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This isn’t the boy I grew up with, the one who was my whole world. No, Toby isn’t a boy anymore, he is all man.
I suck in a breath when I feel his fingers part my pussy lips. I’m panting so hard I feel like I might pass out. But I can’t, I don’t want to miss anything.
Eyes still locked on mine, he opens his mouth, sticks out his tongue, and then he’s licking me from ass to clit.
His tongue is hot and wet against my throbbing core. “Oh,” I whimper, fingers curling into fists.
The moan that leaves his throat has arousal dripping onto his tongue, and he laps up every last drop.
He keeps his word, just having a taste. He doesn’t feast on me, just a few licks but those licks feel far better than I was expecting. And just before he pulls away, he thrusts his tongue deep inside me, causing my hand to shoot out, grabbing a handful of his hair as I grind against his face.
He chuckles as he moves away. “When I taste you again, Little Flower, it will be somewhere I can feast on this messy cunt until you're soaking my beard in your juices.”
I blink at him in shock, that heat on my cheeks burning bright.
He gets to his feet, ripping off his jersey. My eyes take in the ink on his chest, roaming down to his abs and right to that mouth watering V. His hands make quick work of his jeans, then he shoves them to the ground, boxers and all.
His thick cock slaps against his lower belly, making my thighs clench together and my belly burn with need. He’s stunning, gorgeous, sexy as hell. Fuck me, this man is too perfect. I just want to run my tongue all over him, is that weird? I don’t care, I very much want to taste every inch of his smooth inky skin.
Only I don’t get the chance to do that because his mouth is on mine again, kissing me like a starving man as he lifts me again. I moan as I taste myself on his lips.
It hits me that we’re not just kissing or just fooling around. We’re about to have sex. In the SVU hockey team’s locker room.
I ignore the weird smells and the coolness in the air. My heart is racing, my tummy a mess of nerves and need. I need to shut my brain off and not worry about what’s going to happen afterwards. This is Toby. And I’m going to enjoy every bit of this. Maybe I’ll regret it later, but I don’t think that's possible. Not with him.
Toby’s movements grow more frantic, harsher as he grips my thighs in a tight embrace. I feel the tip of his cock against my entrance, and my body tenses, panic filling me. I’m about to tell him to stop, to give me a moment to get myself ready.
I don’t get that chance because he’s pressing me roughly against the lockers as he slams into me.
I feel every pinch of pain as his thick cock stretches me, piercing through that little part of me I’ve kept intact just for him. This was always his to take.
I bite so hard on the inside of my cheek to keep the sobs of pain inside me that blood fills my mouth. My eyes squeeze shut, and I force myself to remember how to breathe.
It burns so damn bad, and I can feel a tear trickling down my cheek.
He moves his face into the crook of my neck and let’s out a pained groan. “Lilly,” he rasps. “You're so fucking tight. So fucking wet. Perfect is what you are. Mine and perfect.”
My nails dig into his shoulders as he pulls out and thrusts back in a few times. I whimper, maybe from the pain, maybe from how his cock feels inside me.
He only takes a few thrusts to savor the moment before he’s prying my fingers from his shoulders and pinning them above my head with one hand.
When he pulls back to look at me, I don’t know if I should be turned on by the dark look in his eye or afraid. “Shhh,” he soothes. “Don't cry.” He leans forward, his tongue lapping up the tear that fell and moans.
I should be disturbed, but my pussy tightens around him, body flushing with heat. “Damn it, Lilly,” he snarls. And then he’s fucking me like a wild animal.
His thrusts are hard, forcing me against the locker. I ignore the uncomfortable feeling of the hard cool metal, the only thing I can do is look into his eyes, lips parted as I finally suck in that breath of air I’ve been needing.
“Years,” he says with a panting growl. “Years of dreaming about making you mine. Of my cock buried deep inside your incredible cunt.” He leans in to suck and nip at my neck, and I allow my eyes to fall closed, letting my body feel every little thing he’s doing to me.
The pain is gone, replaced with this burning pleasure in the pit of my belly. My clit is throbbing, and I want nothing more than to reach between my legs and relieve the pressure.
As if he can read my mind, his free hand snakes between us and my loud moan echos around the room. “Toby,” I whimper as he works my clit with his thumb. I’m feeling so many different emotions, I can’t think straight.
“God, the way you moan my name. It’s even better than I imagined it would be when I touched myself, thinking of you on your fucking knees, gagging on my cock.”
His words do amazing things to my body. It’s all so new, so different. Who knew I didn’t want a gentleman, but instead, a dirty-mouthed man who knows how to work his cock.
He shifts, changing the angle. It causes him to hit a spot I didn’t know I had. “Oh, fuck!” I scream, my eyes rolling back as he adds more pressure to my clit, hitting that spot over and over.
