His head fell back as he slid deeper. “You’re so fucking tight on my cock. So fucking good.” His voice was tight, too.
I laughed at myself in my head. He wasn’t a serial killer. He was just a man inside a pussy he liked.
His words fell away as he went deep inside me, here in this chaotic club with living, breathing lights and music pulsing all around us, where people walked twenty feet away.
My entire world reduced to the place where he filled me, where he rubbed firmly against my clit with every stroke, where the warm skin of his hips pressed to my thighs.
I never thought I could be filled and stretched like that. I didn’t know a man could burn for a woman like that.
There wasn’t any more talking, only his groans echoing off the ceiling. His small strokes grew deeper, faster, and harder until he was all in. His teeth pressed into my neck, biting me a little too sharply, and I gripped his shoulders afraid I might fall.
“Every inch. Fuck,” he said in disbelief, his voice hoarse on my neck, the buckle of his belt jingling and clinking with his thrusts. “You’re tight but big, too. I love that.”
I have a big pussy.
Is that the same thing as when a man has a big cock? Should I be proud of it? Brag about it among my friends— when I have some? Should I be telling that to other random men I will be fucking in clubs from now on?
I moaned a laugh. Having a big pussy felt like a riot. So hardcore.
Thank you, Alec.
He groaned like I was the best thing that ever happened to him, pushing against me, rocking me into the wall with mybig pussycrammed full.
My tits bounced out of my dress as he promised. I tried to tilt my hips again so I’d free a hand for a second to send them back home, but his weight had me locked down tight to that wall. He rolled his hips, his full length reaching every muscle and fold inside, and pleasure bloomed deep. Clasping around him, I felt like I was about to explode.
A growl that almost sounded like a howl ripped out of his expanding chest. He slammed his hips forward, shunting his cock to the max. His groans and the wet slaps joined the jiggling buckle and the vibrating music. I screamed, pleasure rippling through me, blinding me with the sheer intensity.
For the first time in forever, I didn’t feel the endless pain or emptiness or misery. All I felt was the joy and satisfaction of watching this huge stranger break with the pleasure I was giving him. Of orgasming to a man who didn’t abuse me to get his rocks off.
Yes, I was coming. I’d forgotten how that felt. To come by a man’s cock. I’d been denied the pleasure for years. How could I have come with an asshole like Declan? But Alec… He did the job in one night.
The swelling pressure tightened unbearably. My fingers twisted and curled in his hair, around his neck and into his shirt. Anywhere I could get my grip onto.
He lifted my other leg, wrapping both around his waist, and picked up the speed. Fast and urgent, he let out loud, raw grunts, elongating my orgasm.
His hips grew jagged and rough. I thought he might bruise me.I hope he bruises me. I’ll have a good one for a change.
“Holy fuck.” He exploded inside me, fingers digging hard into my ass. His spurts felt hot even inside the condom. And God, there were a lot.
This was the best sex of my life. Katrina would be proud of me.
I dared look behind his shoulder to see if anyone was approaching. For a second, I thought I was imagining things and my vision was affected by all the sweat and shortage of breath, because, for the love of me, I saw Alec’s face at the end of the dark hallway.
I blinked and pulled Alec off my neck to take a good look at him—and to stop this biting thing he kept doing. It was hot at first, but now it was harboring on annoying. His teeth were really big and sharp.
“Are you all right?” He rolled his upper lip under his teeth.
“Yeah. I think I’m a little tipsy, though. High on booze and risque sex.” I chuckled. “A moment ago I was seeing two of you.”
He didn’t laugh or seem to be surprised. His body went rigid, and he just stared at me.
“What? I’m fine.” I reached for my boobs. Time to stow them back where they belonged. My eyes glanced behind his shoulder one more time.
I flinched, gasping, my boobs jumping with me, all my blood rushing away from my body.
Alec’s face was still there in the dark, and it was coming our way.
CHAPTER 4
