Ryan
I broke away from our kiss and took in Allison's state. Our heavy breathing filled the room, our lips swollen from the kiss. My hair was rough from how hard she had been pulling it. She walked to the bed, an extra sway in her hips. And then leaned back on her elbows, waiting for me. I didn't hesitate in making my way to her, I knew what she wanted. I got down on my knees, her bathrobe had ridden up exposing her creamy thighs. Placing gentle kisses on each of them before parting her legs. She sucked in a sharp breath when I ran my finger across her slit, and I chuckled at her reaction. She fell back onto the bed, and I took my mouth closer to her pussy, desperate to taste her. I let my tongue run across her slit and opening, teasing her. Her hand makes a quick grab of my hair, when I shove my tongue inside her. "Oh, bloody hell," she exclaimed loudly and tugged on my hair. I don't relent, as I added a finger and play with her clit. I teased the sensitive nub, causing her to jerk a little and moan. "Ryan, please." I changed pace and direction, licking, sucking, and using my fingers some times. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she moaned wantonly as all sense of self-consciousness was replaced by pleasure. Slowly, I dipped a finger inside of her and she sucked in a breath, as if startled by the new sensation. My lips pressed against her clit, gentle and warm. I watched as she relaxed a little. I let her get used to it, and then I used my tongue to flick over the nub, causing her to gasp. I rubbed and flicked her clit it again, I wanted her to feel just how good my tongue and fingers could make her feel. "I'm gonna cum!" She cried out before exploding all over my fingers. Her body racks with pleasure, and her grip on my hair loosened as she rode out her orgasm. After she had recovered from her first orgasm, she hastily took off my bathrobe and tossed it. Allison gawked at my naked form and licked her lips, as if just seeing me for the first time. She looked away long enough, for her to take her robe off, and I was equally mesmerized by her body. I wanted her so bad it hurt. "I want you so fucking bad, baby." I whispered as I stroked my length slowly. I was kneeling above her while she stared up at me. My fingers slide in and out of her, and her lips parted as she let out a moan. I used one hand to finger her, while the other stroked my cock as she watched. "Fuck, I can't wait anymore, you feel so good around my fingers. I need you." I muttered desperately before spreading her legs. Before she could respond, I claimed her with my mouth. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling herself as close to me as she could. I could feel my cock against her inner thigh. My whole body felt like it was on fire with desire. I wanted to be inside her so bad. And it seemed the anticipation was driving her wild also because she pulled back from the kiss. "Ryan, I want all of you, please." "Relax, baby. You're so tight." I muttered. "I want you deep inside me, please." "Oh, god, you have no idea how sexy it is to hear you say that." I grabbed her ass and angled myself so I was positioned better. I pushed up against her entrance and she dug her fingernails into my back. "More," Allison said. I kept one hand on her ass, but I grabbed the back of her head with the other, pulling her in for a much softer, more gentle kiss. "Fucking hell! You feel so good, baby. You take me so well." I groaned, increasing my pace and thrusting into her. She felt too fucking good. I wanted more of her. "Yes, yes..." she chanted. "Don't stop," Allison moaned and the way her sultry moans filled my ear made me increase my pace. Pounding into her so hard, the sound of our skins slapping filled the room. The way she moaned… goddamn. I could come to the mere sound of her. Allison’s lips fall open, and she looks into my eyes as pure pleasure rocked her body, her pussy clamping down on my cock viciously. “Ryan,” she moaned and tightened around me. And I'm certain she's about to come again. My finger returned, circling around her clit as I continue to thrust into her. I was gentle and slow. Combining the new sensation with the movement of my finger on her clit. I noticed her breathing grow rapid, and I could feel her tighten even more around my cock as the pressure of another orgasm built. All of the sudden, I added another finger close to her spinchter. Teasing the area but not inserting my finger. Her eyes widened and she gasped. Her hand grabbed the sheet so hard, as I overwhelmed her with pleasure. I thrust my cock deeper so it reached a place that made her back arch. She gasped again as a jolt of pure sensation rushed through through her. "I'm coming!" She cried out with pleasure as she coated my cock with her come. "So fucking good,” I moaned, my forehead falling to hers. Her pussy is like a hot, soft vice, enveloping my cock perfectly. I hold as still as I can to give her a chance to recover from her orgasm. Almost immediately, feel my orgasm building. I placed my hand under her thighs, lifted them up and began to thrust faster into her. "Ah, fuck! I'm gonna come. Fucking hell!" I grunted and groaned loudly as my balls tightened and my thrusts became slow. I pulled out immediately and stroked my cock until ropes of my come fell on her lower stomach.TRIGGER WARNING: Degradation, Owning, Rough, Kennedy I didn't expect my night to be interrupted by my one annoying, insane, toxic and dangerous friends with benefits, covered in bruises and bleeding. But here we are."It doesn’t hurt unless you touch it,” he says. “Kens—” I kneel in front of him, not letting him say anything else. I lather the soap on my hands and start washing his legs. When I look up at him, his cock is standing straight up. It’s long and thick with a vein throbbing underneath. My mouth waters as I stare at it. “Sorry.” He roughly clears his throat, but never takes his eyes off me. I hesitate before reaching up and lightly gripping his cock. He rests his hand on the wall, bracing himself. Slowly, I slide my hand up and down, squeezing gently.“Is this okay?” I murmur, and he nods. I keep my eyes on his as I pump my hand over him, his thighs flexing with each stroke. “Your mouth,” he grits out. “Put it in your mouth, baby. Please.” Leaning up, I wrap my lips
Ezekiel Kennedy will be the death of me. “You got drunk with him?” I try to keep my voice even. She nods lazily, her head flopping around. I try to keep calm. I have no idea why she even has any male friends.She has me. I'm enough. Call me crazy or unhinged. I don't care. My craziness is granted when I know that other men want my woman.“He had to take me to the bathroom because I felt sick, but he ended up being the one to barf.” She laughs hard at that, her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth wide open. “You should’ve been there.” “I don’t want you drinking around men when I’m not with you,” I say. She blinks a few times, her eyes still dazed as she tries to focus on the camera.“Seriously?” “Yes,” I grit out. “You’re mine, Kennedy. And I don’t let what’s mine party with men alone.” She scrunches her nose at me, scowling again. There she is.“I wasn’t alone. David was there, too.”“You’re not helping your case, love,” I say flatly. “I didn’t know I had a case to help.” Her s
Lucy I stare at Rhett, the way he relaxes in the chair.When he fluffs the book like a damn newspaper, I realize what he’s reading. A special edition signed copy of my favorite vampire smut. One that’s crawling with page after page of dirty vampire sex. “Oh my God, stop reading that book.”He clutches it to his chest and gasps. “This is my new favorite book. It’s giving me lots of ideas.” Rhett bookmarks the page with an actual bookmark (I couldn’t be more proud) and smirks. “I didn’t know you were such a dirty girl.”“Did you read the whole thing?”“Yep.” He smiles, that damn dimple popping out to kill me. “I don’t have a fountain to recreate that first scene for you, but I can eat your pussy on the edge of the bathtub if you’d like. I don’t think we need to be too exact, especially because you’re no virgin.”“Rhett!”“Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I had a question about the blood exchange though. Do you think something like that really heightens the sexual experience
Third Person Seth cocked a challenging brow. “I swear to God, man, if you keep complaining about not having anyone to fuck, I’ll call your bluff and fuck you myself.”The other man smirked. “Sorry, you’re not my type.”“Bullshit. I’m everyone’s type.”As amusing as Jackson found the exchange, he was eager to get going. He still had to go home and shower before he headed over to Mia’s apartment. They would only have two hours of alone time before Danny came home from football practice, and Jackson wanted to make use of every second he had her to himself.With a hurried goodbye to his teammates, he got into his truck and hightailed it out of the lot. He didn’t usually speed, but today he found himself going thirty over the limit. The anticipation coursing through his body confirmed what he’d already known—he had it bad. He was tired as heck, hungry enough to pass out, yet he was so eager to see his sexy gardener that his sore muscles and grumbling stomach barely made a blip on his ra
Richard Is this okay? “Hell no, it’s not okay,” I say, but Gabe totally gets the wrong idea and pulls back. I grip his shirt and hold him against me. “It’s not okay because fuck, I need more. I need …” I roll my hips.“Want me to take care of that for you?”I nod because making words is impossible. I wait for that overwhelming sense to hit me—the reminder that I have no clue what I’m doing—but it stays silent, and the relief is strong. And I know why. Gabe. I completely trust that he’ll be okay with whatever happens, and it makes it easier to let myself sink into it and enjoy what comes next.“We’ll go slow?” Gabe asks.“Fuck, go as fast as you want.”He chuckles. “I mean in terms of what you want to do. Want me to use my hand? My mouth?”I nod again.“Both wasn’t an option.”“Why not?”“High school rules. It was only ever one or the other.”I really want his mouth, but flashing back to those awkward high school years where I first explored what I like, it was always a tit-for-ta
KieranWhen opposites attract..... One kiss. That’s all it took to untie my control.I’ve tried to be so fucking patient. But the moment he looked at me with those liquid eyes in the truck, I just snapped.And so did he. There are two strong hands on my shoulders, telling me what he needs. Every kiss draws us closer. I didn’t know kisses could run so deep and dark. I taste more of Roderick than of myself.I am amazed by so many things. The scent of his skin. The force of his tongue against mine. And my own boldness as I latch my hand to the back of his neck and whisper against his lips, “I want you.” It’s the truest thing I’ve ever said in my life. I am made of wanting.In answer, Roderick’s hand slides down my chest. And when it keeps going—his fingertips parting my jacket, grazing my abs, searing me through the thick cotton of my shirt—I break out in a sweat. Then he reaches for my belt buckle.And tugs.I make a noise of shocked elation when he unbuckles my belt and pops the bu
Amelia I never expected Justin and I to last this long. He was always on tour, and I was busy with work.But now, sitting in front of him in this motel. I want so badly to feel gis skin on mine again.He kissed me on the forehead. “Now that we got that out of the way, I do need to be honest with you about something.”I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Okay.”“I somehow thought I could handle five months with no sex, but the reality is…I’m feeling more like an animal in heat than a celibate monk.”I laughed. “Oh really.” My tone turned serious. “Maybe I can help. Tell me what you need.”“Confession,” he said over my lips. “I didn’t exactly take you here so we could talk.”I kissed him. “Confession. I didn’t exactly dress like a dirty groupie so you could sing to me.”His mouth was against mine as it curved into a wry smile. Within seconds, he took my face in his hands before his lips swallowed mine whole. A stifled moan escaped from me into his starving mouth as our tongues moved
Marie One night was all they asked for last weekend, but I denied them.Two young men who wanted me? Me? A woman at least twice their age with wrinkles and a pudge for a belly and all those nasty purple veins and stretch marks on her legs. I didn’t believe for one moment that those two devilishly handsome men actually wanted me.Yet I was back. Back at the same bar where they had asked me to go home with them last weekend, hoping that they’d ask me again because, last time, it took me by surprise. This time, if I had a couple glasses of wine to get myself to believe their words, I might just say yes.After taking a deep breath, I stepped into the bar and could immediately feel their eyes on me. Instead of glancing over toward the corner of the bar, I straightened out my back and pushed some of my graying blonde hair over my shoulder.Stay confident, Marie. They don’t intimidate you. They know nothing about you.I slid into my usual seat and grabbed a menu from the counter. I alrea