan and let my head fall back, my eyes all but rolling into my head from the pleasure of pushing inside her.

Inch by inch, her pussy swallows my cock, clenching, massaging, sucking me in, and I’m shaking, undone, drowning in pleasure.

“Cos…” My voice is a low growl. I grip her hips and raise her up. “Fuck, yeah.”

She leans forward to brace her hands on my chest, and the angle changes, sending blinding light behind my eyelids. She’s moving, riding me, and I’m aiding her along, lifting and lowering her on my cock, not sure how much longer I can take before I shoot my load.

Somewhere in the back of my mind there’s the thought that I came here to help her, hold her, not fuck her, but it’s lost in the waves of need hitting me one after the other—and then I think maybe she needs this too. She said it, right? This need not to think, just to feel, just to have a wild ride and find relief.

I can give her that. I’ll make fucking sure I’ll give her that.

So I rein in my release, run numbers through my head, even let myself recall images from my nightmares, anything to keep from coming, to let her ride me as long as she needs.

Though with the nightmare images come sounds, and that crushing feeling of terror I really don’t fucking wanna remember.

Ah shit.

My dick flags, confused.

But Cos bends over me more to put her lips over mine. The tips of her soft tits brush my chest, and I pull up her transparent shirt to cup them through the lace, distracted. Dragging down the lace, I free her hard nipples and play with them.

She straightens her back, pushing her tits into my hands, then arches when I take one nipple between my teeth, then the other one.

She starts to come, moaning, her fingers sinking into my hair, her pussy gripping my dick in a tightening vise, and I finally let go.

It’s a bolt of lightning, hitting me, jerking me around. Every surge of cum shakes me to my bones. It’s fire from my balls to the end of my dick, from my feet to my head, and on its heels, a flood of pleasure so sharp and sweet I have to stifle a howl.

I swear I come apart, right there on her sofa, hauling her down on top of me, needing to put my arms around her, keep her here, with me, stay inside her.

Keep the world out. Even if I know it’s only a matter of time before reality rushes back in.