He groaned. One of his hands glided through her hair as the other continued to stroke her breast.
Until she swallowed his cockhead whole. He groaned, and his hand slipped from her breast. She licked in a spiral over him, then sucked. His fingers forked through her hair. She took him deep in her mouth, his cock pressing into her throat. She glided away, a restless need rising in her.
She grasped his cock tightly and sat up.
“I want you, Evan.” She pushed herself onto her knees and pressed his cock to her opening. The silk of her panties acted as a barrier between them. She stared deep into his eyes. “I want you.”
He nodded, as if hypnotized.
“Do we need a condom?” she asked.
“I’ve … uh … been tested recently,” he said hesitantly, clearly still uncertain about going ahead with this.
She nodded. “I was tested when I started dating Brent.” She ignored the pain lancing through her at the thought of her absent fiancé. “I haven’t been with anyone since. And I’m on the pill.”
He nodded, so she hooked the fingers of her free hand around the crotch of her panties and pulled it aside, then pressed his cockhead to her opening, already slick from her desire to feel him inside her. As soon as she felt his hot, hard flesh against her naked folds, she sank down on him. She sucked in a deep breath, then groaned—an echo to his guttural murmur—as his hard, thick cock pushed into her, filling her deeply. Finally, she sat flush against his hips, his erection fully immersed in her.
Oh, God, he felt so good inside her.
Then she simply stared at him. And he stared at her. Yearning filled his eyes. She felt wanted. Needed. Desired.
“Oh, God, Evan. I want you so much.”
His eyes glittered, and just like that, the uncertainty left his face. A low growl rumbled from him and he rolled her over in one swift motion. His groin pinned her to the bed, his cock still filling her. With his hands planted on either side of her head, he smiled down at her.
“Well, now…” He grinned as he drew back, his cock dragging against her inner passage and sending excruciatingly delightful pleasure dancing through her. “As it turns out, I want you, too.”
At his sharp forward thrust, she gasped. She wrapped her hands around his broad, muscular shoulders. Damn, but she’d never realized how extremely well sculpted his body was.
He drew back and thrust into her again. She tightened around him, pleasure building inside her.
“Oh, Evan.”
It felt incredible having his huge cock filling her. The wild sensations made her head swim.
“What is it, Crystal? Do you like this?” He drew back, then thrust forward again.
She nodded, incapable of expressing herself in words.
He drew back again, then hovered there, his cockhead barely inside her, in danger of slipping free. Oh, God, she wanted him back inside her. Deep. His hard length filling her.
He leaned in close and murmured in her ear.
“I want you to talk to me. Tell me what you want.”
“I…” She hesitated, trying to articulate what she wanted but failing. She simply needed him inside her.
His gazed locked with hers, and she stared into the forest green depths and concentrated.
“Tell me what you want, love.”
Love . Her heart melted.
Fiery desire filled his eyes, but with an overriding tenderness.
“I … I want you to make love to me.”
He nodded in encouragement, but she sensed he didn’t want sweet words right now.
“I want you to grind that big cock of yours into me. To drive it in deep. I want you to fuck me so hard, I’ll scream your name at the top of my lungs.”
His mouth turned up in a broad grin, then he nuzzled her neck.
“Now, was that so hard?”
Before she could answer, he drove deep inside her and she gasped. Then he kept on thrusting, filling her, drawing back, then filling her again. She clung to him as pleasure swept through her, then washed her over the edge of forever.
“Oh, God, Evan. Oh…” She sucked
Heidi Hunter, Bad Boy Team