Page 10 of Merrick
Chapter 6
JEMMA
Merrick’s barely pulled the truck to a stop in front of my house before we both undo our seatbelts and reach for one another. He pulls me across the bench and lifts me, so I'm straddling his lap. Our lips crash together in a bruising kiss, our tongues exploring, our bodies pressing against one another.
I run my hands down the stony, muscled plains of his chest. I tug at his shirt and pull it up, so I can finally see what I’ve been fantasizing about. His skin is hot and almost electric with every inch I touch. Merrick kisses down my neck to my throat and stopping at the generous cleavage on display by this t-shirt.
His thick meaty hands cup my aching breasts and squeeze. It feels so good to finally be touched after so long that I nearly come on the spot.
“These tits,” he breathes out before burying his face in the soft flesh. He pulls at the low collar of my shirt and scoops one breast out of my bra and his tongue swirls around the tight peak of my nipple. He scoops out my other breast and gives it the same attention. It’s like there is a direct line from my breasts to my pussy.
I swivel my hips in his lap, trying to get some friction and get some relief from the pleasure building inside me. Merrick reaches around with one hand and grabs the soft flesh of my ass, and squeezes.
I’m so glad the sun’s gone down, or we’d be putting on a full show for my neighbors. But just as suddenly as I think we are safe from prying eyes, a dog barks near us, and we both freeze. I duck down and peek around to see if anyone is outside and can see us, but I don't see anyone. We can't do this out here.
“Do you want to come in?” I ask, tucking my breast back into my shirt.
Merrick moves both hands to grip my hips, and he pushes me further down on his lap. His cock is hard and ready. Heat pools in my lower belly even more, and I know I’m soaking wet for him.
"What do you think?" he asks. His voice is so deep and gravelly. I'm barely able to compose myself. I want to feel him buried deep inside me.
“Come on, before someone sees us,” I say, reaching down and grabbing my purse off the floor on the passenger side and climb out.
Merrick follows me up the driveway to the front door. My hand is shaking from all the adrenaline flowing through me that I’m barely able to get the key in the lock. Finally, the door gives way, and we both stumble inside. I toss my purse to the floor and take a few steps up the stairs before Merrick grips my waist, spins me around. I turn so quickly I land on my butt on one of the steps, and Merrick drops to his knees.
“I need to taste you,” he breathes. “I can’t wait a second longer.”
His strong fingers work the clasp of my shorts and pull them and my panties down my legs in one tug. The air-conditioned air's cool temperature against my scorching skin feels fantastic, but that sensation is quickly snuffed out when Merrick opens my legs runs his tongue across my sex. My eyes nearly roll back inside my head.
“You are so sweet,” he breathes out.
I can barely form a thought in my head, let alone words to express what I’m feeling right now. I reach down with one hand and tug at Merrick’s hair. Not wanting him to stop. Ever.
I'm coming before I have enough time to enjoy the pleasurable high of his tongue. I yank him by the shirt and pull him towards me. He kisses me deeply, and I taste the mix of him and me together on his tongue.
“I need you inside me,” I order him.
Neither of us wastes any time. He reaches over his head and pulls off his black t-shirt while I tug at the thick black leather belt and silver buckle. I push my hand inside his jeans, eager to feel the hard swell of his cock—and it doesn't disappoint.
A groan from deep in his chest reverberates out as I stroke his thick shaft up and down. I guide him to the wet folds and stroke the tip up and down, prompting him to push inside me and take me hard against the stairs.
“Are you ready?” he asks, the muscles tight in his throat as he holds himself back to make sure I’m ready for him.
“Yes,” I moan and throw my head back as he pushes inside me.
It takes a moment for my body to adjust to the thick size of him. Merrick must understand the need to wait until the muscle inside me relax enough for him to start moving. As soon as he starts to pull out and then push back in, I know that I’m in for another mind-blowing orgasm.
Merrick picks up the speed of his hips, driving his cock in and out of me. I can only hold on for this orgasmic ride. All thoughts in my mind are focused on the pleasurable sensation building up inside me.
"Harder," I manage to get out, and Merrick obliges.
Once again, I'm being pushed closer and closer to the edge of orgasmic bliss, and Merrick pounds in and out.
“I’m close,” he grunts, trying to hold out for me.
I can barely speak. I can only scream my release with Merrick's name on my lips. He follows closely behind me, collapsing on top of me.
“I love you,” he breathes into the crook of my neck.
I try to say the words back to him, but I’m not sure my brain and my mouth could form the words. His lips find mine once again.
