She took her time walking up to me, stopping maybe a few inches away. There was something about the look she had deep within her hazel eyes, one that made something carnal inside me growl with hunger.
“Careful, Lucille,” I warned. She ignored me, stepping even closer.
Her smile grew. “What’s wrong, old man? Isn’t this what you wanted?” Her arm extended, and I felt her hand press against my chest.
Yes.
She tried to slide her fingers further south, but I gripped her hand and stopped her. “I thought you wanted to go back to how things were before? Or are you still pretending?”
Lucille looked up at me. “I couldn’t sleep, and it’s your damn fault. You possess my thoughts and haunt my dreams, and no matter how much I try to stay away, I find myself wanting more.”
Her words melted me.
“I know it’s not what we should be doing, but Ineedyou.”
I leaned forward to kiss her. “I knew you’d come begging.” But she gripped my chin with her other hand, preventing me from doing so.
“Oh, I’m not begging. I’mtellingyou. Now—” Her fingers curled over the buckle of my belt, and she yanked me against her body. “Why don’t I spare that bull and give you a whirl?”
“Yes, ma’am.” I reached around, wrapping my arms around her waist as I snatched her body up. She squealed, wrapping herlegs around me and leaning forward, kissing me while I carried her over to the stall and slammed her body against the pen door. She moaned at the impact and dragged her fingers under the back of my shirt, scratching my skin with her long nails. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked, kissing her neck. “Someone might hear us.” My tongue glided along her bare skin as it made its way along the side of her neck and to her ear.
She moaned and arched her body into mine. “Let them,” she breathed.
Oh you naughty little viper.
My mouth found its way back to hers. I kissed her fiercely, inhaling her scent, as if it were the very air I needed to breathe. She was driving me crazy, and I was unable to control myself. My hands grazed along her thighs, lifting her dainty little black nightdress to find she had nothing on underneath. “You haunt my dreams too,” I breathed against her throat. “I’m plagued by such unholy things…things I want to do to you, Lucille.” My eyes met hers. “The more I touch you, the more I smell you on my skin…” My hand gripped her chin. “The more I fuckingcraveyou.” Her freckled cheeks blushed and burned in response to my words while she stared at me with those golden-flaked irises. “You and all your venom.”
Lucille lunged at me, kissing me harshly. I nearly stumbled back, dropping her legs as she whipped me around and pushed me into the stall. She removed my jacket, keeping my hat on her head, and gripped the hem of my shirt, ripping it over my head. Her hands trailed down my chest, feeling the ridges of my muscles, tracing the lines of my tattoos. She pressed her palm against the old brand on my chest and felt the raised skin with her fingertip. It hurt, making me growl. I instinctively grabbed her wrist and noticed how her eyes lit up like fireworks. “You might be older.” She yanked her arm free, returning it to my chest. “But I'm in charge.” Her hands traveled downmy body until they stopped at my pants. She unlatched my belt, unzipping my jeans before she reached down to stroke my swollen dick. I moaned at her touch, knocking my head against the stall, struggling to contain myself. Lucille smiled at my reaction and continued to glide her fingers down my shaft and stroke me with a pleasing amount of pressure.
Oh fuck me.
She gripped my shaft near the base and squeezed, dragging her grasp down to my tip, rubbing her thumb across it in a way that made my entire body jolt. “Easy…keep that up and I’m going to make you howl again.”
She nodded with a giant smile. “Is that a threat?” She leaned in close while stroking me. “Or a promise?”
Oh, it’s a fucking promise.
I picked her back up and wrapped her legs around me, slamming her into the stall across the way. Her head fell back as I wasted no time entering her. She moaned as I slid inside, feeling just how tight and wet she was for me. “I knew you weren't done with me,” I teased. “Don’t worry, I’m nowhere near done with you.” My dick slid back before slowly reentering her body as she cried out. “Oh, you take me so well.” I thrusted harder, again and again, listening as she made the most delicious noises. Her face twisted and her body pressed into mine, begging for more. And I knew she was close to coming.
“Don’t stop,” she breathed. “Please.”
I grinned at her pleas and gently tilted her chin down. Her eyes met mine, and I noticed tears within them. “What happened to not begging?” Before she could answer, I slammed my body into hers with a faint grunt. She tightened her grip around my neck and squeezed her thighs around my waist, moving in a rhythmic unison with me. Her spine ground against the stall as I kept thrusting. I bit her neck, kissing it gently as my mouth traveled along her flesh, tasting her skin as her scentfilled my nostrils. I slid the dainty strap of her nightdress down her arm, and it fell to her shoulder, allowing me to expose her breast.
Lucille whimpered as I used my tongue to play with her nipple. I flicked it around and grabbed the tip with my front teeth before biting down lightly. She cried out and gasped at the pleasing pain, rocking into me.
Fuck, keep it up and I’m going to end up coming first.
I kissed her nipple and then returned my mouth to hers. She wore a hazy look that told me she was close herself, and I knew she wouldn’t last much longer.
“Open wide,” I whispered. Lucille did as I asked and extended her mouth wide. I leaned over and let my saliva drip from my tongue onto hers. “Now swallow.” With wide eyes, she did as I said. “For someone who says she likes being in control, you sure do listen like a good girl.” I gripped her throat. “Admit it. You want me to dominate you, to show you all the things you never knew you needed.” My free hand lifted her nightdress, and I gently massaged her clit. Lucille gasped and rocked into me, struggling to focus. “Say it,” I growled. “Use your words, little viper.”
She nodded and gripped my arm as I constricted her breathing.
“I can’t hear you.” My fingers moved faster as I continued to fuck her.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes. Oh fuck.” Her body squeezed around me. “Yes. Yes. Yes!” She arched her back and cried out, nearly screaming as she began to orgasm. “Oh fuck! Oh, yes. Don’t stop. Don’t stop!” Her body pulsated around my dick. “Oh Forsythe!”
Fuck, I can’t resist anymore.
