AllFreeNovel
Share Us
This is happening. I found him. I’m… doing this? Like, really doing this?
Once my pants are off, without taking his lust-filled eyes off of mine, Taz puts his hands on my calves and lifts my legs one at a time. Placing feather-light kisses on both of my thighs. Staring down at him. My need for him is nearly overwhelming. My body is so amped that no rational thought exists in my mind. All I can see, hear, smell, and feel is him.
No regrets.
“I don’t know what this is. I’m not afraid to admit that it scares the fuck out of me. I’ve never wanted to be near or want to be near a woman like I do you. I felt like I was drowning not seeing your beautiful face. Felt like I was going to lose my shit. What’s between your thighs isn’t all I want from you. It’s crazy as shit to say that I know you’re meant for me. So prepare yourself, my little tornado, because your forever is about to devour this pussy.” He growls.
One second, he’s staring up at me. The next, he’s attacking my pussy like it is his last damn meal, praising all the clitoris gods for the deliciousness he was devouring on this day. I try to keep myself up, but the way this man is devouring me has my head falling back into the door with a thump.
My hands go to his bald head, holding on for dear life as he hits a sensitive spot that has me writhing and soaking his tongue with even more of my arousal. I don’t know if I want to get away from his magical tongue or pull him closer. Taz wraps his arms around my thighs, hoisting them over his shoulders further and not breaking a motherfucking beat as he continues to devour my pussy.
“Taz… I… Oh shit… Immabouttcum…” Releasing a low guttural moan as the pressure builds. I feel fingers probing my entrance, and the second, and I mean the second, his fingers enter me. I have to bite my lip to keep my scream of pleasure from getting out.
Oh lord, oh, Jesus, father god, help me.
This man is trying to kill me.
My body shakes, sweat begins to bead and trickle down my back. My hands slip from his head a few times, and I sway because, shit. Oh, damn. Are orgasms supposed to be dizzying? Because a bitch feels like she is floating and about to pass the fuck out. I can’t fucking take it.
He is pumping his fingers in and out of me like his life depends on it, and when he sucks my clit in his mouth. Oh hell. I try to push his head away; I can’t take it anymore. One orgasm was fucking good enough. But he isn’t having it. Too much, too fucking much. My head shakes back and forth against the door as my eyes clench shut, and my heart feels like it will beat the fuck out of my chest. Seriously, this motherfucker is dead ass trying to kill me.
“Shit, fuck Taz, shit that mouth. Oh, fuck that mouth, motherfuckingyouremakemecum… again. Oh… shit, fuck me. Oh, lawd, you’re killing me, damn YOU! I'm coming again. Fuckin shit…”
Slowly, he laps at my release. There is no way I’ll function after this man just sent me to Jesus. Dragging his fingers from me, he maneuvers himself, carrying my naked ass to the desk. Without preamble, he sets me down, and my eyes widen when I realize he’d pulled his cock out and that motherfucker is a gawddamn.
Oh shit.
He must see the trepidation of whether that thing can fit. He chuckles. “You’re made for me.” he says as he strokes himself.
Before I can say a word, he pushes me down. My elbows are resting on the desk, but I can still see him stroking himself. The hand on my chest trails down my body, trailing toward my pussy. His thumb slowly circles my clit. I let out a long moan. I’m sensitive as fuck, but I don’t want him to stop. I take my pleasure and watch him stroke himself and me. He looks me in my eyes, and fuck if this isn’t a moment that lets me know all the bullshit I was spewing earlier ain’t worth a damn. What I see in his eyes. What I feel and have been feeling. There is no denying it.
“I know if I ask, you will tell me. But I don’t want to know. Because the possibility of having you with me forever is…” He releases himself and steps closer to me.
His eyes remain on mine as he slams so hard and so deep into me, I can’t even remember my motherfucking name. There is a slight burn and discomfort at the intrusion as he stretches me with his girth. My pussy clenches, relishing in the twinge of pain that dissolves into pleasure.
Fully sheathed inside me, he doesn’t move, only continues to stare down at me with eyes so filled with lust and need that it nearly makes me come just looking into the. My eyes clenched shut, trying to hold back my release from him just being inside of me. His lips move, and I don’t hear him but make out the words heaven, mine, forever. Slowly, he lets out a breath, and his eyes heat as he trails them down my body to where we are connected. My pussy flutters, which causes him to suck in a breath and growl. His hands leave my sides, push my shirt up, and pull the cups of my brow down.
“Shit,” he says under his breath.
Leaning down, Taz laps at my pebbled nipples as he twists and manipulates the other, still not moving. My pussy flutters around him again. He stills and glares at me. Oh shit.
His glare has no heat, at least not the bad kind. Recognizing my taunts–for what they are. He gives me a devilish smirk, tweaks my nipple, and bites down hard on the other. My pussy flutters around him, and he chuckles.
“Fuck…”
Oh, he’s dangerous.
Taz knows what I need, and he slowly moves inside me. Deliberately shallow strokes that drive me crazy. Releasing my nipple with a pop, he stands to his full height. His hands go to my knees, lifting and spreading my legs wide so that he can watch me.
“You feel it. Not just me inside you but me inside you,” he says as he releases one on my knees and puts his hand on my chest over my heart. I don’t know how or why, but fuck. I do. I felt him. He moves faster when he sees confirmation in my eyes. Oh shit, this man. Fuck.
“You are so fucking tight and wet for me.” He moans.
He smiles, not smirks, as he looks down at where we’re joined, a look of wonder and understanding crossing his face. His body glistens. He reaches for his shirt and rips it off and over his head, and that does it. I explode around him. And he moans loud and long as both hands go to my side as he pulls my lower half damn near off the desk and starts to piston in and out of me.
“Look at us, my little tornado. We’re meant for each other. We fit together just li… like this. This pussy was meant to be mine… only mine.” He growls out.
“Yes, oh god, Taz, yes.” I moan.
