Almost came as she started moving her hips and rocking back and forth on me, fucking my cock of her own accord and taking what she needed from me.
“Fuck, Nance,” I groaned, barely able to comprehend what the fuck was happening. Never let a woman take control before, but I can’t say it was all bad.
She panted as pleasure took over her fear and anger, and she looked at me over her shoulder again, her hands gripping my bike as she made a silentOwith her mouth and groaned as my cock swelled inside her. She’d never looked more beautiful than right then, with my cock filling her pussy and her juices running down her legs, lust and desire flooding between as the rain drenched our bodies.
I swallowed, my hands gripping hard as I finally let go and started to fuck her. Hard.
Fuck being the good guy and doing what was right. There was only so much one man could take before he let the animal inside him rear its ugly head. And my beast was fucking starved for this woman.
I fucked her hard and fast and when she called out, crying and begging for more, I fucked her even harder, giving her every inch of my long, thick cock until she was pulsing around me and screaming my name into the dark night, her orgasm exploding from her so suddenly that her whole body trembled, and she sagged beneath me. Thank fuck too, because I couldn’t hold on any longer either.
We were both drenched from the rain by then, but it stopped just as quickly as it started. I held onto her and pulled all the way out of her, and with one last long thrust I slammed into her center, hitting her cervix and filling up every inch of her until I was sure I was going to come out of her mouth. My balls drew up and then I was coming inside her so hard I thought I was never going to stop.
She let out a shuddering breath as she panted against the welcome intrusion, her body still clinging to mine, her knees buckling. I grabbed her around the waist and held her up.
“I got you, babe, I got you,” I said breathlessly.
“You always did,” she murmured, and I wondered what she meant.
~ 14 ~
I leaned over her, peppering her shoulder with kisses, and she hummed beneath me. I let myself slide out of her and tucked myself back away, and then I was standing her up and turning her to face me. She looked at me, eyes half full of hope and half full of apprehension. One night with Nancy was never going to be enough.
I thrust my hand into her hair and tipped her face up to me and then I lowered my mouth to hers, kissing her hard, my tongue fucking her mouth as I dragged her body against mine, one hand still in her hair and the other cupping her ass.
I pulled out of the kiss and looked down at her. “Don’t know what it is about you, babe, but I can’t get you out of my fucking head. I want you.”
“You had me.”
I shook my head. “No, not like that.”
She frowned, and I pressed another kiss to her mouth.
“I mean I want you.Allof you. I’m not gonna lie—I’m not sure how this shit will work, I ain’t ever done this before. But I can’t let you go now that I’ve had a taste.”
She opened her mouth to speak, and then her mouth clamped shut again, doubt crossing her features.
“Don’t do that,” I growled out.
“Do what?”
“Think too hard about it. You know you feel it too. I’m not that crazy that I’m fucking imagining this connection we have. I can’t explain it, but it’s there, like a fucking electric current between us. Every time I’m near you I feel it—I feel you.”
“That’s just horniness,” she joked with a shake of her head, her beautiful mouth turning down as the laugh trailed off. “This was just a mistake, Sketch.”
She started to pull away and I fought it for a second before releasing her.
“This was the best mistake we ever made,” I replied with a hard scowl. “I’m claiming you, Nancy. I’m claiming you for my own, so do what you need to do, make any plans you need to make, but you’re mine now. And this ain’t up for debate, because if you’re too chickenshit to take the risk then I’ll take it for you, because I’m not taking no for an answer!”
She took a step away from me, as if my words had pushed her. Her eyes were wide, her lips parted as she took in what I was saying. Good. Bitch needed to learn real quick that I wasn’t fucking around, because right then all I wanted to do was get her on the back of my bike and take her home, fuck her some more, and fall asleep with her naked body pressed against mine.
“I’m with someone,” she mumbled. “Tammy’s a good woman. She loves me.”
I snorted out a laugh, my eyes flashing darkly. “That what you want? That what you need, Nance? A good woman?” I shook my head. “Nah, you need me. You fooled yourself for long enough that pussy would be enough, but it ain’t.”
“How dare you!” she suddenly yelled, shocking the hell out of me. “How fucking dare you! This is what I hate about men. You all think a woman needs dick to survive. Well, we don’t. Tammy is enough. Tammy’s pussy, as you so eloquently put it, is enough for me. I like women, I always have. Being raped didn’t make me that way, I was born that way.” She started to back away from me as she yelled, her angry face flashing at me in the darkness. Half expected her to turn around and punch me in the jaw like she’d done to the guy in the bar. Can’t say I wasn’t hoping she’d try it either. Kinda loved that feistiness about her.
“All right, so you like pussyandcock,” I relented. I grabbed my cock over my jeans. “Can’t deny I satisfied you though, right?”
