Page 16 of Clashing
I never believed much in heaven before, but there was no other way to describe what it was like to have my hands in and on this woman. I trailed my lips between her breasts, past her belly button, and between her thighs. I spread her legs open and dropped my head, circling her clit with my tongue.
She grabbed my head. “Oh yes.”
“Fuck, Scarlett. You do taste sweet.”
Her fingers knotted in my hair, and the pitch of her musical voice grew higher as I fingered her faster while I licked and sucked her clit. Her pussy clenched. She was almost there, but enough time had passed. I was hard again. I stopped before she finished, eliciting a whine from her.
“Patience, Scarlett,” I murmured, flipping her over and lifting her ass. Once I secured another condom, I eased into paradise—this time from behind. My eyes rolled back, and I had to focus not to come. This was my favorite position, and her hot pussy didn’t disappoint. She took me all until my hips hit that beautiful, round ass. She was more intoxicating than my favorite scotch. An addiction I couldn’t afford but couldn’t imagine not indulging in again.
“Ryker.”
My name on her lips after coming was my undoing. It echoed inside my mind and added sensitivity I wasn’t ready for.Fuck, what is she doing to me?I slid my hands around to her tits, pinching both nipples. She cried out, and I grunted, placing a kiss on her spine before slamming into her again. Another cry of pleasure from her drove my desire for more. I resisted only so I wouldn’t hurt her, but I wanted to pound into her until she wept.
“Harder,” she said, meeting each of my thrusts.
I blinked. This was about as hard as I could fuck a girl before they said it hurt, and she wanted more? “You want me to fuck you harder, Scarlett?”
Her voice was low and heady. “Yes.”
My cock twitched, and I seized her hips to hold her in place. “Tell me if it’s too much.” I pounded into her so hard the fitted sheet popped off the edge.
It was a scream this time. A nice scream.
“Oh, G-god. Just like that, baby,” she whined. “But faster.”
“Did you just call me baby?” I dug my fingers into her ass and enjoyed the unrestrained fucking. Every thrust was rough and punishing, and she took it all so well. “It’s about fucking time.”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
“Whatever you say, sugar.”
I pierced into her hard, much harder than I thought she could take. She rewarded me with delightful moans and screams—a harmony that embedded itself in my head in a dangerous space that said I wanted to make more music with her. A second round wasn’t enough either. I brought her to the edge where I already teetered. Wanton sounds and a rapidly tightening pussy almost did me in, but I rubbed her clit, refusing to finish before she did.
Her thighs quivered, and I nipped her ear. “Come for me, baby.”
She cried out, and her pussy clenched, hands gripping the sheets while her excitement gushed and ran down her legs. Half the bed was exposed now, the fitted sheet unable to keep up with us. Fuck, what a sight. I almost wished she were facing me so I could see her expression twisted in pleasure. I found my own release shortly after, thrusting harder as I finished.
Panting, I pulled out, my hands braced on her hips. She sank into the bed, whimpering lightly.Shit, I hadn’t had a workout like that in a while. This girl was giving me a run for my money, and I wantedmore.How is that possible?One night, and I was becoming a nymphomaniac.
“You all right?” I asked, kissing the nape of her neck.
“Mmm,” she hummed, causing me to chuckle. “That was amazing.”
“So you like it hard, huh?” I smacked her ass.
She turned her head so I could see the side of her face resting against the bed. “Sometimes,” she admitted, sinking her teeth into her lower lip.
“Don’t be embarrassed, Scarlett. I like it hard.” I caressed her ass before slapping it. “Rough too.”
She yelped, then crooned, “Me too.”
Even in the dim light, her rising blush was visible. I coasted a hand along her spine, enjoying the little sounds she elicited as I made my way down to her ass.
“I also like tasting you.” I lifted her hips so her ass was in the air. “Sweet as sugar,” I murmured before spreading her legs and licking the length of her pussy.Fuck me. This is my new favorite flavor.
“Oh.” She spread her legs farther and shuddered.
I couldn’t help but taste her again. At some point, I had to have enough, didn’t I? I couldn’t crave her forever. Her unrestrained sounds filled the otherwise silent room. As if I needed the reminder that she’d somehow become the hottest fuck I’d ever had. How could I accept anything else after her?
