PUSH: Ultra Alpha MMA Badboy Mafia Romance (Southside Brotherhood Book 2) (38 page)

Before he could smack her ass, his teeth came down and took a bite out of her left ass cheek, hard enough to leave a deep mark, and he sunk two fingers inside just in time to feel her clench around.

“Uhhhhh.” Her hips started to dance, and Flynn’s mouth began to water.

His dick was spitting nails, but he’d have to wait his turn. He needed to drink her in, to go to that holy place where he felt most at home. Where, if life were different, he would spend every waking moment.

She shivered as he lowered, his fingers curling and moving inside her. He still had so much to learn about her body and he intended to be an honor roll student.

He could feel each little petal in her inner walls, the way she felt with each deep breath. When he came down, he breathed her in like the most soothing sea air before his tongue met her flesh, just below the dark bud where soon enough he’d have his entry.

Dropping his fingers from her, both hands grabbed ass cheek and spread her wide, pulling her folds open as his mouth moved over and his tongue lapped at the sweet, lusty juice.

Perfection. Bliss. Euphoria. Paradise. Damn, I’m so far gone, I can’t even see where I fucking started. What a fucking gorgeous pussy with the taste of fire-doll honey.

It only took a few minutes of Flynn’s talented mouth before Lilly started fucking right back into his face. Her body heated up as his hands dug in, pulling her apart as he worked like a damn cheetah on its prey.

When he took a deep suck on her clit, her body wrangled to take over, but Flynn held her steady, riding out her orgasm with his mouth, drinking in every drop of her cum.

His dick wasn’t taking it well. Flynn couldn’t fight the fight any longer, and with Lilly still squirming and moaning, he sank from crown to root, taking her in one long, deep stroke, as deep as he ever had, and her moans turned to cries.

“Fuck, babe, so fucking good.”

Flynn took a deep breath, his mouth falling open, as he looked down to see how their bodies bonded together. He reveled in how they merged, and it was hard to tell they were truly two separate people.

She moaned, but there was a hint of ‘ouch’ in her voice. He knew her noises well enough by now, and she could take a little more.

“That cock is yours, babe. Feel how we fit.” Flynn drew slowly out, keeping just the crown buried in her tight-as-hell snatch.

She shifted back, desperate for him not to leave and that was his cue. It was go time, and his brain, and his dick were on the same page. Hard, fast and without mercy. Baby girl was going to see another gear.

“You want it, babe? Tell Daddy you want his cock, hard.”

“Ummm, please.” She mewed, but didn’t say what he needed.

SMACK!

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Owww
!
Yes,
please. I want your cock.
Hard,
please.” The words turned desperate as she started trying to fuck backward onto him.

“Please, who?” Flynn wasn’t playing, and he felt her cream over his flared head as he spoke.

“Please — Daddy.”

There it is. Good girl.

She squeezed down on his cock until he thought she’d taken part of it off inside her.

“Don’t come, babe. Don’t you come ‘til I tell you.”

Flynn started giving her deeper and deeper strokes, gliding all the way out, then almost to the hilt, faster and harder with each stroke until the room filled with the sweet sound of flesh smacking, his position within her measured by Lilly’s voice alternating between fuck-hurt and don’t-fucking-stop.

When he had her here, like this, the sickness consumed him. It had laid in wait, rearing its head in the past with other females, that urge to conquer, to defile and consume. But, this was an entirely different order.

Her body curled into him and even while his ears could hear the halted breath, the way she shifted her hips to ease the angle, subside the pressure… he couldn’t stop. She was more than his muse.

She was his sickness.

No, that word was insufficient.

His disease. His malady. His affliction.

He felt more alive with every stroke, every way he marked and tagged her.

She was beautiful. And, in some primal way, he wanted to ruin her and rebuild her at the same time. Nothing had ever consumed his mind, body, heart, soul and future the way she did.

Even as he fucked into her with all civility gone, the thought of any other man even thinking of sniffing around what belonged to him sent fury into his veins, and he only seemed to be able to fuck into her harder.

Her squeal cut into the subconscious beast, and he eased back, feeling the crown of his cock bottom out. He knew that shit was hurting, and there was a difference between giving her some pain and hurting her.

One she needed, the other he’d promised he would never do — no matter if it did serve to slake his lust.

“Okay, babe.” Flynn was panting, his carved body slick with sweat, and he soothed her with light caresses up and down her back. “Too much?”

“Uh huh, a little — but, God, don’t stop.”

“Yeah, don’t worry about that.”

He brought a long arm around her hips, his fingers dancing in her folds while his dick took a few shortened strokes. She dripped and drenched as he began to work her clit. He was pushing her to the edge, then bringing her back. Bending her to his will, waiting until he felt her ready to break.

“Whose pussy is this?” he seethed.
He knew he was testing her. She could barely breathe let alone speak.

“Yours,”
Lilly whispered between her pants.

“Again. Whose? What’s my name?”

“Ohhh, please, can I come?”

“Say my name first.”

“Daddy, please. It’s yours, please.”

She sounded on the verge of tears as he increased the strumming on her slit as his cock drove home.

He slipped in and out a few more times before he felt his balls tingle, and he wanted to feel her come on him once more.

“Cum baby girl, come on my cock.”

He gave her clit extra pressure and, on cue, her body rocked and she let out a noise that would have the cops on the doorstep if anyone was within earshot.

Her cum flowed and dripped onto the sofa below, and Flynn knew he was done. Watching and hearing her like this set his teeth to grind. He roared into the ceiling as he pulled out and came hard on her ass, rubbing the hot, white cream into her tight hole only to sink his thumb home, sending her into another shock wave of climax.

“Good girl,” Flynn breathed out when he had the ability to speak again.

He kept his thumb in her ass even after she was done wracking around him.

“You like that, babe?” He slipped it slowly in and out. Her ass would need some training before he could get her to enjoy him, but she seemed to be humming on his thumb already.

“Hmmm, yes, I guess…”

I guess. Yeah, baby girl’s trying not to be my little slut. Doesn’t she know that only puts her higher on a pedestal for me? Everything I can do to her, with her — it’s all magic in my book.

“You telling the truth? Tell the truth. You like the way this feels?”

“Yes, God, yes…”

“Good.” He lowered next to her ear, her eyes still half closed and unfocused. “Because my cock is going in here one of these days. But don’t worry, babe, I will train your little ass good. It won’t hurt, I promise. I take care of what’s mine. Right?”

She nodded, her mouth open slightly as Flynn pushed his thumb a little deeper, then held it before finally let her ass go.

Lilly let out a gasp, and he took her mouth, pulling her up and against him. Her entire body trembled, and he scooped her up and sat her facing him on the couch.

Sure, his cock was still loaded for a second round, but from the look on her face, baby girl needed some time.

“You good, babe? Look at me.”

He brought her head up from his shoulder, showering her with kisses until she looked at him.

“You okay?” He chuckled a little at the bewildered look on her cherub face.

“What exactly are you trying to do to me?”

“I’m trying to make you happy.”

“Well, you're doing that, but I may die in the process. I can’t believe how you get me to…” She tossed her hair and looked away. “You know, do
that
so many times and so hard, I feel like I’m going to pass out. And, say things! God, I never thought I would say those things.”

“It’s all in there, babe. It just took the right knight to bring out the princess.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“You have blanket permission to ask me whatever you want.”

“Is this how you’ve always been? I mean, you know, like you are with me. The spanking and stuff. The ‘Daddy.’ I never thought I would like that, but oh my God.” She pushed her face into his shoulder, but he could feel her cheeks warm.

“Naw. You bring out the beast, babe.”

“Really? Never before with anyone?”

“Nope. Don’t get me wrong, I never took the tender lover role with anyone, but with you — I could be that, and all of this. If I tell you the truth, I’m holding a whole lot back. You’ve reached down inside me and brought out what I knew was always there, but I never cared enough about anyone to let it show. I’m a dominant fuck; I always have been. I order and rule with a fist and a word, but with you… damn, babe.” Flynn shook his head.

He kissed her forehead, leaving his lips on her for a long moment, his arms pulling her into a ball against him.

“What? I’m a pain, right? I drive you crazy, I know.”

“No.
Yes,
but no. I mean, there’s something that turns on when I’m with you. Even when I’m not with you. I’m a jealous and demanding predator. I have to have you, utterly and completely. I want to control you and keep you safe and scare off any other dick that even thinks of looking your way. I’m the fucking lion protecting his pride. You’ve done fucked with my head, my little fire doll, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Lilly sighed.

She shifted into him, tucking herself as close as possible.

When she turned and, without prompting, her lips met his neck, and he felt her tongue warm and light, moving upward, that was all it took. She’d lit the fuse again, and all bets were off.

Chapter Twenty-nine

I always said I’d never let another man control me. Then, when I got here and realized that was exactly what Colin planned, I completely shut down. I felt the bitterness take over, and I didn’t care. But with Flynn, it’s so different. I feel myself willingly yield to him. I’m pulled closer and I want him to take control, guide and give me direction. He’s reached a part of me that was buried so deep, it no longer registered in my psyche. It’s out now, and honestly, it scares me and exhilarates me like nothing I’ve ever known. He sees what I thought was weakness as something beautiful. It’s not weakness, it’s submission, and he’s taught me those are two very different things.

Lilly let her hands wander, moving her hips so she could touch the hard silk shaft that was practically embedded into her hip.

She didn’t imagine she could be so drawn, so fascinated with this part of him. Everything that came before told her she would shrink, let the act be done and take none of her own pleasure from it.

That couldn’t be farther from her truth. Flynn gave her a freedom, something that came without judgment and shame. His body was hers, and he made it all feel so
right.

“Ummm, you exploring?” he whispered, his head laid back on the sofa, eyes closed.

His body was also a temple. Never had she seen, besides in magazines or movies, a body like his. She loved to have her hands on his arms, stare at the intricate artwork that covered half his body, her eyes traveling the broad, flat space across his chest that led to the cuts and valleys of each muscle lower.

The veins in his hands and his forearms could make her wet just looking at them.

He was more chiseled and hard than pumped and bulging. He was the perfect combination of sleek flesh and lean muscle. She’d never seen him fight, but just thinking of watching his body at work, sent heat over her skin and a drawing between her legs.

She listened as his breathing deepened, her hands moving deliberately over the soft skin, moving her hips away and wanting so badly to drop to her knees.

What was this desire to kneel in front of him? It was almost a compulsion, to raise her eyes and offer herself. It was strange and embarrassing, and yet, with him, she felt able to be more herself than ever before.

“Can I…” she began, then stopped.

“Babe, you can do whatever you want. And, if my dick has any say in it he’d be mighty happy if you managed to get those beautiful lips around him.”

Lilly smiled. He was sexy and still kept her feeling safe, light.

“I think I can acquiesce to his request.”

“Good girl.”