Savages (Depraved Sinners 3)
A laugh bubbles up my throat and my arms curl tighter around her waist, pulling her in hard to my chest. A breath escapes her and she laughs as the hunger takes over. A needy groan vibrates through her chest as she reaches for my shirt, quickly bunching up the fabric and tearing it over my head. Her hands instantly come back to my body, roaming all over my skin as though she can’t quite get close enough.
Her desperation to have me spurs me on, and while I want to take my time, the need to be inside her pushes me on. I’ve only felt those tight walls of her sweet cunt around my cock twice, once on the hood of the SUV and once on the rooftop, and hell, I doubt she even knows that was me, but I’ve craved it every moment of every day since.
Our teeth gnash together, desperate and wild as my hands fist into the back of her tank. I tear it clean off her body, pleased to find no bra standing in my way. The fabric falls between us and she pulls back, breaking our kiss as she pants to catch her breath. My lips drop straight to her neck, exploring every inch of creamy skin that I’ve dreamed of tasting for the longest time, and she’s so much more than I bargained for. Her taste, her feel, her touch.
Fuck, I’m a goner.
She grinds on top of me, and even through her tiny shorts, I feel the heat coming off her. She’s ready and nothing is standing in our way, not now. My cock strains against my sweatpants and a groan pulls from deep within my chest. I have to have her now.
My arm curls around her waist and I go to throw her down, more than ready to worship every inch of her body, but more than that, I need to taste that sweet cunt on my tongue. I need to watch her come undone under my touch. I need to make her scream, but apparently, I’m not the one running this show. “No,” she growls, her hand snapping out and catching the headboard before I get a chance to throw her down into the soft blankets.
My brows furrow as I meet her heated stare and she shakes her head. “You’ll get your turn,” she pants, tightening her grip on the headboard. “But I’ve been waiting too fucking long to slide down over your thick cock and ride you, and nothing is going to stop me.”
Well, fuck. How could I deny a woman who speaks such sweet words?
I ease up on her waist, letting her know that the floor is all hers. Whatever she wants, she’s going to get. Hell, even if that means I get to fuck her a million times before I get the chance to finally taste her. It’ll all be worth it. Gripping her hair, I pull her head back, forcing her eyes to mine. Her lips hover so close that I can feel her heated breath mixing with mine. “Do your fucking worst.”
A devilish, dark sparkle hits her eyes, and a grin stretches across my face. I think I just unleashed a beast, and holy fuck, I’m so down for it. And to think she was the one trying to send me and my brothers back down to hell, but I’m starting to wonder if she’s more devil than angel.
She reaches down between us and slips her hand inside my sweatpants, her tight little fist curling around my straining cock. Satisfaction rocks through me. I’ve jerked off a million times since meeting this little she-devil, and nothing can compare to the feel of her fist squeezing my cock.
With my sweatpants restricting her movement, I lift my hips, raising us both off the mattress before yanking my pants down, giving her free rein to do whatever the hell she wants. “Holy shit,” she breathes, her forehead dropping to mine as she tries to catch her breath. “How are you all so big?”
A wicked grin pulls at my lips, and sure, hearing her referring to the size of my brothers’ cocks ain’t really the best thing for a man’s ego in this position, but considering our fucked-up little relationship, I’ll have to let that one slide.
Sensing her desperate need to be touched, I pull her up off my lap just enough to tear her shorts down her gorgeous thighs, and damn it, she’s not wearing any panties. She kicks them off the second she can, and I don’t waste any time lowering her back down, feeling just how ready she is for me.
Shayne grinds against me as she pumps her fist up and down, roaming her thumb over my tip and grinning with excitement flashing in her bright blue eyes.
She’s fucking gorgeous, but when she looks at me with that devilish little smirk in her eyes warning me that she’s about to fuck me like a goddamn boss, it’s all I can do not to come right there in her hand.
Shayne presses up onto her knees, and not being able to wait a second longer, she positions my cock right by her entrance and slowly lowers herself back down, her heat consuming me like never before. She groans and gasps the lower she gets, gripping my arms and digging her nails into my skin as she adjusts to my size.
She goes balls deep and I suck in a hiss of breath through my teeth. “Fuck,” I growl, the rumble vibrating through my chest as she gasps and rocks her hips, adjusting herself. “I’ve missed this sweet cunt.”
My hand curls around her body, traveling down until I can grab a handful of her perfect ass. I squeeze tight and she rocks her hips again, making us both flinch with undeniable pleasure. She eases up on my arm and settles her arms around my neck, balancing herself before she truly starts to move. “Oh, fuck,” she moans before a sharp grunt and gasp sail through her lips.
She bounces on top of me, her slick pussy moving up and down my cock, coating it in her arousal. Her head tips back and I capture her bouncing nipple in my mouth, flicking my tongue over the tight bud. “YES, ROMAN!” she cries out, a light sheen of sweat coating her body as she gets worked up.
She slams down over me and my cock flinches, her tight pussy effortlessly gliding up and down my length like a fucking glove made just for me, proving just how amazing she is. I always knew she’d fuck like a goddamn pornstar.
She squeezes me tight, and I release my grip on her ass cheek, slipping my hand down further and feeling where we meet. My fingers mix with her arousal, and I pull back just an inch, slipping them up higher to her ass and pressing against it. She gasps and then groans. “Oh, God, yes,” she says, breathing heavily as I apply a little more pressure to her ass.
She pushes back against me and I grin. “Fuck, you’re a greedy little thing.”
“Don’t fucking deny me, Roman DeAngelis. Give me exactly what I want.”
I push deeper into her ass and love the way she comes alive under my touch. Hell, I didn’t think any woman was capable of giving more energy than what she was already giving, but Shayne continues to surprise me. She goes off like a fucking rocket, squeezing my cock tighter as she moves up and down.
She rocks forward, grazing her clit against me. “Oh, fuck,” she cries out, throwing her head back and groaning low. I’m desperate to shoot my load deep inside her needy cunt, but there’s no way I’m about to spoil the show. I’ll hold out as long as she needs, even if it kills me.
She takes me deeper, harder, and faster, and my fingers bite into her creamy skin. “Shit, Roman,” she cries out. “I’m going to come.”
Damn fucking straight. I can’t wait to feel her come undone around me.
I thrust up into her, taking her even deeper before flicking my tongue over her nipple. She groans, her eyes clenching as she pushes herself just a little bit further, wanting everything she can get, and fuck, I don’t blame her. I’ve made her hold out for so damn long.
Her arm tightens around my neck as I pull her in closer, our bodies grinding against one another while she moves, then as she rocks her hips forward and her sweet little clit rubs against me, her body breaks into a wild spasm.