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She stared up at him, dazed, awash in cascading waves of ecstasy.
“Sweet baby,” he groaned, his green eyes darkening as his hands clasped her face. “Hold on to me, sweet thing. I can’t wait. Not even another minute. ”
Her eye widened, fluttered, fought to stay open as she felt his cock stretching her, invading her. Better than the first time, stroking sensitive nerve endings, caressing delicate tissue until she wept with need. And it didn’t stop. It went on and on, as though in slow motion, stretching her until she was certain she could hold no more before she found she could.
She jerked in his grip, her nails pressing into his shoulders as she whimpered then screamed as Rowdy settled to the hilt inside her. She could feel every thick inch parting the tender tissue of her pussy, straining it to its limits as fingers of electricity sizzled through and the tension began to increase once again within her.
“God, you’re tight. ” His expression was strained as she stared up at him, fighting to make sense of the sensations ripping through her. “And soft as silk. ” His forehead pressed against hers.
He grimaced, lifting his head a few inches as he stared down at her, his thumb dragging roughly over her lips as she fought to breathe.
“Lift your legs. ” His voice was like gravel. “Brace your knees against my hips. ” He lowered one hand, lifting her thigh as she did as he bid.
“Oh God, Rowdy. ” He slid in deeper than ever, filling her in ways she couldn’t explain. “Oh God, I don’t know what to do…” She wanted to cry, wanted to ease the furious throb of hunger pulsing in her womb, in her cunt.
“Shush, baby,” His voice was strained, his body tight with the effort it was taking as he helped her, positioning her knees against his hips as a ragged moan tore from his chest. “Son of a bitch, you’re so fucking tight. I could come just feeling you grip me like that. ”
The muscles inside her pussy were indeed milking him, rippling around him, driving her crazy with the furious heat building inside them. She stared up at him, feeling the tears on her cheeks, the emotions clogging her throat. She couldn’t imagine ever needing anything more than she needed Rowdy.
“Easy now, sweetheart,” he warned as she felt his thighs bunching. “If I don’t move I’m going to come before you ever get yours. And you have to have yours. ” A wicked smile crossed his swollen lips as he began to move.
His cock slid slowly from the clutching grip of her cunt as she heard her own desperate groan of pleasure; the thrust back had her crying out in sharp agonizing need, and then there was no stopping him.
He arched back, gripping her legs and pressing them closer to her body as he stared down to where they came together, her gaze following automatically, watching as the slick, glistening shaft of his cock powered in and out of the flattened curves of her cunt. It was mesmerizing, consuming. She could feel raking fingers of pleasure, pain, sharp sensation, and fiery explosions of hunger ripping through her body as she watched him fuck her. Watched his cock thrust in and out, shafting her with furious strokes as the world receded around her.
She came again, screaming through her orgasm, and still he didn’t stop.
“Again,” he snarled, turning her to her side, her legs bent, pressed to her breasts as he leaned over her, one hand parting the cheeks of her ass as his fingers found the tingling entrance there.
Her back arched, her head falling back as his finger slid inside, pumping in tandem with the thick erection driving inside her cunt, stretching her, burning through her mind as pleasure and pain mixed with the addition of another finger to stretch her tender anus. And still his cock drove into her, stroking furiously over sensitized nerve endings until she was shuddering, convulsing around him, her juices spewing from her pussy as she heard him give a ragged shout and felt his body tighten.
She was still dissolving around him as she felt his release, the hot, furious blasts of semen filling her, burning her, sending her into another quaking paradox of sensation that had her convulsing beneath him as he held his cock deep inside her, shuddering with the pleasure ripping them both apart.
Kelly had lost sanity long before Rowdy’s release. She quivered in the aftermath of orgasm, weak, wasted by the emotion, the pleasure that had erupted through her. She felt him collapse beside her, still buried inside her pussy, his breathing harsh, his arms tight as he pulled her to his damp chest.
“Breathe, baby,” he crooned in her ear as one hand massaged her chest, reminding her she was holding her breath as it released in a rush, sending stars exploding before her eyes. “There you go, sweet thing,” he murmured, his lips at her shoulder as his cock jerked inside her. “Rest for a bit. Just a little bit. Then we’ll try it again and see if we can’t get it right. ”
Get it right? Dear God, if that wasn’t right then he would kill her if he ever managed perfection.
SIXTEEN
It was still dark when Kelly awoke, her body pleasantly sore as Rowdy slept deeply beside her, sprawled naked on his stomach.
Heat curled low in her stomach as she stared at his shadowed form, a shiver of remembered pleasure echoing through her womb.
Moving quietly, she slid from the bed, searching until she found Rowdy’s T-shirt, discarded on the nearby chair earlier that night, and pulled it over her naked body. She couldn’t hear anything below, but she doubted Dawg and Natches were both sleeping.
Making her way down the narrow, curved staircase, the faint glow of the television provided a dim light as Kelly headed for the small refrigerator.
She pulled a bottle of water free, uncapping it as she straightened and lifted it to her lips before she caught sight of Dawg.
He was sitting in the shadowed corner between the table and counter, his eyes gleaming in the darkness as she paused, watching him.
“Rowdy’s gonna bitch over you stealing another of his shirts,” he drawled quietly as she felt her face flush.
The heat had nothing do with the fact that she was caught stealing more of Rowdy’s clothes, it was the sudden question of whether or not his wicked mouth had been the one caressing her earlier.
“He should be used to it by now. ” She cleared her throat uncomfortably, feeling a tingle of heat curl around her clitoris.
