Page 86 of Bad Boy Next Door
He reached across the bed and grabbed my arm as I passed. “No, Jade. You are the fucking best.” He pulled me down into a vagina-tightening kiss.
How did he do that to me? A second ago all I could feel was guilt—maybe some hunger—but now all I could think of was having him inside me.
Lying on his side, he held my waist as I bent to free his right hand. I worked on the knots, and his left hand slid to circle my hips and ass. The wet need between my legs grew.
The instant both his hands were free, he parted my legs. One hand over my sex, he pulled me onto his body, and I slid in the mess of condiments.
His kiss was ferocious, his hands even more so, as the one between my legs rubbed so hard I thought he might wear through the denim of my shorts. He worked a finger underneath the edge, and I gasped at the welcome touch.
In one strong motion, he flipped me onto my back. My breath caught, and before I could fully inhale, he’d opened the fly of my shorts and yanked them off me.
“Nick…” I said his name faintly, on the only air I could manage to draw in on such short notice. Then I said it again when he pushed open my legs and thrust deep inside me.
Oh. My eyes shut from the impact.
“Shit.” He pulled out. “No condom.”
“You clean?”
He nodded.
“Then fuck it.”
He drove again, hard, so hard I slid on the bed and my head slammed into the wall. I reached up above to brace myself. Without fully pulling out of me, he yanked me down a few feet and pushed my legs up by my head.
One hand on the wall, the other on my shoulder, he thrust. Thrust so hard and deep I shouted—from pain, or pleasure—I didn’t know.
“You okay?” He paused.
I nodded, not sure I could speak.
“You sure?”
“Yes. Fuck me. Please. Nick…”
The sound of his name seemed to be the reassurance he needed. He adjusted his position, pulling out to the tip, and then drove hard again. The sweet tangy smell of the ketchup filled my senses as his speed increased. Long, hard, unrelenting drives that filled me so completely I thought I might burst.
He came quickly, his body shuddering and tensing through his few final thrusts, then he stayed inside me, staring down into my eyes, panting. A drop of sweat fell from his brow onto mine.
“Fuck, Jade. Are you okay?”
I nodded. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the size of your cock.”
“Too big?” He pulled out and rolled to the side letting my legs drop down.
“Not a chance. I love how your cock feels inside me.”
“This looks like a murder scene.” He traced his hand over my breasts, which were covered in ketchup.
“Your brothers are assholes.”
He laughed. “I’m so pissed at them for that, but they’re not so bad. You got a shitty first impression.”
“After the stuff they did to you when you were little…”
He cupped my face. “My badass girl, protecting me from the mean bullies.”
“Always.”
