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“You should have savored it last time,” she panted. “Maybe I don’t want to now. ”
But she did. She grasped the heavy weight of his erection as she used her other hand to push at the band of his jeans. A growl of impatience tore from his throat as he moved, toeing off his shoes before quickly disposing of his jeans.
Each second it took him to undress, her palm stroked his cock, up and down, tightening at the base before loosening and running up the silky shaft once more. Until his hands were in her hair again, clenching in the strands, sending darts of heat to rake across her scalp as lust slammed through her bloodstream. Prickles of sensation, of need, raced across her flesh as emotion erupted through her chest.
Rowdy. She had dreamed of him, lusted for him, waited for him. Now, everything she had ever prayed for was being threatened because of one careless act on her part. Because she had waited. Because she had wanted Rowdy to seduce her rather than take her. Had she belonged to Rowdy before he left last year, then the attacker would have never targeted her. And she could have belonged to him. He would have tried to fight it, but he had wanted her as badly as he did now. He had hungered as much as she had.
She lowered her head the last inches as she bent to him, taking the mushroomed head between her lips as her tongue stroked over the throbbing crest.
“Oh fuck,” he growled, his hands tugging at her hair, pulling it just enough to light a sudden blinding flame of need inside her.
She liked the pain. Not true pain, the spark of intensity, the erotic burn that emphasized the pleasure. She liked it, and she wanted more.
Kelly wrapped her fingers around the shaft of his cock, pumping it with slow, measured strokes as she began to suckle the head with a growing hunger she could no longer control. She wanted to take all of him. Wanted to feel his cock pulse in her mouth, feel his semen spilling onto her tongue.
“Here, sweetheart, let me help you take those clothes off. ” His fingers were pulling at her shirt, tugging at her hands and her head until she released his flesh to have the shirt stripped from her body.
“Come here, darlin’, turn right around for me. ” Rowdy turned her as his hands stripped her jeans over her thighs before tugging them free of her legs as he slipped her shoes from her feet.
His lips touched her thigh as he undressed her, her knee, his tongue licked, his teeth rasped.
It was taking too long and it was taking forever and she was certain she was going to scream from sheer excitement as she felt him push her over the bed, his hard, callused hands parting her buttocks just before hungry lips began to caress the hidden flesh.
She couldn’t breathe. Feeling him move, she knew he was reaching for the tube of lubricating gel on the bedside table. Knew what was coming.
Cool lubricated fingers eased into the narrow crevice seconds later, massaged the rippling entrance to her ass as she cried out her pleasure. “There, baby,” Rowdy’s voice whispered across her senses. “It’s just for me. Just feel good, sweetheart. Just for me. ”
One hand held her in place as the other slowly, methodically prepared her rear.
“I want you there, Kelly,” Rowdy groaned as she felt his finger slide fully inside her before retreating. “I need you there. I want to part those pretty cheeks and watch your sweet ass suck my cock in. ”
She couldn’t stop the ragged cry that left her throat, or the overwhelming hunger for him. Rowdy was making her crazy. His fingers were pumping inside her anus now, two stretching her, making her burn in ways she had never imagined.
She could feel the juices weeping from her pussy, thick, silky, soaking the bare curves as he teased her clit with a finger, making her hips jerk and sending talons of need ripping at her womb.
She needed…oh God, she needed his fingers pumping inside her pussy, filling her there as the rocketing sensations overwhelmed her body.
She could feel her rear entrance being stretched further, slickened, heavily lubricated as Rowdy kept up the pressure on her clit, kept her begging for more.
Her hips were churning, driving his fingers deeper inside her. He was breathing hard, almost as hard as she was.
“More, baby. ” Another finger joined the first two, working inside her, stretching her until she was burning alive for more, ready, willing to plead for more if only she could find the strength to speak.
“Oh God!” She shuddered, her back arching at the fullness stretching her.
“Three fingers, Kelly,” Rowdy growled as his arm latched around her waist, holding her upright. “Three fingers buried in that tight little ass. When I pull them out, you’ll be ready for me. ” He pressed on her shoulders until she was lying over the bed. Rowdy moved her, arranged her as he pleased, propping her knees on the mattress as he pressed her shoulders down.
All the while he worked his fingers inside her, pulling nearly free, spreading more of the cool gel over them before working them inside her once again.
“Fuck. So fucking pretty”—she felt his hand smooth over her buttock as he pulled his fingers free of her grip—“so pretty, and so damned sweet—”
“Rowdy…” Her fingers clenched in the blanket as she felt the bloated crest of his cock tuck against the entrance.
“Let it hurt, baby,” he whispered. “Just a little bit. Let yourself feel how the pleasure and the pain mix, how it can make you fly like nothing else does. ”
He pressed closer.
Kelly held her breath, feeling the nerve-laden tissue begin to part, to suck him in, rippling around him as it began to burn.
