Love 'Em: A Bad Boy Romance (10 page)

He pushes his thumb deep and leans down, shouldering my legs
further apart. He looks up at me. His other thumb circles my clit, bringing on
waves of pleasure. “My mouth is fucking watering here. Look what you do to me,
woman.”

Jackson holds my gaze as he leans in. The very tip of his
tongue barely touches my nub. My legs fall open a bit wider.

Please. Please.

Still watching me, he licks again. This time, a tad more of
his tongue makes contact. The thumb in my slit swirls slowly. Another timid lap
at my clit.

Damn tease.

His eyes crinkle at the corners, and that sexy as hell grin
lights his face. The thumb inside rams deep and then pulls out. I grunt. He
yanks the skin at the top of my pussy up and away from my bud. Then he licks me,
sinking his tongue deep into my entrance, pulling up all the way to my clit. He
circles it with his tongue, freshly wet with my juice. The warmth sends a fresh
stream of liquid to my pussy.

He latches on to my nub and sucks. I squirm. He hangs onto the
top of my pussy, keeping my clit exposed, as he wraps his other arm around my
hips, trapping one leg in the crook of his arm. He holds me in place as he
slathers open-mouthed kisses over me, alternating with sucking, until I’m
breathless and my hands push through his hair.

His tongue delves into my recesses, and he grunts in
satisfaction as he slurps up the juice my body creates for him.

The pressure in my cunt is so strong that I vibrate with it.
My muscles twitch with each swipe of his tongue. When he lets go of that skin
at the top of my pussy, he rams at least two fingers inside, pumping them in
and out. Each time he pulls back, he licks the cream they bring with them.

“Fuck, Ronnie. You taste amazing.”

I crack my eyes when he doesn’t go back to licking right away.
He’s staring at me, his chin wet and a grin a mile wide on his face.

“What?” I ask.

“We have to make this a regular thing. Once is definitely not
going to be enough of
this
pussy. This might be addictive.”

I laugh and lay back as he drops his mouth onto my lower
lips, kissing them with as much expertise as he kissed my mouth. Maybe more.

The more he sucks and licks and circles his fingers deep
inside, pulling out and rubbing that place at the top of my entrance that makes
my hips curl, the tighter the spring is wound.

Soon my abs jump, the heat and pressure so great I can’t
even—oh—fuck—the pleasure is too— “Fuck me, Jackson. Just come fuck me. Hard. Now.
I want your cock.
NOW
.”

He laughs, but he doesn’t stop with his tongue. Instead, he readjusts
his position. He slips two fingers into my opening and pulls them out and down,
right along my seam to that tight little hole in the back.

I clench up and go still.

Jackson licks my slit again, bringing his tongue up to
circle my clit as his slick finger explores the other place. “Peaches, I won’t
hurt you. Relax.”

He suckles my clit again, and I push up to meet his mouth.
He puts a tiny bit of pressure on that puckered place and it’s as though he’s
hit a cum button. A flood of liquid heats my core as every muscle in my body
coils up and pumps against the finger shoved deep in my pussy. The pressure on
my asshole is just enough to make it pulse too.

Jackson continues licking and sucking until all the tremors
have subsided. He relaxes his hold on my hips and I lay back, my legs as wide
open as they’ve ever been. He takes his sweet time and licks every bit of cream
I have, pulling my lips open to get deep inside. His warm breath keeps me at the
edge of another climax.

No man has ever taken that much time to make sure I’m
satisfied. And I’ve never been
so
satiated.

He kisses each of my thighs before standing and swiping the
back of his arm across the moisture on his mouth and chin. “Now,
that’s
what
I call
peaches and cream
.”

I roll my eyes. In my peripheral, Bull sits behind the sofa,
his chin resting on the top of the back cushion. He looks soulfully into my eyes.
His pink tongue darts out and slides over his nose.

I cover my hot face and snap my legs closed tight. “Oh, good
God.”

Jack grins. “Bull! GO. She’s mine. Find your own pussy.”

Ronnie’s breaths are heavy and quick. She’s a hot piece of
ass, and she’s smart and sweet, all at the same time. It’s a potent combination.
And making her come apart at the seams under my hands and mouth was almost
enough to make me come all over the carpet, without even a hand-job to help
out.

She peeks out from between her fingers.

“I didn’t mean to embarrass you.” I reach for her wrist.

She lets me pull her up. “I don’t think I’ve ever known a
guy who talks so much about what he’s going to do, is doing, or what he’s just done
in the bedroom.”

“Well, Peaches, get used to it. I talk for a living. Right
now, my hot and hard cock is ready to sink into that tasty pussy. I want to
take you from the front and from behind, and then I want to try every other
position I can think of until you and I are spent and unable to move much less fuck.”

I run my hands down her back and cup her full ass, giving
her cheeks a squeeze. “Sound good?”

She lays her finger over my lips. “Shut up and fuck me
already.”

Hot damn.

I swing her up into my arms, and she squeaks.

“One
fuck
, coming right up. Maybe more.”

Her amazing tits beg for more teasing. Her puckered nipples
stiffen under my tongue. I nip one, then the other, earning a delighted squeal
from my lover. My dick hardens even more with that word ricocheting through my mind.

Lover
.

My
lover.

It may be the first time I’ve ever thought of a sex partner
as a lover, but for whatever reason, attaching the word to Ronnie seems right.

Her impish grin invites me to kiss those full lips, and she
tastes like the seventh realm of heaven. Our tongues dance in time with my hand
massaging her breast. My dick rubs the softest, sweetest pussy I’ve ever
tasted.

My cock is slick with her juice, without even having been
sheathed in her yet. She’s ready. I pull away just long enough to take care of
protection. Drawing my hips back, I let the head of my erection slip between
her lips. The warmth invites me in. It’s like being welcomed home.

I nip her bottom lip. She adjusts her hips, tilting them so
I slide in. She’s nice and tight. I sink to the hilt in her soft heat. My cock
flexes and my balls tighten.

Each time I retreat, when I move in again, she meets me with
full force. Holding back in order to make it last longer isn’t even an option.
Ronnie’s pussy is as hungry for the pounding I crave to give her as I am to
drive into her.

I pump and push and curl my hips over and over until her back
arches and her head is thrown back, mouth open, panting with exertion. Her cunt
welcomes my cock like it was made for me. The perfect tightness, the perfect
depth. Fucking perfect everything.

Before she comes, I pull out. Her forehead wrinkles with
confusion, but I stand on my knees, grabbing her hips, and flip her to her
stomach.

That ass, that beautiful ass is right in front of me. I grab
her cheeks and spread them. Her tight little asshole peeks up at me, and my
hard-on tightens my skin even more.

I slide my hands around her hips and pull her to her hands
and knees. Her eyes meet mine over her shoulder. She licks and bites her bottom
lip, her expression so trusting that it softens something inside me that I
didn’t even know was there.

I move in, my cock aimed for her entrance, glistening with
her wetness.

I sink my finger into her slit, hook it, and drag out some
of that peach nectar. I lick my finger clean.

Fuck, I need more of that.

I back up and slip off the edge of the bed. Taking her
ankles, I tug her toward the foot of the bed.

Quick to figure out what I want, she slides to position
herself on the edge of the bed, her belly flat on the mattress and her feet on the
floor, bracing her.

On my knees behind her, with a hand on each cheek, I pull
them apart again. This time, I lick from her clit up to that puckered hole,
circling my tongue around it before I slip back into her entrance and suck out the
cream waiting for me. Pushing my long finger into her, I wriggle it. She
groans.

I pull my finger out, lapping up more of her sweetness. My
cock flexes each time I sink my tongue into her folds, slipping and sliding in the
pliable silkiness of her pussy. I breathe on her lips and tickle her clit with my
tongue.

My tongue glides up to her tightest spot. I slather it with
a little love, then I tickle its rim. It pulses, turning my erection to solid steel.

I stand and pick her up by her hips. I slide my cock deep
inside her entrance. She lets out a satisfied sounding exhale. Her satisfaction
drives me to give more.

Pulling out, I move in again, this time running my finger over
her backside hole. Each time I pull my cock out, I gently press her asshole with
my forefinger.

She grunts as I move quicker, in and out, in and out. I set
up a steady rhythm of cock in cunt and finger pressing her hole—just enough to
elicit the visceral reaction of her asshole pulsating under my fingertip.

As I pick up the pace, ramming my cock as deep as it will go,
she moves her hips, her ass pumping against my hand. Her pussy muscles grab at my
cock every time I pull away, calling me back even harder with the next thrust.

I yank my cock out for a second, sinking my thumb deep,
getting it good and wet. Then I steady myself with one hand on her lower back,
exchanging my slick thumb in the place of my finger at her asshole. I plunge my
erection into her pussy at the same time I penetrate her puckered place with the
tip of my thumb.

“Jackson!” she cries out.

I go still. “You okay?”

Her breath puffs between her lips, and she nods. “Please. Don’t
stop. Don’t stop.”

My hips drive into her, and my thumb pushes. Both go deeper
with each thrust. Her pussy and asshole contract and release with each pump.
Harder. Until I bang against her. Her ass cushions the blows, making this the
smoothest ride I’ve ever had.

She meets me, stroke for stroke. Faster. Each time I plunge
forward, she pumps against me. My engorged cock fills her to the brim, and my
thumb sinks into that super tight ass almost as far as it can.

Deeper. Ronnie mews and grunts, driving me on, until her
body suddenly spasms and she cries out again. Her hands clutch at the blankets,
and her hips curl under.

Her climax brings on my own. My cock stiffens and I sink
further into both snug places. Her body tightens around me and milks my dick of
every drop of cum, while her asshole thanks my thumb with loving little hugs as
it pulses with pleasure.

I push my erection deeper one more time as I withdraw my
thumb. Then I pull out.

She collapses onto the bed. Her ribs expand and contract
with hard breaths. I lean down and kiss the sweet spot at the top of her ass
crack.

She giggles. “Did you just kiss my ass?”

I go back for another kiss, and then I lick the seam just a
little. “I sure as fuck did. That ass gave me a whole lot of pleasure. It
deserves a kiss.”

She flops to her back, her full tits bouncing beautifully. “You
fuck like a champion. I’ve never come that hard. That thing you did with your
thumb? I don’t know if I should be ashamed that I liked it so much or be glad that
you did it.”

I lie next to her, tracing the apple of her cheek. “Never be
ashamed of what we do together. As long as we’re both enjoying it, there’s nothing
wrong with it.”

Running my hand over her breast, I say, “I have to get ready
to go to work, but I want to see you tomorrow. Tell me we can do this again. A
lot of
agains
.”

She slides her hand to her crotch, rubbing her petals and
looking toward the window. “I think I’d like that—”

It sounds like she’s unsure, so I ask, “But?”

One shoulder pulls up. “I think I need to focus on Dave. I
have a bet to win, or my career is going to circle the drain. And even as much
fun as fucking you is, it’s not going to pay my bills or help me succeed.”

I kiss the chocolate tip of her tit, and then I trail kisses
to her navel and down to the smooth shaven skin around her pussy. I let my
tongue slide across her clit and then tickle the edges of her lips. “Dave
doesn’t have to know about me. No one needs to know about me. I can be your secret
lover.”

“Secret lover?”

“Sure. Why not? It’ll be fun.” I pull her legs apart, dipping
my head to run my tongue around her bud one more time.

She shivers and giggles. “You are so good at that. Quite
possibly the best
ever
.”

Hot damn. Nothing better than compliments on how I eat pussy
and fuck. She likes how I do both.

The tip of my tongue bats at her bean until her hips jerk. “You
know… you said you don’t really even like me, so I don’t count.”

“I did say that, didn’t I?”

I suck her clit until she grunts and sighs. “If I don’t
count… then it’s like I’m not even here.”

“Here?”

“Yeah, here. I don’t even need to be secret, because I don’t
exist.” I blow on her pussy and lick her nub with the flat of my tongue.

I roll away from her and stand.

“That
is
something to consider.” She props up on her
elbows.

I head into the bathroom to clean up. “You really should think
about it.”

Stepping to the shitter closet, I reach to pull off the
condom. My somewhat hard cock bounces over my ball sack, bare.

Bare?

My stomach hardens.

Fuck me.

Where the hell is it?

I close my eyes. A sigh escapes.

Bullshit.

It probably slipped off after I pulled out. Just—oh, man! I do
not
want to have to go back in there and tell Ronnie we have to find it.

Maybe I can check the bed when she leaves.

Unless…fuck.

She’s on the pill. Surely?

I turn to head back into the bedroom, trying to decide what to
do.

Ronnie stands in the double doorway, between two fingers,
held far away from her, hangs a used rubber. “We had a—mishap.”

I swallow hard.

I grin and cross to her. “Yeah. I noticed that. I was
wondering if it slipped off while I was lying next to you.”

She bites the inside of her cheek. “Yeah. No, it didn’t. I
found it—elsewhere.”

Elsewhere
isn’t good.

“Where should I put this?” She raises her brows as though
I’m a fucking idiot.

I hold out my hand. She drops it like it’s a particularly
disgusting, dead worm.

Turning toward the waste basket, I check it out to see what the
problem was.

“Fucker split right down the side.” I step next to her at the
sink, pushing my hands under the stream of hot water. “This is the first time
that’s happened to me. It must’ve been defective.”

She glances into the mirror and mumbles under her breath, “
Something
was defective.”

White knuckling the steering wheel, I bang my head against the
center of it. I ignore the throb this causes at the stitched place at my
hairline. I deserve a headache.