Page 65 of Bad Boy Next Door
His desire penetrated my body, and for a moment it was almost enough. Reaching back between my legs, l let my fingers trail through my lips, parting myself for him, then I pushed my fingers inside. I wasn’t sure I’d ever been this aroused, this wet, this ready.
“You’re so hard again,” I said over my shoulder. “That was fast.”
“Only for you, Jade. Only for you. My dick was made to fuck your pussy. Not to mention that ass. Fuck. Just look at your sweet asshole.”
“What? This?” I circled the opening, dampening it with my wet fingers. One of my exes had pressed his finger inside me one time and I’d liked it okay, but the idea of something as big as a cock, especially Nick’s cock… I pressed the tip of my finger against the opening, trying to imagine how it might feel.
“Fuck, baby.” Nick yelled. “Get on my dick before I break these cuffs and do it myself.”
I was supposed to be calling the shots, but what did that matter at this point? I crawled over, tore the condom wrapper and, looking into his heated eyes, I sheathed him.
Air hissed out of his clenched teeth as my fingers drew down the latex.
Straddling him, hands on his shoulders, I slowly lowered myself, gasping as his girth took my opening by surprise, pushing me open, stretching and filling every open space inside of me.
I drew up until he was nearly out, then let gravity help as I lowered myself again, all the way down this time, until the backs of my thighs hit his body, until he was so deep we couldn’t go any farther, so deep I felt like our bodies were permanently joined.
I rested there, loving how he filled me. Then I rocked, squeezing my inner muscles in time with my hips’ motions, wanting to keep him buried inside me forever.
But other desires took over. The desire that said I wanted him driving like a piston, bucking beneath me like an animal.
Grabbing the pole behind him for leverage, I started to pump, pulling myself up and letting my body drop hard, wanting to drive him straight through me, wanting the friction between our skins to catch fire.
“Hey, baby. Those spikes.”
The bra was pushing against his face so I pulled it off, freeing my tits. He caught one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking as I rode his dick. As I bounced, his mouth stayed latched, tugging my tit up and down as if he were trying to pull blood from my clit to my nipple.
So much of my blood seemed concentrated in that line of nerves, it didn’t seem possible that there’d be enough left to keep me alive.
I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything except the nerves exploding from my nipple to my cunt, couldn’t care about anything except the pounding thrust of his cock deep inside me.
Barely able to register it had happened, I realized his hands were gripping my ass, helping me bounce. “Hey!” I breathed as I absorbed another thrust. “The handcuffs.”
He flipped me onto my back on the stage, his powerful body above mine. “These?” He showed me the broken chain dangling from his wrist. Even though the cuffs were stage props, the chain had been strong, and his strength drove a ripple of lust to pulse my pussy around him.
He pulled himself up to get leverage and then his powerful hips thrust, pinning me to the stage. The change in angle woke new places inside me, making it feel like we’d just started, like I could do this forever.
His hands scooped the back of my thighs, moving my ankles up to his shoulders, and I gasped at the even deeper penetration, completely surrendering to the fabulous things his body was doing to mine.
Letting my legs drop, he rolled onto his back, pulling me on top. I started to get up onto my knees to ride him, but he held me still. “No, baby. Let’s just lie here a minute.”
I lay on his chest, his dick halfway inside me as we both panted, breathing hard. The air in the club cooled our sweat-soaked bodies as his hands explored my back, my ass, stroking me in such a delicious way.
Our lips and tongues joined in a slow, tender exploration, lifting me to a new place, one where I felt like I was floating in warm water, drifting in zero gravity, lost in bliss.
Turning me to my side, he tugged my leg up and over his hip and thrust deep inside me again. I gasped, and he pushed even deeper.
As he held me in the vise grip of his arm, one of his fingers slid down my ass to meet his cock from behind. He pumped slowly, rubbing me, rubbing himself, his hand joining with his cock as he fucked me.
His dampened finger circled my asshole.
Heat built in an instant. My hips jerked, my cunt tightening around his cock as he continued the tease.
“You want that?” His voice rumbled through me. “Just tell me what you want, Jade.” He pushed his finger harder.
“I, ah!” He circled again, then teased my perineum. My hips bucked in response, completely outside my control.
He pressed his lips against my forehead, then looked into my eyes. “My finger’s big and your asshole’s tight. If we’re going to do this, we should have lube.” His finger flicked over my asshole, then pressed lightly. “Some other time.”
