Page 42 of Dirty
Wrapping my arms around her, I grabbed her ass from behind and pulled her to me. Her pussy was mine. Every inch of her was mine. I wanted to inhale and consume every part of her, until she had no comprehension of what was real and what wasn’t anymore.
Sera panted, winding her fingers into my hair.
Yes.
Fucking yes.
So. Fucking. Hot.
When she started pulling and tugging on my hair, I nearly swept her off her feet and slammed her into the grass there and then, so I could thrust myself inside her.
Innocent girls were all well and good. Sometimes, dominating a woman in bed felt great, and was the only way I could fucking come, but not with Sera. I didn’t want to dominate her. I wanted to be her equal. I wanted her to let me know what she wanted. When she tightened her grip on my hair, rocking her hips against my mouth, I took the hint: she wanted more.
So I fucking gave her more.
I gave her my tongue inside her pussy. I licked and laved at her expertly, and I didn’t stop when she began to shiver with the beginnings of an orgasm. I gave her my fingers, pumping them inside her, teasing her g-spot as I sucked gently at her clit, and when her knees buckled out from underneath her and she couldn’t stand upright anymore, I gave her three seconds to recover herself before I laid her down and started all over again.
“Jesus, Fix! Oh my god!’ Her eyelids fluttered like crazy as she rocked herself against my face. “You’re…you’re going to make me come,” she gasped.
Was I ready for her to come? Nope. No fucking way. Just as she was about to tumble over the edge, her fingers clawing at my back, scratching the material of my t-shirt, I stopped.
“Oh my god,” Sera hissed. Her back was arched, head titled back, her tits straining against the ACDC shirt she was wearing—easily the most arousing thing I’d ever seen. I prowled up the length of her body slowly, enjoying the view as she writhed and twisted beneath me. My dick was throbbing in my pants, almost painful now. I was so fucking hard. Sera wasn’t going to know what the fuck had hit her when I finally unleashed myself on her.
“Open your eyes,” I commanded. Using my right hand, I held her lightly at the base of her throat—I wasn’t going to cut off her air supply. That would be fucking stupid, considering she was a likely victim of abuse, so I just held my hand there, waiting for her to respond. She obeyed my command, her eyelids flickering open to reveal those, warm, deep eyes that I’d become so besotted with.
“Tease,” she whispered. Her lips were plump and swollen, a darker, more sensual red than normal. I took her bottom lip between my teeth and I tugged, pulling at it, just enough that the pressure would sting a little.
“I haven’t even shown you the meaning of the word. I will, though, Sera. You don’t need to worry about that. I’m going to drive you to insanity. First, I need you naked. I need your skin on my skin, and I need it fucking now.” I grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it up over her head. Her bra—pretty, lacey, also black—went next.
The moment her bare tits were exposed, bouncing as I tore away her clothes, all common sense vanished. My ears started buzzing, high-pitched like tinnitus. “Jesus…fucking…wept, Sera.”
Even lying on her back, her breasts were perky and full, her skin pale and creamy, like fine porcelain. My hands literally hurt—the prospect ofnottouching them was so traumatic that my skin buzzed with anticipation. Cupping her in both hands, I had to breathe deeply for a second. Control. I needed control. Fuck, no amount of will power in the world was going to hold me back now.
“I’m gonna get naked now, Sera,” I gritted out through my teeth. “I’m gonna do all the things I’ve been fantasizing about doing to you, and I swear to everything holy that you’re gonna fucking like it. You’re gonna come all over my cock. You’re gonna shake and moan, and your head’s gonna fucking spin, and I’m going to fucking adore it.Are you ready?”
She trembled, like her whole world was already shaking, being turned upside down, but her eyes were clear when she met my gaze and said, “Yes, Fix. I’m ready for you.”
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SERA
I’d never been so wet in my entire life. Everywhere Fix touched me, his fingers and his mouth left a trail of fire in their wake. I’d given up reminding myself how stupid this was, and I’d succumbed to inevitability. That’s what this had been, from the beginning: inevitable. The draw between Fix and I was wild and confusing. I was never going to understand why I couldn’t seem to shake myself of this need for him, so… what was the point in even trying? I’d known for a while I was going to end up back here with him, entwined with him, losing myself in him again, and it felt divine. I’d surrendered myself to him, and the relief I experienced when it was I’d done it was monumental.
“Yes, Fix. I’m ready for you.” I breathed the words out, and I realized that I didn’t just mean right now, here, naked in this field. I meant that I wasreadyfor him. All of him. His wicked tongue. His quicksilver eyes. His dark past. He was Pandora’s box, and I knew opening him was a bad idea. I wanted to know his secrets, though. I wanted to learn everything about him. I was willing to accept the risk that getting to know him properly would inexorably pose.
What kind of person took stock of a person like Fix and decided they wanted them in their lives? Who was I becoming? I didn’t know anymore, and that scared the shit out of me. All I knew was that Fix stirred such powerful, demanding desires within me, and I was helpless to fight them. We were a catastrophe waiting to happen, and I was walking into it with my eyes open. To hell with the consequences.
Fix had been hovering over me, picking me apart with forensic intensity. The muscles in his shoulders and his arms strained as he rocked himself backward, sitting on his heels first, and then rising to his feet. “Look at me,” he commanded. “Look at my body. Look how much I fucking want you, Sera.” His t-shirt came off first, swiftly followed by his shoes, socks and jeans. He didn’t have to remove his boxers, because he wasn’t wearing any. His cock sprang free, and I did as I was told—I witnessed just how badly Fix wanted to be inside me. He was rock solid and swollen. Fucking magnificent.Shit.
Shit, shit, shit!
I really must have drunk a lot the other night in the motel; the tequila sloshing around my system must have dulled my reaction when I’d seen Fix’s cock for the first time, but now I was clear-headed, and my immediate response was to close my legs. He was fuckinghuge. Not just in length, but in girth, too. Penises weren’t attractive to me in an aesthetic way, but Fix was kind of astonishing. If he put that thing inside me…
If he was rough with me, he was going to split me in two.
“Don’t look so frightened,” Fix murmured. He took his dick in his hand, squeezing the end, but he didn’t move his fist up and down his length. “I know what I’m doing. I made you feel fucking amazing last time, didn’t I?”
Swallowing, I nodded. “Yeah. But…fuck, Fix...”
