Page 12 of Vinter
“Dumbass.” He muttered the word under his breath as he took another bite of waffles, this time with a bite of bacon as well.
She smiled at his comment and continued eating her own breakfast. With each bite, her opinion about the waffles didn’t change. Would he share the recipe? Would he trade for it? She’d be willing to perform any sexual favor for him in exchange. Then again, doing anything sexual for him or with him was reward enough, waffle recipe or no waffle recipe.
“Why did he call?”
She caught a bit of syrup on the tip of her tongue that was about to fall from the end of her fork. “Wanted to talk. Said he felt bad about how things ended.”
“From what you said,thingsdidn’t end, he ended them. And he should feel bad. He deserves to have his sorry ass kicked. You don’t break up with a woman in a text message. That’s a fucking coward thing to do.”
His hands fisted as he spoke. One around the fork, the other on his thigh. Tension floated off his body in waves. His cock was rock-hard beneath his jeans too. He was angry and he wanted sex. Lust spiked through her, settling between her legs. The delicious waffles, forgotten.
“Vinter.” She said his name and he turned his head. With only one thought in mind, she lifted her fork over one breast and let the syrup drip down on her flesh. “Fuck me.”
It was the first time she’d been so bold without him coaxing her into it and he took the offering without hesitation. “Spread your legs and hook your feet into the bottom rungs.”
He wanted her spread wide and it was exhilarating, freeing. He dropped to his knees and buried his face against her pussy. Lips and teeth and tongue all conspired to drive her insane. He lifted her legs over his shoulders, then pulled her ass toward him, latching on to her cunt lips. He sucked and nipped and licked.
When he lifted his head, his mouth was glistening with her juices. “Lick that syrup off your tit. Let me see your tongue on your skin, on your nipple.”
Oh man. The way the word tit rolled off his tongue, so smooth, so naughty had her sex tingling in need. This was something else she hadn’t done before.
“Do it. Show me the naughtiness in you. Give me everything, Elise.”
She did. She so wanted to show him what he wanted, what he was asking. She so wanted to give him everything he spoke of and then some. She lifted her breast in her hand and lowered her head, her tongue snaking out, licking at the stickiness. It was sweet, but with his eyes burning hot, it was sweeter in more ways than one.
She took her nipple between her teeth and pulled on it, drew it into her mouth and suckled. Arousal slid down low through her belly and flooded her wide-open pussy and she wiggled.
“Oh yeah, baby. That’s beautiful. Now, don’t let go of it until I say.”
With her mouth full, she couldn’t answer in any way other than to nod her head. Her nipple pebbled, firmed, and when she teased it, she moaned in pleasure.
“Bite down on it. Yeah, like that. So sexy. Damn girl, you’re bad. I love it.”
He lowered his gaze back to her sex. His teeth captured her clit and he worried it between them as she worried her nipple between her teeth. The double-teaming of pleasure zones was overwhelming.
He held her in place with his hands on her thighs and she writhed against his mouth, seeking more pressure. The harder he ate at her, the harder she bit and tugged and laved on her nipple.
Erotic. Hot. That’s what it was, two mouths working on her, pushing her toward an orgasm. It was even hotter that one of the mouths was her own. She lowered her gaze downward and found him watching her. They kept their eyes locked on each other even as she began to rock her hips. It felt so good, so torturous. Her other hand went to her other breast and her fingers plucked at the nipple. She issued a moan that he mirrored when his gaze shifted between her teasing play.
And the teasing was too much. She squealed and bucked on the stool, grateful for the bar at her back. Her breathing grew shallow and her hips and ass and stomach moved in an undulating motion. She tensed, feeling the release flow between his mouth below and hers above. It was like an invisible thread that ran between her nipples and her clit. The thread pulled taut, then let go, and pleasure flooded her. She freed her nipple when the wave crashed over her and she gasped for air. It was all she could do not to slide right off the stool.
Her clit throbbed. Pleasure and pain. She pushed at his head and he lifted away, only to drop her legs and pull her down to the ground with him. She straddled his thighs and he held her poised over his cock.
“Say it now, Elise. Condom? Your choice. But make it quick, baby.”
Shit. She wanted to take him without one. She wanted to feel him, naked and hot. Double devils worked her mind, one against the other. Should she or shouldn’t she? Fuck. She peered down at him, her gut answering her. Again. She’d given him her trust from the moment she met him. She impaled herself slow and steady, each barbell raking against her ultra-sensitive skin. They stretched her and her flesh accommodated them.
His mouth claimed hers and she didn’t care anymore when he’d done it. The taste and musky scent of her pussy assaulted her. It was intoxicating, and she devoured him, sucking on his tongue, making him groan.
With his arms wrapped around her, he shifted them around until he could lay her back on the floor. Then his cock pistoned inside her, thrusting, fucking. He pushed in, pulled out, then pushed in again. He wasn’t slow or gentle with her. No, he was hard and unrelenting, forcing her to focus only on him.
His arms pressed into the ground on either side of her head and he lifted himself up, looking down on her. Oh yeah, he was so fucking beautiful. The bright colors of his tattoos stood out, more so than in the post-haze of her orgasm. She loved to look at him. She loved fucking him.
His eyes once again connected with hers and he stiffened. He looked animalistic, dangerous as he came.
“Oh yeah. So good. So goddamned good,” he ground out.
And it was. It was the best sex she’d ever had. Well, that wasn’t true. The sex with him earlier had been the best as well. So had the dry humping outside the bar last night.
