Whizz (22 page)

Her eyes grew wide as he pounded inside her at the same time as stroking her nub. “I can’t,” she said, groaning.

Whizz wouldn’t accept that for an answer. He pinched her clit, driving to the hilt within her body. “Come for me, Lacey.” He stopped inside her but continued to stroke her clit. “I can do this all night.” The need to come was strong, but he’d hold it off for as long as he needed to. He was thirty-three years old and had a hell of a lot more stamina about him than a fucking schoolboy.

“Please,” she said, begging.

“Come for me, Lacey. Let me feel all that cream sliding around my cock. Then I’ll fuck you.”

He teased her clit, watching her slowly unravel in his arms. Whizz nipped at her lips, moving down to kiss her neck, sucking on her tender flesh.

Her stomach quivered, and within seconds she was writhing in pleasure underneath him. Whizz worked the orgasm that he wanted from her body. Slowly, he started to slide his cock in and out of her. He kept up playing with her clit as he loved the sweet sounds that came from her.

When he couldn’t stand the slow pace much longer, he gripped her hips and slammed home. She thrust her pelvis up to meet him. Taking possession of her lips, he loved her hard, coming just as hard inside her. His milky cum filled her pussy. For a split second he thought about the babies they’d never make. His heart ached for her, but he knew he’d spend the rest of his life making sure she would get exactly what she wanted, what she needed to complete her. He would make sure she had a family of her own.

Whizz collapsed over her, feeling her heart race against his own. He didn’t pull out of her right away. They were connected as one, like they were always supposed to be.

“That was amazing,” she said.

He traced the outline of her lips, loving the plump flesh. “It’s going to be like that all the time.”

She cupped his cheek. “I love you, Whizz. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for what I did.”

“There’s nothing to forgive. I’m not going to hold your past life against you. If you hadn’t been with your club, you wouldn’t have come to Fort Wills and saved me. I needed saving, Lacey.”

There was no escaping the truth. Lacey had saved him. Before she came along he had been merely an empty shell who ate, worked out, and worked. There was nothing to his life, no excitement, just fear. The fear of his nightmares, the fear of going out and not coming back home. He’d lived with the fear, keeping it to himself without giving anything away to The Skulls.

The one thing he could never risk was losing Lacey. She gave him a reason for living, a reason to breathe.

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He always knew how to say the right thing to bring tears to her eyes. Lacey stared up into his dark gaze. The love she felt for him made her nervous at times. She’d never felt this connected to another person in all her life. This wasn’t about his cock inside her pussy. This was about something more. She’d not felt like this when she was around Dalton. The only time she’d felt this alive was with Whizz. He completed her.

All of her life she’d been consumed by the pain. The pain of being unable to carry children, to let another man touch her. The memories at times dragged her down, making it hard to breathe. Then Whizz came into her life and she found herself wishing for the tomorrows with him inside them. She didn’t want to live her life without him there.

Her only regret was the fact she’d never be able to give him children of his own.

“I love you,” he said. “You’re my entire world locked up tight with blue hair.”

She started laughing. “When the dye comes out I was thinking of going purple.” Lacey licked her lips, staring into his eyes. “Will you dye my hair for me when the time comes?” Dalton had always been the one to dye her hair. She’d not let anyone else come near her. Whizz wasn’t Dalton. He was her man, the only person she trusted to come near her.

“I know this has significance, doesn’t it?” he asked.

She nodded. “Dalton.” She spoke her friend’s name and licked her lips. “He was the only one I allowed to touch me.”

“I’ll be honored to dye your hair.” Whizz brushed some hair off her cheek. Neither of them moved for a long time or spoke. Words were not necessary in that moment.

Whizz touched and stroked her face and neck. She reached out to touch him, to love him.

“It’s time to take you in the shower.”

Before she could protest, Whizz had pulled out of her body and grabbed her around the waist. His strength never failed to surprise her.

“Whizz, what are you doing? I can walk.” She hated it when he lifted her up in his arms with ease. Lacey knew she wasn’t light, far from light, but Whizz held her as if she weighed nothing.

He placed her in the stall of the shower then followed her inside, turning the water on. She screamed as cold water washed down on them. Lacey tried to move behind him, but he wouldn’t let her. He held her tight in front of him, refusing to let her get past.

“Whizz, stop it,” she said, screaming.

His laughter filled the air. She slapped his chest just as the water started to warm up. “You’re completely insane.”

In response he cupped her breast, pinching the nipple. He did the same with the other hand. She started to moan as heat filled her core. His touch never failed to turn her on.

Whizz’s lips nibbled on her neck, biting down on the flesh.

“I want you, Lacey.”

“You’ve just had me.”

“I’m never going to stop wanting you.”

He released one of her breasts, to grab her hand. Whizz pulled her hand behind her, and she felt the evidence of his need for her. His shaft was long and thick.

“You’re insatiable.”

“Only for you, Lacey. Always for you.” He kissed her head going down to her neck. She started to work his cock, going from the root up to the tip. “Fuck, baby, I want inside you.”

“We’re supposed to be showering.” The hand that had gripped hers dove between her thighs. She opened her legs wide for him to touch her with ease.

“Beautiful, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful.” His finger flicked her clit before sliding down to enter her pussy. “You’re filled with my cum.” Two fingers pumped inside her pussy, sliding back up to slowly circle her clit.

“Whizz?” she said, speaking his name on a groan.

“What, baby?”

“I need you, please.”

“You’ll get all of me, Lacey. Always and forever.”

As suddenly as he started touching her, he stopped. He moved his hand away, leaving her empty inside. She growled in frustration.

“What does my woman want?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

He chuckled. “We’ll get washed and then your ass is mine.”

She wanted to slap him for the way he teased her. His teasing didn’t do anything other than to drive her crazy. “You’re not playing fair, you know that right?”

“I’ve not played fair in a long time, baby. You’ve got to learn that there’s no getting away from that. I’ll do what it takes to get what I want.” He picked up the soap.

Lacey didn’t have much time to protest as he even used washing her to add to the sensuality of his actions.

“You’re not fair. Not fair at all.”

When he put the soap aside, Lacey snagged the bar and started to work on his body. She soaped her hands, using them to clean his body. Lacey watched his rock hard body as she started to wash away the day’s grime.

“Are you being thorough, baby?”

Glancing up at him, she slid her hands down to cup his cock and balls. “I better make sure you’re completely clean. I can’t leave any inch unturned.” She moved closer, whispering the words against his skin. He smelled so good. The arousal grew thicker between them. Lacey moaned. “Whizz, I need you.”

He didn’t say anything else, washing her hair as she flicked the tip of his cock. His ministrations didn’t stop once.

She fingered his balls, feeling them tighten as his cock got harder.

Within seconds he had the soap washed from her hair. Lacey didn’t get a chance to wash him further. Whizz turned off the shower, opened the door, and stepped out. He picked her back up in his arms.

The bed hit her back, but Whizz didn’t stop there. He flipped her onto her stomach, drawing her up to her knees. She glanced behind her body to see him staring down at her.

His cock stood out long, thick, and proud. They were still wet from the shower.

She tightened her hands into fists, gathering up the blanket as he rubbed the tip of his cock at her entrance.

There were no words. Whizz gripped her hips with only the tip of his cock inside her. She tensed up as he plunged inside her. He went so deep that he hit the top of her cervix. Lacey cried out as he didn’t stop there.

His hands moved down to her ass, spreading her cheeks wide.

“I’m going to fuck your ass, Lacey.” His cock left her pussy to be replaced by his fingers. She rested her head on the sheets, knowing there was no point in fighting him. Whizz knew what he was doing. His slick fingers moved back to her ass going over the puckered hole. The sensation of him pressing his fingers against her anus felt strange to Lacey. She’d never been fucked in the ass before. If Whizz wanted it, she’d give into him.

The last thing she wanted to do was deny her man what he wanted.

He gathered more of her cream, getting her ass nice and wet.

“I’m going to use my fingers first. Tell me if it hurts too much.”

She kept her eyes closed as one finger pressed a little more firmly at the center of her ass. Lacey cried out as he got past her tight ring of muscles to slide in. Whizz pumped one finger in her ass until she started to push back against him, wanting more.

When she started to beg him for more, he added a second finger. Once she was accustomed to the feel of his two fingers, he pulled them out.

Lacey whimpered, wanting a little more from him.

“You’re ready to take my cock now, Lacey. I’ll take it easy for you.”

She nodded. What words were necessary in that moment? “Aye, aye, captain,” seemed completely out of place.

The rounded tip of his cock pressed to her anus. She breathed out as his cock was a lot bigger than his fingers.

“Push out, Lacey.”

She did as he asked, pushing out, and the rounded tip of his cock pressed inside her. There was a split second of pain, and she cried out from the pressure. Whizz stroked a hand down her back, soothing her. “That’s always the hardest part. It’ll be better now.”

“It’s easier for you to say. You don’t have a cock in your ass.”

Lacey regretted the words instantly, but Whizz chuckled. “Your ass is nice and tight. Don’t worry, baby, I’ll make sure you get used to having me inside you.”

She huffed but didn’t complain as he started to work another inch of his shaft within her.

“That’s it, baby. Push me out.”

Each time she tried to push him out all it did was make it easier for him to slide inside.

“Whizz?”

“Don’t worry. I’m almost all the way inside.”

She opened her eyes, and tried to look at him. He was watching his cock where he was moving inside her.

“Fuck, Lacey. You don’t have a clue how beautiful this looks,” he said.

Gritting her teeth, she pressed back against him, wanting all of his cock.

“Do you want it all?”

“Yes.”

He gripped her hips a little tighter and started to work his cock deep inside her. In one thrust he embedded himself inside her ass.

Lacey screamed as he stretched her in ways she didn’t think she was supposed to. She held the blanket in a death grip.

“You’ve got all of me, Lacey. It’ll be much better now.”

Whizz stayed still inside her for her to get used to the feel of him. He crooned, caressing her back at the same time.

“When are you going to move?” she asked, breathlessly.

“Are you ready for me to move?”

“Yes. Please, move.”

The pain had turned to a pleasurable ache that she couldn’t control. Whizz slowly started to work his cock out of her ass until only the tip remained. She whimpered, not wanting him to leave her. There was no need for her to whimper as he thrust back inside.

For the first couple of thrusts he took his time allowing her to get accustomed to the size of his cock. Lacey didn’t think it was possible, but she started to cry out in pleasure, begging him to go a little harder, a little faster.

“Okay, baby.” Whizz gave her everything, starting to go harder and faster within her ass.

“Yes, please, don’t stop.”

“Touch yourself, baby. Let me feel you come.”

Releasing her hold on the blanket, she slid her hand down between her thighs, and started to stroke her nub. The pleasure intensified as she touched her clit.

“Fuck, your ass just got tight. Touch yourself. Let yourself come.”

Lacey groaned, fingering her swollen nub.

It didn’t take much before she was screaming out her release. Whizz pounded inside her ass until he groaned, and his cock jerked inside her. With his hard cock within her ass she felt the flood of his arousal filling her. Blowing out a breath, she groaned at the feeling of him being inside her.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking amazing.” He kept cursing, and it only made her chuckle. The sudden movement made her groan as Whizz was still inside her body. “I’m going to pull out. Stay where you are.”

She held her breath as he worked his now flaccid cock from out of her ass. Lacey heard him moving away. In the next second a cool cloth landed over her ass.

“Whizz?”

“Lacey, I’m trying to stay in control right now. My cum was leaking from your ass, and I wanted inside you once again.”

“I was only going to tell you that I love you.”

He wiped her ass, cleaning her up. When he left her, she collapsed to the bed, waiting for him to climb inside. He turned the light out as she settled in bed beside her. “We’re going to have to head back home tomorrow.”

“I don’t mind. Today has been wonderful.” She rested her head on his chest, knowing she’d love being around him more than anything else. “When we go home, can I go and visit Butch?”

“Yeah. He’ll be home in a day or two. I’m hoping to get the club to agree to vote him back in.”