Chrome: With a Heart Forged in Steele (Carolina Bad #4) (15 page)

Sexual Healing

RAYCE STOOD IN FRONT of me, the sides of the shirt gaping wide around her soft tits as she flicked open the last buttons.

I rose to my feet.

“Not sure this is a good idea.” Watching hungrily, I was barely restrained.

“Why not?” Her head tilted, and her tiny nose ring caught the bedside light.

“I’m not really in control of myself, and I don’t wanna hurt you.” My voice was hoarse, my cock throbbing.

The old soft flannel drifted off her shoulders, down her arms, and slipped from her fingertips.

Her sexy daring immediately fled, and she cupped one arm across her amazing breasts and one hand over her pussy.

I approached her, my nostrils flaring, wanting to catch the tang of her arousal. “Not shy with me, are you?”

Dropping her hands, she cocked her hips. “No. I’m just more comfortable being one of the guys.”

“Hate to break it you, princess, but I could never see you as one of the guys.” I pulled her to me, my big rough hands capturing the full swinging mounds of her tits.

Her head fell back, and I followed her, bending over her. My heart hammered in my chest, an echoing beat pumping all the way up the thick pole of my cock.

I kissed her. Kissed her forever. Soft and slow and deep. Hard and raw and fast. Her juicy lips clung to mine, and she made the most insane sounds—low whimpers, husky moans. Nothing but our mouths sucking, biting, our hands grasping, kneading.

I could kiss her the whole night long. I would’ve too if she hadn’t broken free, begging, “Oh, God, Boom. Please, suck my tits.”

I kneeled in front of her. “Give ’em to me.”

Rayce took both overflowing handfuls and fed them to me.

When I straight-up attacked her tits, her knees buckled. I wrapped an arm around her thighs and held her in place.

I stared at her face while she watched me take each nipple in turn into my mouth. Rubbing my dark stubble against her skin, I chuckled when she shivered, her legs wobbly again. Hitching her to me, I nuzzled between the full mounds, licking deep into her cleavage before returning to the high pink peaks that motherfucking entranced me.

“I love the way you look at me, Boomer.” Rayce pulled her tit free and offered me the other. “Like you can’t get enough.”

She had no idea. I whisked a hand up and down her legs before settling it against her ass. She had the most silky, creamy skin—the black tats just enhancing how crazy sweet she was.

Gripping her rear in both hands, I juggled the twin globes of her backside while I hungered over the two in my face. I swatted her on both cheeks, hard and fast. When she yelped and pushed deeper into my mouth, I did it again.

This tiny woman with the big bad personality and unstoppable mouth was totally mine.

Her dirty laugh hit me as I licked and suckled her nipples.

“What?” I could barely drag my gaze away from her tits—now gleaming.

“Bet you want to motorboat them.” With a half-smirk, she combed through my hair.

“You have no idea.”

“Later.” Her hands beneath my chin, she guided me up against her. “Time for you to get naked.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice. I whipped off my shirt while she drew off my heavy leather belt, letting it whip in a coil to the floor. Kneeling in front of me, she tackled my leathers. I tangled my fingers in her hair and threw my hips forward in an instinctive reaction when she tugged the tight zipper with a metallic bite-bite-bite along my too-hard shaft.

Licking the thick hot roll of flesh as it made an appearance between the parted black leather, Rayce rocked back on her heels.

“Such a big boy.” Her fingers skimmed my encased length.

I bucked against her again and drew her mouth back to my cock.

Her hands drove inside, dragging the pants down my thighs until finally my shaft sprang free, slapping up to my abs and leaving a wet trail across her face.

The V of my pelvic cut framed a swath of pubes, my dick, and the twin dydoe piercings through the head of my cock. Engorged. And my sac hung like two weights between my thighs.

“Fuck. You are big, Boom.” Rayce drew one of my balls between her lips.

Then the other.

I held her face against me, and she pushed everything off of me: boots, socks, pants. Gone.

Scooping a fingerful of precome onto my finger, I pressed it into her licking, hot mouth, listening to her swelling moans.

I lifted Rayce in my arms and tossed her onto the bed where she bounced. Climbing up after her, I was a big dark shadow above her. She made me feel huge. Capable. And ready to come way too soon.

Her hands skimmed up the bunched muscles of my arms and shoulders, down the flexed sinews of my back, and crossed to my torso. Her fingers drifted to my abs, and my neck cranked back as my stomach clenched.

Reaching low, she pumped me a few times. Tight grip, slow rub. Enough to make me lose my nut right then and there just because it was Rayce. Gripping her wrist, I pushed her hand down to the bed beside her head.

Damn but she looked good. All spread out for me. Total sexy kickass woman in need of the fuck I was gonna give her.

My gaze coasted down her body, settled on her cunt. The little trimmed triangle of black curls. The plump lips. The clit—pink and pearly—popping free of her hood.

I smiled.

She shoved up on her elbows. “What?”

Using my thumbs, I caressed the outer edges of her shimmering slit, pulling more wetness from the center. “Prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen. Pretty sure I’m gonna thrash it.”

A tight shudder wracked through her body as she fell back and arched up.

I pushed my thumb inside her hot mouth. She sucked the pad of my finger the same way she had my dick, with insistence and greedy little slurps.

Withdrawing my wet finger, I trailed my hand down the center of her gorgeous body. Kneeling between her thighs, I spread her legs wide, wider. I needed to make way for my meat.

My hand stroked up and down my cock, the trickling precome adding to the wet hot noise as I pushed my slick thumb into her pretty pink opening.

“Think you can take all this dick?” I slapped it against her pussy.

One strike. Two. One more blow as she writhed beneath me.

“We’ll never know if you don’t try,” she gasped out.

Always the smartass.

“Maybe I’ll just shut you up with my cock in your mouth, princess.” My sneer was nothing short of lust-filled.

I smacked her slippery cunt again—once with the first few inches of my shaft, then with the flat fingers of my hand as I held her legs pinned wide.

Her moan rolled through the house like her hips rolling up to me for more.

“Oh. You like that idea, huh?” Leaning over, I kissed her lips while she panted against me, nipping me with her little teeth. “Too bad. This dick’s only got one home tonight.”

Rising up, I rummaged through the bedside table and snagged a condom.

“Put it on me,” I ordered.

“Hope it’s extra large,” she teased, ripping open the foil.

Pulling her to me by the nape of her neck, I mouthed the tips of her breasts. “Don’t you worry. It is.”

She fingered the piercings through the head of my dick and slipped my gushing precome all around while she blew into the base of the rubber to open it.

“I want to feel these, you, raw inside me.” Sitting on her knees beside me, she wiggled her hips.

“We can make that happen.” I grunted as her sure fingers sheathed me, and she moaned, tugging the latex down to my thick base.

Switching so she lay below me, I nudged her soft wet opening. Her slick cleft gave me a sucking kiss, and I wrapped my hands around her ankles, pushing against her.

Rayce’s body rippled from head to toe as I spread her legs, spread her sweet lips with the head of my cock. She propped up, watching me, biting her lip, half-closing her eyes until the dark fan of her lashes slid across her cheeks.

She accepted me deeper. The veiny girth splitting her open. Piercing her.

I kissed her ankle, her knee. Drew my hands down to the tight tendons of her upper thighs, pulling her open.

Rayce was burning hot. Slippery wet. Too snug for me to drive straight into. I dipped in and withdrew. I plunged deeper—halfway—and pulled out. Every muscle in my body stamped like blue steel.

She moaned, grasping my forearms.

“How’s that feel?” I notched deeper, her cunt wetting my cock.

Her hips shifted. Another inch plunged inside.

“So big,” she whispered.

“There’s more.”

She whimpered.

Rayce. Whimpering. Fuck.

I withdrew until the fat head of my cock was cradled in her moist opening.
“That’s what I dreamed about. Watching your pussy cling to my cock.”

She was stretched wide. I rubbed my fingers across the edge of her labia where they hugged my shiny shaft.

She felt like liquid sex.

Gently thrumming her clit that rested on my cock, I struck deeper inside.

Looking down, she shivered.

She reached for me and took me in her palm, stroking the length that remained outside of her. “I made you really wet.”

A harsh rush of breath sped out of me. I pulled her hand away.

Shafting inside until my balls slapped her upturned ass, I kicked my head back with a groan. “I fuckin’ love it.”

I held completely still as her body squeezed me in a tight molten embrace. So close. Too close.

“Are you gonna fuck me?”
She tucked her hand between my legs and fondled my swollen balls.

Dragging her hand to my shoulder, I slid from her cunt. “Gonna go really slow. Want you to feel every inch of me.”

With a wet slap, my cock snapped up against my belly.

Grasping the hot, hard pole in her hand, Rayce rubbed it around her pussy.

I pulled back and thrust so slowly inside her I felt every grasp, every squeeze. I filled her completely, and bumped against the mouth of her womb.

Her breath caught. Her eyes rolled back. Her short fingernails traveled down my back, dug into my ass.

She arched up when I quickly withdrew.

“More. Fuck, Boomer!”

The next stroke had me cursing, too. She rippled around me, gripping me, guiding me, her cunt goddamn hugging me so, so wet and tight. I hit bottom after a long plunge, and she wailed, close to coming.

Bucking against me, she looked at me with glassy eyes. “That’s not slow. It’s snail.”

“Don’t sass me when I’m fucking you, Rayce.”

“Or what?”

I came at her with a hard rough slam.

She howled, “Oh yes!”

“That’s what.” Slowing down, I filled her with my cock and grinded against her on each thrust.

Her body ratcheted higher with each long, slow, deep stroke. Her gasps filled the room continuously. She slapped her hands against my chest, my back, the bed, and screamed with her first release.

Coming so fast and loud she nearly blasted me off, too.

My cock was so big her clit rubbed against my shaft on each plunge.

She climaxed again, a shivering wreck, and I couldn’t wait any longer.

I needed to fuck. Hard.

My arms hooked beneath her legs lifted her ass from the bed and opened her hot cunt even more for my fast pounding thrusts.

Rough and raw.

Powerful and passionate.

The need to connect. We’d both been through so much and been so alone.

Intensely hot. Incredibly intimate.

I kissed her once, twice, slamming deep. I wanted to keep kissing her sweet lips, but I . . .

Rayce hung on, fucked me back, screamed out loud.

A fiery, shooting, almost-pain started deep in my balls. It seized my body in a fist, twisted my muscles, fucked my head. I pistoned deep. Held her hips and jerked my pelvis. Impaling her as the huge rush spilled out of me in a torrent of come and curses and absolutely roaring need.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Rayce yelled.

Finally emptied, I let out a gust of breath that was more satisfied groan than anything else.

Slowly easing out, I made sure I didn’t collapse on top of her. But, man, I was wrecked in the very best way.

I smoothed a palm up Rayce’s thigh to her rounded hip. “That was insane.”

“Insanely hot.” She snuck up and snatched my lips between hers.

“Fuck.” I teased her mouth with my tongue.

“You can say that again.”

“You always have comeback?”

“You should know. You come more than any man I’ve ever seen. Porn included. Plus you have a cockstar dick.” Her hazel eyes flicked to mine, sparkling with tiny glints of gold.