Thrust: Bad Boy Racing Romance (Fastlane Series Book 2) (7 page)

Far from it. The man was immense.

“Ooohh ahhhh!” I cried out, my head falling back.

Shocked and searching for a breath, I reached for his shirt with one hand, clutching the fine material and ripping at it. Battling a new kind of pain, I mewled a guttural groan, lurching forward and collapsing against the hard musculature of his upper body. Marco seemed unaware or unconcerned with my discomfort. Wasting no time, he began to thrust with aggression. With each pass, Marco seemed to grow angrier, almost to the point of being enraged. No man had ever taken me like this before, banging against me with a visceral, wild rage.

I should have been, at the least, concerned if not fearful. But, I wasn’t. Far from it. I found the challenge of taking him, all of him, thrilling… Primal.

Raw.

With a flash of his palm, Marco reached for my chest. He pinned me flat against the counter top, slipping his other hand just behind my head before it collided with the granite. Soon after, he lifted my legs up and hooked them around his waist. He paused, grunting a warning at me.

“Don’t let go, Dani.”

Our eyes met long enough for me to offer my wordless reply. I rocked my head back and forth on the marble. Overcome by an unexplainable urge, I reached for him. He grabbed me at the wrist, pinning my arms flat against the unrelenting cool of the marble. Wasting no time, he began to drive himself in and out of me again, reaching a new level of speed and aggression. His length, the girth, the steel-like hardness…

Before long, my preoccupations turned inward. I fought for breath, comfort…
sanity.
I grimaced, biting my lip hard while Marco impaled me. He released his grasp on my forearms. I stretched them straight, folding them across each other at the wrist like they were bound together by an imaginary rope. He tipped forward at the waist, changing the angle of his body and the ferocity of his strokes.

“Marco!” I screamed, lifting my head off the counter. My body rippled with shocks. “Ahhh! Oh God!”

Marco bunched the fabric of my dress up in his fists, grinding his pelvis hard against mine. He held me in place, pinning me like an animal. And then, without changing the pace of his thrusting, he let go, holding me with only one hand. I rolled my head to one side, delirium overtaking me. Within seconds, I felt the pad of his thumb press into my clit. I cried out, throwing my head back and pressing into the hardness of the marble underneath. Marco touched me like a man who knew exactly how to get what he wanted. While he clutched my dress hard in one hand, I rocked my hips back and forth, causing my toes to curl in anticipation.

Each insertion and withdrawal lengthened, lingering to a point where he’d almost withdrawn, only to drive his full length inside once again. I wiggled underneath him, squirming in ecstasy while he made steady, circular movements on my clit. In that moment, he owned me, and there was nothing I could do, or wanted to do, to stop it. I was on the verge, and there was no turning back. Great swells of climax whirled inside of me like a gathering storm, building from the center of my body and radiating out, sending tingles to every part of my body. I’d never felt so alive, so completely ready to give in to my urge for release.

Marco rocked above me, flexing and bending his lean torso with each stroke. My eyes opened and closed at random intervals, flashes of white streaking across my mind. The shadow of him above, claiming me, passed in and out of my awareness. It wasn’t much longer, however when the need for what I'd craved came ripping to the surface. I began to puff steady breaths, my belly rising and falling with the expectancy of release. Licking my lips, I lifted my head a bit.

“Mmm, hmm,” I chanted, looking between my legs at him. “Mmm, hmm, mmm, hmm… Oh God, fuck me, yes!”

Just then, Marco looked at me. Our eyes locked and I lost it.

“Oh Marco, I-I… I!!!”

My body seized, fusing like a single locked muscle, but at the very same instant, Marco pulled out and stepped away. It felt like he’d sucked the life from me, bringing me to the brink, only to leave me there… desperate, and quivering.

“Wha…” I moaned, struggling for words. “Why did you…”

A light chuckle came from him. “Shhh…”

Marco released his hold on me and dragged his fingertips lightly across my belly, making small circles. His cruel restraint caused my body to quake further. Dangling at the precipice, I felt my confusion gave way to frustration. I swallowed, smacking my lips.

“What? What do you mean ‘shhh’? Do you know how…?”

But before I uttered another syllable, Marco dropped to his knees and swallowed me whole. My eyes rolled back in my head. I banged it against the hard marble. The first pass of his tongue sent me reeling. Marco resumed his treatment of my clit, thumbing it with a new abandon. At the same time, he lavished my folds with a relentless series of tongue strokes sending me into a fit of gyrations.

In the span of a minute, I’d gone from peak to valley and right back again. I only hoped he wouldn’t be as cruel the second time around. I decided not to chance it. Reaching between my legs, I thrust my hands into his hair, vowing to rip it from his scalp if he dared stop. Grinding my hips into his mouth, I started to buck beneath him. But unlike before, Marco made no effort to quit.

In fact, it was the opposite. He sped up each lick of his tongue and flick of his thumb against my clit. I felt every muscle in my body flex and twitch, like I was stuck in an electric chair of pleasure, shaking beneath him while climax ripped me apart.

MARCO

Dani’s face glowed. A smile of satisfaction stretched wide across her mouth. She was a beauty, and taking her had proved more satisfying than I’d imagined. And I'd imagined it quite a bit since I’d first laid eyes on her. Now I stood above her, watching while she purred, squeezing her tits and basking in the aftermath.

“Mmm, uhh… fuck, Marco. Oh fuck.” she whispered, rolling her head from one side to the other.

Meanwhile, my cock
raged.

I grabbed it at the base, squeezing it. It twitched in my grip, eager to have its way with her again. I looked down at Dani for another second or so before running the fingers of my free hand along the outside of her smooth thigh. Done waiting, I steered my dick between her legs, resting it on top of her belly, pressing my balls against her pussy. Dani reached for my cock, drawing her fingers around the tip and squeezing with a gentle pressure, coaxing my pre-cum out.

“Fuck me,” Dani whimpered, gently swirling the sticky liquid into her belly.

I licked my lips, the sweet taste of her pussy still fresh on them. Dani lifted her head up, looking between her thighs. She slipped her fingers further down my shaft, curling them around it. She moaned, stroking its full length and bringing me back to a state of near-painful hardness.

I pulled my hips away again, sliding my dick across the lips of her pussy as I withdrew. Dani flinched as her wetness lubricated me. Her hand fell away. Once the tip of my cock brushed against her opening, I pushed inside of her again with a forceful grunt, sinking my hips hard into her damp pelvis.

“Fuck…” I groaned, sliding all the way within.

I can’t lie, watching her get off had me on edge. But even so, I had no intention of rushing things. Not a chance. Not as long as I could help it.

I reached for Dani’s hips, grabbing them hard. Dani went limp in my grasp, giving in completely to me. Her pussy clenched, suctioning around my girth with each stroke I made. Wetter than ever, the feel of her sheathing every inch of my cock drove me fucking…
wild.

“Shit,” I moaned, each second bringing me closer and closer. I’d never been with a woman that affected me like she did. “I’m going to cum.”

Dani’s breath accelerated.

“Mmm, hmm,” she whispered, lifting her head a fraction. “I’m ready. Yes. Cum.”

My eyes met hers.

Through wisps of her long hair, they hypnotized me, nearly causing me to erupt inside of her that instant. The muscles of my backside tightened, rippling from the base of my neck, down my spine and into my ass. I slammed into her with a hard pulse, and she cried out.

It was all I could stand. I pulled out and staggered back, jerking my cock.

In the same instant, Dani lurched upright, pulling her hair away from her eyes and sliding off the counter. She dropped to her knees in front of me. Reaching for my cock, she wrapped her hand around it and before I realized it, she swallowed the head into her mouth.

“Fuck…” I grunted, reaching for the counter and trying to steady myself.

A second later, I regained my focus on Dani. With one hand sliding up and down my shaft, she swirled, licked and sucked the entire length of my cock with her tongue. Reaching around behind me with her free hand, Dani curled her fingers into the meat of my ass cheek. She pulled me towards her, swallowing most of my dick at the same time.

Composing myself, I moved both of my hands towards Dani’s head. Starting at her hairline, I ran them over the top of her head, smoothing her long, thick hair. About halfway down, I turned my fingers inward, intertwining two huge fistfuls of it into my hands.

All the while, Dani never relented. She dragged her mouth along every inch, running her tongue along the grooves and ridges. She sucked me unlike any other woman ever had, almost like it was all that mattered to her. With a sudden wet pop, she freed my dick from her mouth.

I allowed my hands to fall away from her hair, which she tossed to one side with a quick snap. I dropped my head back, steadying myself with a hard squeeze of my ass. Dani swept the heat of her tongue down the entirety of my shaft until she reached my balls. Never stopping the relentless piston-like action of her hand, she dropped her mouth under my shaft and swallowed my balls into her mouth. Dani whimpered, suctioning them and stroking my cock with a greater and greater intensity. I grunted a faltering exhale, certain that any instant I’d erupt.

Dani held my balls inside of her mouth, rolling her tongue all over them. The only evidence of her effort was the occasional puff of heat from her nostrils along the bottom of my shaft. I couldn’t remember the last time, if ever, I’d been so hard. My cock felt like stone wrapped in a veneer of flesh, aching for release.

But I refocused, once again sliding my fingers into Dani’s thick mane of hair. She turned her head from side-to-side, the silky strands brushing against my thighs, which remained locked in a flexed position while she consumed me.

“Shit…” I grunted, clenching a fistful of it in my hand, and pulling her away.

She looked up at me, pausing just long enough for me to guide my cock back to her mouth. As before, Dani swallowed me without hesitation, swirling and twirling her tongue along the entire length.

“Fuck, I…” I grunted.

“Mmm, hmmm…” she hummed, never stopping, only accelerating.

And then, in the final seconds before I came, the sound of her effort riveted my attention. Wet slurps, smacking and stroking - it was enough to make any man lose it, and seconds later, that’s exactly what I did. A deep, guttural sound bubbled up from deep inside of me.

I sensed my balance shift, my knees wobbled. Dani was merciless, determined to take everything I’d give to her. It started with my toes. They folded under, nearly digging into the surface of the tile under them. The tremor made its way up my calves, to my thighs and into my hips, which I thrust against her mouth. She gagged, and I groaned, leaning away from her and looking up towards the ceiling. The force of it hit me like the impact of losing my car in a nasty hairpin. My body rocked, waves of climax tearing through me.

Dani only groaned in satisfaction with each hot pulse from my cock. She drained my orgasm from me, taking everything I had to give her. Nothing could have prepared me for the way it felt.

Nothing.

Even so, reality wasted no time intruding. Moments later, the initial shockwaves began to dissipate. Like the sobering aftermath of a crash, my focus returned to the beauty knelt between my legs.

I pulled away.