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She whimpered and sighed. “Yeah, I’m fucking sure.” Her voice was liquid desire. She pulled on my neck, hungrily bringing me closer again.
I tugged the band from her hair and tugged the braids out with my fingers. If this was happening, I wanted her loose waves in all their glory falling around us. I kissed down her chest to the edge of that little strip of material some might call a tank top, then I dipped my tongue inside. Leaving the shirt in place, I dropped my head lower. I found her pebbled nipple through the shirt and thin bra, and I nipped at it. Hard. She rewarded me with a little squeal, another needy sigh. Her hands roamed over my shoulders urging me on. I gave her other nipple the same attention, and she writhed in my arms, thrusting her hips with more urgency.
I latched my hands onto her waist and pushed the tank top up and over her head. She reached behind and released her bra. Her perky tits stared up at me, daring me to touch them, to lick and tease them for hours. But this time, I didn’t think I could last that long. I brought both my hands to cover them and kneaded the nipples. She moaned again, and I fucking loved the pleasure painted on her face. I sensed that she was using this—using me—to chase away the demon who’d invaded her sleep early that morning.
And fuck me, I was going to let her. Goddamnit, I was going to fucking help her.
In a single move, I ripped my own tank over my head and spun her round until it was her back up against the tree. I pushed my body into hers, pinning her to the tree. The feel of her nipples on my chest was euphoria. With a quick check at her expression to see that she was still alright with this, I captured her delicious mouth, punishing it again, fucking it like I wanted to... like I was going to fuck her. My cock jumped at that thought, begging me to hurry.
Before Bou, kissing had been a chore, a minimal thing to get the bitch ready, obligatory only. A means to the end. But I could come just from kissing Bou. Every little stroke of her tongue on mine foreshadowed how her pussy would stroke my cock until I exploded. If we kept kissing like this, I might just do that before...
“Fuck,” I groaned, pushing her away and reaching for her jeans.
“I should hope so,” she answered as she grabbed for mine too.
My dick twitched at her snarky words.
When we were both stripped, time stopped. The sight before me was stunning: her standing in the morning light, the desert stretched out behind her, and her eyes sizing up my body. She let out a small gasp when her eyes landed on my rigid cock. I smiled as I took hold of her wrist, sat on the blanket beside the tree, and pulled her on top of me.
I was going to give her the control to take what she needed from my body. Before I was even positioned at her pussy and waiting for her to sink down onto my shaft, I had the image of her throwing her head back and her hair sweeping against my knees as she came around my cock.
“Last chance,” I teased.
Breathlessly, Bou said, “I think we’re past niceties now, Wilde,” and she circled her hand around my cock, determination blazing in her eyes.
Mine, the beast inside roared.
She rubbed me between her folds. My balls tightened, and I hissed, trying to hold myself back. Wetness dripped over her hand and down my shaft, and then she lowered herself oh-so-fucking-slowly. I groaned with every little bit of me she took inside. Tight, so fucking tight. With her chin tipped up, she made the most enticing little sounds, somewhere between pain and pleasure. When she was fully seated, I growled and took her nipple in my mouth, sucked hard, then circled it with my tongue as I fought the waves rolling down my spine, begging to break free. Control. I had to maintain control while her tight pussy adjusted. I gulped air and pressed it out little by little. I had to fucking last. She deserved to come first. And fuck if that didn’t make me a bastard too, because I craved watching her orgasm, certain that it would be the most addictive high. Fucking. Ever.
At last, she sighed and tilted her head forward. Her dark brown waves fell around my face, shadowing my eyes from the sun as she seized my mouth for another kiss that rammed at my self-control. It lasted forever. It was heaven. It was hell. It wasn’t a kiss. It was a mouth-fuck. I never imagined that alone could make me see stars.
Mine, the word played in my brain again.
She stopped fucking my mouth and grinned against my lips. Our eyes locked as she started to move slowly up and down. I grabbed onto her waist and met her thrust for perfect thrust as our pace quickened, became more punishing. I kept my gaze on hers. Her smile turned to an O as the sensations started to take over, and her muscles tensed. Her pussy walls hugged my cock again and again. She was losing control, and it was fucking glorious.
I took over the work, lifting her until I almost slid out, then impaling her so hard onto my cock a grunt ripped through my throat. She mewled. My grunts mixed with her heightening cries made fucking music. I pumped faster and faster. She whimpered over and over, her pussy clamping down harder, harder, and harder still. My balls clenched as I forced my way through her waves of pressure. Through it all, I watched her face. I needed her orgasm. I ground my teeth, determined to ride out her beautiful climax before my bomb fucking detonated. Finally, she let out a series of small cries, her head falling back. Being a greedy fucker, I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her face back to where I could see the bliss written all over. I gobbled that shit up as she came and came, breathing hard, moaning, biting her bottom lip, and moaning even more.
I was right there on the fucking edge.
“Bou... ” I barely strangled out the words. “Open... your... eyes. Look at me.”
She was still pulsing around my ever-hardening cock as I pressed up into her, punishing her, pleasuring her, and diving myself right over that fucking edge. A choked sound ripped through my chest, up my throat, and came across my lips as a full-on roar while I exploded, our eyes fucking locked, my dick twitching deep inside that amazing pussy. Every goddamn muscle in my body froze in ecstasy while I rode out that floating high. I was locked up so tight I couldn’t fucking breathe.
When it was done, I collapsed backward gasping for air and fully spent. Bou folded forward against my chest, her hair sprawled over my shoulder. The sexiest, strongest, most fucking determined girl in the whole goddamn world took a long, deep breath, and let it out on an even longer, sated sigh.
I draped an arm over her shoulders, wanting her closer even though our bodies were glued together and I softened inside her.
Mine, that fucking monster inside bellowed.
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Bou
My body zinged with energy as we rode down the mountain and back toward the shop. Fucking Wilde had been messy, dirty, absolutely wrong, but so fulfilling. Just what I needed to take control of me again. I refused to live in fear for the rest of my life. I wasn’t about to let Luke move in and set up shop in my headspace, and Wilde helped me chase Luke out of my body, head, and soul. Somehow, Wilde seemed to understand what I couldn’t say. He let me own his body and only pushed me even harder when the fucking fantastic, orgasmic sensations took over and my muscles turned to gel under my skin.
Riding back to the shop, I could still feel the echo of his enormous cock inside me, how it had stretched and filled me, and I could still smell the leftover sex. He dipped his head into my shoulder, kissing his way up the curve and behind my ear. Reflexively, I pulled away to get him to stop. Otherwise, I’d either crash or pull over on the side of the road and fuck him senseless again. Even with the chills he’d just incited over my entire body, I felt strong, powerful, and on top of the goddamn world.
Or... maybe I’d let him fuck me senseless this time. While I rode him at the lookout, I felt him tampering himself, giving me the lead. That had been exactly what I craved—and I’d craved it for years, even before Luke’s bullshit. I ached for someone who had it inside himself to dominate—hell, dominance might even be his nature—but I needed someone who could also be fucking strong enough to let me do that too.
