So Trashy (Bad Boy Next Door Book 2) (11 page)

His tongue flits like a butterfly across the petals of my
pussy. I exhale slowly as he sucks first one pussy lip, and then the other. He
moves to my clit and bats it with his tongue until I squirm. Grabbing my hips,
he pulls me tight to his mouth. His tongue delves inside.

I open wider to him. My breath puffs between my lips as he
kisses my pussy deeply, his tongue sweeping the inner edges, only to slide out
to slip along the outer folds. He slides a finger into my entrance, pressing the
part of my slit that backs up to my ass.

Oh lord.

I bite my lip to keep from crying out. The pressure increases
as he continues pumping his finger in and out. It’s like he’s freaking fucking
me. My hips buck against his mouth, and my eyes close.

He adds another finger, turning and hooking them so they rub
that magical place so few men ever find. The faster he moves, the harder he
sucks my clit. I gasp against the coiling warmth spreading through the center
of my being.

As I unravel, my nerve endings hit the wall, sending tingles
from my pussy through my body, all the way to the tips of my fingers and toes. My
muscles contract and throb as the sensation rolls through me like a freight
train.

I let out a deep moan as I crest the orgasmic curl.

Buck pulls away and, before I take my next breath, he flips
me over. Big hands spread my legs and smooth along my inner thighs to my pussy.
His thumbs massage the swollen lips and dip into my dripping entrance, taking
turns sinking into my folds. The sticky, wet sounds soothe my raw nerves as I
lean back onto my elbows, head dropped back, sensation flooding me.

I hang on for dear life as he dips his head between my legs.
His thumbs still work at my slit as he kisses my pubic bone. Then he grazes my
clit with the tip of his tongue. I let out a little groan and raise my head.

The sight of his face buried in my pussy sends another wave
of cream to my folds.

He chuckles and looks up, his eyes holding mine. He blows
across my bud and smiles. “You liked that, eh?”

He’s a little too full of himself. Hell, he’s always been a
tad cocky.

I roll my eyes. “I’d give it a solid six.”

His eyebrows rise. “A six, huh? You sure about that?”

He licks my bud and tucks his thumb inside my slit, wiggling
it until my hips jerk against him. Then he grins, pops his thumb into his mouth,
and sucks my juice from it, doing the same with the other.

He licks his lips, and swipes his mouth with the back of his
hand. “Sure tastes like it might’ve been at least an eight.”

I grin. “Oh,
I’m
definitely an eight. But surely
you
can do better than that, especially if you ever want to get the coveted title
of Sexiest Man Alive.”

He stands as his smile spreads. He pushes his jeans off. “Oh
that? That was just the warm-up.”

Lou’s spread eagle before me, her hair tangled around her
head, her beautiful brown pussy still throbbing and twitching. The taste of her
cum on my tongue is ambrosia.

My dick flexes.

I swipe my jeans off the floor and pull a condom package
from the pocket. Lou’s lids are half lowered, and she pushes her fingers down
either side of her clit, rubbing. “I’m getting lonely already.”

Fuck, that’s hot.

I roll the protection over my cock and put one knee on the
bed.

She shoos me off, turning to her stomach. “From behind.”

“Oh no, you don’t.” I flip her back over, her tits bouncing.
“You’re going to know
exactly
who you’re with.”

Her eyes widen. “I—Who said—But—”

“I told you, Lou. I
know
you. You aren’t fooling
anyone.”

I smooth my hand up her thigh and cover her body with mine.
My palm cups one breast. I tweak her darkly beaded nipple as I latch onto the
other, swirling my tongue over it.

My cock throbs against her mound as I slide down to her
entrance. I reach between us, tickling her clit before I take my dick in hand
and guide it into her pussy. Oh, God, it’s been too long. I go still, savoring the
moment. I’ve had this in my mind for years.

One of the biggest regrets of my life has been that I was
only with Lou once. I shouldn’t have wasted all the time we had together before
it ended.

With my finger at the side of her face, I turn her head. “You
look at me. See who’s loving you.”

Her green eyes panic for moment. Good, that’s gotta be a
sign that she’s affected by this as much as me.

I kiss each of her temples, and then I move to her mouth. As
I slip my tongue along her lips, I sink into her. Her hands tighten on my hips
as I roll them forward and push deeper. All the emotion of that first time with
Lou floods me.

She inhales. I suck her puffy lip, so much like her pussy,
swollen with arousal. My cock hardens more, if that’s even possible.

She closes her eyes, squinting tight.

“Are you okay?” I stop, still deep within her heat.

She nods, but doesn’t open her eyes.

My chest tenses.

I graze the back of my knuckle along her cheek. “Lou. Look
at me. What is it? Am I hurting you?”

I hold my breath.

She shakes her head.

“Talk to me. I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me.”

She opens her eyes and tears fall from the corners, leaving
a trail into her hairline. A cold hand seizes my heart.

“Aw, Babe, what is it?”

Her eyes search mine. She bites her trembling lip as she
looks away. “Nothing. I’m fine.”

I pull back. “The hell you are. What’s wrong?”

Lou’s tears have always torn at me, made me weak. But right
now, I need to be strong. Show her she needs me.
Make
her need me.

Her hands glide down to cup my ass, pulling me tighter in as
she raises her legs, allowing me to sink deeper. “Are we going to fuck, or do
you want to cuddle and talk instead?”

A flash of anger flares. She thinks she can ignore this, but
I won’t let her. She’s missed me as much as I’ve missed her. And she may think
she can be hard and all fucking
Marine
tough. Well, she’s gonna admit
she’s missed me as much as I missed her if it’s the last thing I do.

I grab her jaw, forcing her to face me. “I know what you’re
doing, and that’s fine. You want to think of this as just fucking? Fine. I’m
going to fuck you so hard you’ll forget you ever fucked anyone else.”

I ram my cock deeper. She gasps, her grip on my ass
tightening.

“And later…” I pull back and punctuate my words with every
thrust. “You.
Will
. Say. It.”

Lou swallows hard enough for me to hear. “Say what?”

“That you’ve missed me.”

She huffs.

I curl over her, whispering into her ear, “Because I sure as
fuck missed the hell out of you.”

I straighten, standing on my knees. Holding her hips, I slam
into her pussy.

Her eyes never leave mine as she bites her bottom lip, and
her tits bounce in time with my thrusts, her hands stretching out to her sides,
fingers twisting in the sheets.

My dick hits deep inside. My cock thickens. Fuck, I want to
come. Shit.

I hold back, not allowing myself to plunge over the edge as
I pull her to me and then push her away only to bang into her over and over.
Harder and deeper.

Lou arches her back, and her eyes close as her pussy constricts
around my engorged erection. Her mouth opens and her brow creases. Her breaths
come in bursts.

I hammer against her until my bones seem to crash into hers,
bouncing back just to do it again. And again. And again.

When her body clenches tighter I can’t hold back. I let go
of her hips, and, dropping to my hands and knees, I thrust and withdraw in
deep, quick strokes.

She lets out a little whimper. I push further. Her eyes fly
open, and she meets my every stroke with the tilt of her hips.

I stare into her eyes as we move together. My breaths are
short and my heart is full. She has to feel something for me as she grunts with
every thrust.

I hit it harder, and her nails dig into my ass as she pulls
closer, making a sexy as fuck sound every time I plunge inside, but it’s like
she’s holding back.

I slow for a moment. “Let it out. Make so much fucking noise
the Thugs blush when we walk out of this room in the morning.”

Her body squeezes my cock as she yells, “Oh, God, Buck. Shut
up and fuck me!”

I grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back, laving
my tongue over the beating pulse at her neck while I pound her pussy.

It takes another thirty seconds or so, and she falls apart
in my arms, her breath hitching, her chest heaving, her cunt milking my cock of
every drop of cum it owns. My heart tries to beat its way out of my chest as I
curl my hips one final time, burying my dick as deeply as our bodies will
allow.

I kiss her temple and the side of her face as I move down
and pull out of her pussy. I lick from her collarbone to her puckered nipple,
massaging the other. Then I move to her navel, where I leave a trail of kisses
around it, and then it’s south to her clit.

I slip my finger into her dripping entrance. She gasps as it
latches hold. Her entrance still throbs with the remnants of her orgasm. I
flick my tongue over her bud and her hips tip, pulling away from the
stimulation.

I smile. “Your pussy tells me that fuck was at least a
nine.”

Her fingers run through my hair. She yanks a lock just above
my left ear, and I jerk back.

She draws up her knees. “My pussy doesn’t know what the fuck
it’s talking about. It’s obviously confused.”

I part her legs and lick her from asshole to clit. She lets
her knees fall open with a great exhale.

I push my finger into her entrance, wiggling it against that
little spot at the top, just inside. Her hips buck on my hand. I tickle her bud
with the tip of my tongue until she lets out another moan.

I slip a second finger in with the first and push deep,
swirling into the sweet juiciness of her pussy, pulling my fingers down, so I
can also slip my tongue just inside. I cover her clit and the top of her mound
with my mouth, creating a pocket of suction down to my fingers, allowing me to
suck up all the cream she’s made just for me. Then I slide my tongue from side
to side, back and forth across her clit.

Her cunt flexes around my fingers as I slather my tongue
over her and pick up the pace of shoving into her and pulling back. I hook my fingers
so they don’t slip out.

As she comes again, I savor every drop of her, storing up
the memory of how she feels and tastes. As prickly as she’s been, there’s no
telling how long I’ll be able to keep her.

* * *

She lay in my arms with her back to my chest and her ass
snuggled against my groin. I entwine my fingers with hers. The color contrast
of our skin stiffens my cock. I press a kiss to the back of her neck.

She stirs, turning to look into my eyes. “What are you
doing?”

“Just soaking you up.”

Her forehead wrinkles. “You are such a
girl
.”

I pull back, pinching her nipple. “Am not.”

She flops over to her side, facing me. “You talk more during
sex than any guy I’ve ever been with. That’s girly.”

“Fuck you, I barely said anything.” I kiss the tip of her
nose. “And forget those other guys, or we’ll have round two right now.”

Her eyes go wide and she covers her mouth as if in fright,
talking in her fake-hick accent. “Oh, I’m skeered.”

I grab her ass and pull her to my burgeoning erection. “You
should be. It’s time you say it.”

I nuzzle her neck.

Her fingers trail over my back. “Say what?”

“That you missed me.”

She rolls away from me. “I won’t. You can’t make me.”

I throw my arm over her, pulling her against me. I put my
mouth on her milk chocolate nipple and suck, sliding my hand over her mound to
dip a finger into her entrance.

I may not be able to get her to say it
yet
, but I
know she’s missed me. Those tears gave her away, whether she wants to admit it
or not. And right now, while she needs the money, I’ve got her. She’s mine.
Every fucking square centimeter of her is mine for the taking.

Mine for as long as I can hang on.

Mine to convince that I want her for forever this time.

Mine to love.