Justice Inked (Cowboy Justice Association 7) (21 page)

“I won’t break.” She wrapped her fingers around his cock, hot and pulsing under her palm, and slowly began an up and down motion from root to tip. He closed his eyes and sighed as he thrust into her hand a few times before drawing back with a moan.

“I won’t break either, baby. I’m a big man and can handle some roughhousing. I like my sex raw and dirty so I’m in sync with you there. If you’re sure, that is. I can give you what you want but you need to be sure you understand what that means.”

A rush of pure unadulterated desire welled up inside of her, creating a tight coil of arousal in her abdomen that almost stole her very breath away.

“I’m sure,” she panted, scooting down until the head of his cock was level with her eager mouth. She couldn’t wait to taste him and feel him slide over her tongue. “I’m tougher than I look.”

“You said you liked fast, and this first time probably will be because I’m already too far gone to hold back much. But after that I’m going to take my time fucking you. I may like it down and dirty but I don’t like to be rushed. I want to savor all the naughty things I’m going to do to your delectable little body.”

Rayne didn’t bother to reply with words, instead engulfing the head of his cock with her mouth and sliding down his length until he bumped the back of her throat. Dare let out a ragged groan as she tightened her lips to create the tightest, wettest pussy she could before pulling back up to the tip and then pushing back down. She wanted to give him the most authentic feeling of fucking her mouth and he clearly thought she was doing something right. His hands tangled in her hair, guiding her head up and down as his dick conquered her mouth.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” he grunted. “Never been so hot and tight before.”

Her fingers fondled his balls already pulled high against his body. He was close and she couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride that she’d sent him this far this fast. So she was shocked when he tucked his hands under her arms and lifted her off of him, her lips sliding off with a loud pop. Giggling, she allowed him to quickly shuck off her tank top and sleep shorts, lying back to let him look his fill. She’d never been ashamed of her body although it wasn’t near perfect. Her boobs and hips were too generous and her legs too short, but her waist was tiny and her thighs strong so it wasn’t all bad. Men seemed to like what they saw just fine.

His fingers reached out to trace the butterfly tattoo on her ribcage, the touches light but effective, sending sparks of electricity straight to her clit. She writhed under his close regard but he clearly wouldn’t be rushed. All of this would happen at his pace.

Dare was licking his lips as if she was a sweet dessert on a buffet and he hadn’t eaten in week. Wait, make that a month. His eyes almost glowed with devilment and she decided to let him take the lead and see what he came up with. She’d asked for rough and hard and she dearly hoped he could give it to her.

“You want it rough? Hang on then. But if it’s too much all you have to do is tell me to stop and I will in a split second. If you’re not enjoying something just let me know.”

His head dipped and he caught a beaded nipple between his teeth, biting down until she yipped with pain but her body responded as if he’d lavished the most luxurious pleasure on her. Her pussy clenched with need and her clit swelled in anticipation of what he might have in store for it. She tried to rub her thighs together but Dare was having none of that.

He chuckled and placed his big body in between her legs so they were spread wide. “No, ma’am. You don’t get to relieve the pressure. You wanted it like this and I’m going to give it to you. I’m going to make all your fantasies come true.”

She’d had so many raunchy dreams they’d be here all week. Not that it was a bad thing if they were. It wasn’t. But they both had to make a living, not to mention catch a few bad guys.

“What are your fantasies?” she asked as he suckled on the rosy tip of her breast, pulling it to the roof of his mouth as she wriggled and squirmed under his questing fingers. One hand plucked and pinched at the other nipple while the other traveled down her torso and over her hip until it sat at the entrance of her drenched pussy.

He didn’t press those digits inside of her, but instead drew out the pleasure by tracing her folds everywhere but the spot she needed it most, coating his hand in her honey. She thrashed underneath him but his size and strength easily held her under his control. She’d asked for this and he was giving her what she wanted, and then some.

“Baby, you’re my fantasy. A woman who is comfortable enough to know what she likes and isn’t afraid to ask for it. But be warned, my treasure.” That smile that never ceased to knock her over was in full force, wicked and gleeful. “Before this is over, you won’t be asking. You’ll be begging. You see, that’s what I like. I can’t wait for the pleas to let you come fall from those pretty full lips.”

For a man who didn’t say much or hardly smile, he had his dirty talk down pat.

“I don’t beg so I can’t see me doing it now.”

She glanced pointedly down at his reddish-purple cock glistening with precum at the tip. She’d never found a man that could hold back longer than she could and as much as Dare had impressed her so far, she doubted she had now. He’d give in far earlier than she would.

“I’m completely in control. Can you say the same?”

Before she could even begin to answer he thrust two thick fingers into her wet pussy, making her cry out with pleasure and pain. Any discomfort quickly dissolved as he found and stroked that sweet spot inside of her while his lips, tongue, and teeth tortured her nipples until they were delightfully sensitive and sore. White hot heat swept through her veins and the coil of arousal tightened in her belly until she could barely breathe. Her clit begged for attention and she reached down to touch it, but he slapped her hands away with an evil grin.

“Uh uh, naughty girl. No touching yourself. That’s my job now and I take it very seriously. You’ll wait until I say and not a second before.”

Why had she ever wanted him to smile? Now that he was, he looked more than a little dangerous but definitely exciting. His emotional unpredictability was part of his allure.

“Alpha bastard,” she whispered accusingly but moved her hand back to her side, clutching the sheets between white-knuckled fingers.

His head bent, he gave her slit a long lick from opening to clit, his tongue tracing the same trail his fingers had blazed only moments earlier. Changing up the rhythm, he never lingered long in one area and deliberately avoided the swollen button that would send her straight to paradise. Rayne’s entire being was shaking with arousal, white-hot and powerful. She lost herself to the maelstrom and allowed herself to be pulled down into the dancing flames. Her lids fluttered closed and her world became this moment with this man. Nothing else existed. No demands. No problems. Just pure ecstasy delivered courtesy of Dare Turner.

“Please.” Rayne barely recognized her own voice, but damn if she hadn’t begged. Despite the pain he must be in he’d held back until she barely knew her own name. Need and want were her overriding emotions and he played on them like a virtuoso.

“Yes, baby. I want you to come for me now. Come all over my fingers.”

Sucking her clit into his mouth, he lightly scraped the sides with his teeth, sending her into orbit. Like a freight train crashing into a wall going a hundred miles an hour, her orgasm slammed into her, making her scream out Dare’s name, her voice hoarse and needy. Her fingers curled into his hair as she rode his lips and tongue through her climax. It left her shaky and disoriented but he didn’t give her a minute to recover.

Rayne found herself flipped gently over onto her belly, his hands on her hips pulling her back onto her knees so her ass was high in the air, being extra careful of the bruises on her left hipbone. His palm caressed a buttcheek as he pressed wet kisses along her spine and shoulders.

“Are you sure about this? I’ll give you the ride of your life but I need to hear it from your lips. Tell me you want it.”

Dear God in heaven, Rayne wanted it so badly she could taste the sweet and spicy pleasure already. He was afraid of hurting her but she knew deep down he could never do her permanent damage. A few bruises and sore muscles seemed like a small price to pay for the sin he was about to lavish upon them both.

“Give it to me,” she hissed. “Hard. Fast. Rough. Do it.”

His cock traced her wet pussy and rubbed against her clit until she keened with pleasure and frustration. She tried to push back against him but he simply chuckled and held her easily.

Leaning down close to her ear, she felt him whisper, his breath warm on her neck. “Do I need a condom? I’m clean and haven’t been with anyone since my last physical.”

Rayne had to give him props that he was still thinking clearly. Protection hadn’t even drifted into her pleasure-addled brain.

Panting with excitement and anticipation, she shot an impatient but grateful look over her shoulder. “I have an IUD. You’re good to go. Fuck me.”

“Hold on.”

Digging her elbows into the mattress, Rayne braced herself and slid her knees farther apart into a more comfortable position. She needn’t have bothered though as Dare simply held her by her hips and lifted her off the bed so her bent legs rested on his powerful thighs. His cock nudged at her entrance and he gently pushed the head into her welcoming pussy, the broad tip stretching muscles she hadn’t used in way too long.

Desperate to be filled, Rayne wriggled her hips in invitation but Dare’s fingers only tightened on her waist in response. This fucking was on his timetable only.

Before she could catch her breath, he’d thrust his cock in to the hilt so he was balls deep inside of her, the walls of her pussy struggling to accommodate his large girth. With one stroke he’d pushed all the oxygen from her lungs and she struggled to inhale as he set up a punishing, brutal pace that had her pressing her cheek against the bed and clawing at the bedspread for purchase.

The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping on skin and tortured groans and pleas, most of them from her own lips. The heavy musk of sex, sweat, and pheromones hung in the air, teasing her nostrils and amping up her arousal. Dare’s fingers tangled roughly in her hair, pulling back until she was looking over her left shoulder. His hold just tight enough that he was giving her what she wanted but not so violent that it was painful.

“Watch me fuck you. Don’t close your eyes or I won’t let you come.”

It all became a blur. His hips snapping over and over again, driving his cock deeper than she’d ever had before. At one point he changed the angle of his thrusts to hit her g-spot and with every stroke he sent her higher and higher until she was hanging on the precipice waiting and hoping to fall over the edge.

So fucking good. She’d be sore later but she didn’t care. He rode her hard and mercilessly and it was everything she’d ever hoped for and more. This was what she’d craved for so long but had been denied.

Dare was battering her pussy so hard she’d scooted up on the mattress, her fingers fisting the pillows as if it was her last hold onto sanity and the real world. But the real world was wildly overrated.

“Dare…please…now…”

Her verbal skills had long abandoned her as flames licked up and down her limbs and settled low in her belly. Pressure built in her abdomen, coiled so tightly she was almost fearful of its detonation and whether she could survive.

Afraid he’d keep his promise and not let her orgasm, her gaze had never left Dare. His skin glistened with a fine sheen of sweat and the cords on his neck stood out in stark relief as he pounded her hard and fast. His jaw had clicked shut and his blue eyes were almost black with passion and he looked beautifully masculine and – for now, at least – all hers.

“It’s time.”

Those were his only words but not his only action. He reached around and placed two fingers on her clit, pressing and rubbing the swollen button. Rayne’s entire body froze, every muscle contracting in excruciating pain, but then the pleasure washed through her bones all the way to her fingers and toes. Wave after wave shook her world and she let it all pour over her in a psychedelic rainbow of sensation until it slowly ebbed away, leaving her worn out and limp.

At some point Dare had also reached his peak, growling as he so often did, but this one was far more feral and wild and it sent a pleasant shiver up her spine as they collapsed together, landing in a heap of arms and legs. Their breathing ragged, they gulped in air to their starved lungs as the sweat cooled on their skin. Dare eventually rolled onto his back, his arm still around her waist so she was tucked up next to him. Lying in his arms, she allowed herself the luxury to feel safe, warm, and cared for if only for a few more minutes. The real world would intrude soon enough.

She was half asleep when a loud
meow
startled her and she sat up in bed, the chilly air puckering her nipples. Spartacus sat on the nightstand wearing a look of total disgust on his whiskered face.

Dare scowled at the furry intruder, apparently not enjoying the idea of a feline critic of his technique. “Shit, how long has that cat been in the bedroom? I bet Sophie put him in here when she left for work this morning. Do you think he watched us?”

Laughter bubbled up at the absurdity of the situation. She’d gotten laid for the first time in forever and her cat had witnessed the whole thing. Spartacus might be getting revenge for having him fixed. Or maybe he was a furry little perv. Either thought wasn’t very comforting.

The situation was kind of funny if you didn’t think about it too hard.

“I think he did and I don’t think he was too impressed. He looks like he wants to give us a manual or show us a porno.”

“He can eat kitty litter, dammit. I don’t need a fucking cat telling me how…” Dare’s eyes widened as if he was seeing the cat for the first time. “What the…has anyone told you your cat looks like Kirk Douglas?”

Chapter Twenty-Four