Page 23 of Wreaking Havoc


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“I’m not going anywhere, babe.” He stroked my hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ears.

Relieved, I let out a breath. “How do you feel about us being friends? With benefits?”

His lips grazed my jaw then drifted down my neck as his hand continued to massage my most sensitive area. “If that’s what you want, I’m in, but I have a couple of conditions.”

His fingers and lips were driving me so crazy I probably would have agreed to anything as long as he continued to tease my body. “I’m listening.”

“No lying, no games,”

“No bullshit,” I finished.

“Right. You gotta keep being straight with me.” His finger circled my entrance before dipping into me.

I moaned, nodding. “Yes. Okay.”

“Good.” He pulled his finger out and spread my wetness around my clit. “We need to be exclusive. Everyone has their triggers, and that’s mine, Jules. I don’t fuck around, and if I’m hittin’ this pussy and I find out you let some other motherfucker in, I’ll probably snap and kill him. I don’t share. Ever.”

The idea of him killing for me probably shouldn’t turn me on, but it did. The passion in his jealousy was so hot it made me want to wrap my legs around him. He dipped his finger inside me again while nibbling my neck and I almost came.

“Yes,” I breathed, agreeing to his conditions as well as the incredible things he was doing to my body. “But it goes both ways. I will cut a bitch, Havoc, and they will never find her body.”

“Fuck,” he pulled his hand away from my core to cradle me in his arms, standing. My jealousy must have turned him on as well. “I need to fuck you. Where’s your bed?”

I directed him to the door, and he went in and set me beside the bed. “I love this dress, but it’s gotta go,” he said, bending to grab the hem of my gown and pull it over my head in one smooth motion before tossing it aside. His gaze raked over my body before landing on the cups holding up my boobs. “You’re gonna have to help me out here.”

While I removed the cups, Havoc went to work on the rest of my body. He kissed my stomach and my hips as he slid my thong down and had me step out of it. Finished with the bra cups, I leaned over to undo the straps of my heels, but he stopped me.

“Leave them,” he commanded. Then his gaze landed on my breasts which were a little red from the adhesive on the cups. “Does that hurt?” he asked.

I shook my head. Between the booze and what he was doing to my body, I felt nothing but pleasure.

“You have the sexiest tits I’ve ever seen,” he said, grabbing one as his mouth attacked the other. His other hand snaked around my waist and grabbed my ass, holding me there while he sucked and played. He released my nipple to attack the other one before pulling away to let his gaze drift further south.

“You ready for this, Jules?” he asked.

I nodded. But since he wasn’t looking at my face, I added, “Yes.”

Attention still on my pussy, he licked his lips. “Good, because I’m fuckin’ hungry.”

Havoc

JULIA’S BODY WAS incredible, soft and hard in all the right places. It responded to every touch, every kiss. I couldn’t wait to see how she reacted to my cock. I’d never been so turned on in my life, and it was a struggle not to throw her on the bed and slam my dick into her. I promised her multiple orgasms, though, and I’m nothing if not a man of my word.

With my back to the bed, I knelt in front of Julia, running my hands down her perfect body. She watched with hooded eyes as I spread her legs and scooted her forward until she was straddling my face. I started with a gentle lick from entrance to clit, and she moaned and rested her hands on the bed behind me for support. I licked again and again before focusing on her clit and reaching up to pinch her nipples while I sucked and teased her. When her clit was fully swollen, I ran my tongue down her seam before plunging into her soaked pussy. She tasted so sweet I wanted more, and the way her body was trembling only encouraged me to go deeper.

“Fuck my face, Jules,” I demanded. “You’re so sweet. I want to taste you when you come.”

With my tongue back inside her, I draped her legs over my shoulders and leaned my head back onto the bed. I grabbed her ass and scooted her forward again, so I could get deeper. Her body was reacting, but she was holding back. Still trying to be so goddamn prim and proper. That’s okay. I knew how to force her to let go. Torturing us both, I slid my tongue out of her pussy and went back to gently licking her clit.

She growled in frustration.

I laughed. “What’s wrong, babe?” I licked her again. “Not what you want?”

“No.”

“Tell me.” My hands slid up the inside of her thighs until my thumbs were positioned at either side of her entrance.

“I want… you to… go back to what you were doing.”