Yesterday (2 page)

Anna was awash in sensation. Her body trembled as she fought to hold back her desperation for the kiss. He was going to slow, tasting her when she wanted nothing more than to be devoured. Her experience was nil, but it didn t stop the clawing, heart stopping need that poured from her and dampened her clenching vagina. She may know next to nothing about actually being with a man. But her imagination and her fingers had made up for that lack over the years.

She knew he wanted her just as bad. His body was tight, his muscles tense with the effort of holding back. His chest was rising and falling with hard breaths as his lips moved over hers, his tongue stroking into her mouth with controlled, mind destroying strokes. And she needed more.

She moaned against the kiss as she moved, lifting her body as his hands gripped her hips as though to still her, his head pulling back as he stared at her. His eyes, usually a brilliant, gorgeous blue, were darker now, heavy with desire as he watched her silently.

She moved until she straddled his hips, her cunt clenching at the thought of pressing it against the hard ridge of flesh contained beneath his jeans.

Anna, his voice was rough, hot. She nearly climaxed from the sound of the deep baritone alone.

She settled against his lap, her pussy pressing against the thick erection beneath her. His hips jerked, driving the hard wedge against her pillowy cunt as her back arched in reaction.

This is dangerous, he bit out, thought his hands were bunching the material of her dress, pulling it up her thighs as he watched her carefully.

I m a virgin, Blake. Not ignorant, she assured him. I know you re used to more experience, but you can teach me what you like.

She was incredibly, tormentingly jealous of the women she knew he had been with. She wanted his touch, all of it, forever.

You ll be the death of me. His hands moved beneath the skirt, curving over the outside of her thighs.

I m wet for you, Blake, she whispered. I get so wet thinking of you that I feel as though I m going to drown from the need.

Shit. He exhaled roughly his face flushing as his hands clenched, inches from her cunt.

Teach me, Blake. She touched his lips with her own. Show me what you like.

He didn t need a second invitation, and though Anna was prepared for the hunger in his kiss, she wasn t prepared for her own response. When his lips slanted over hers, his tongue plunging past her lips, taking her mouth with a barely controlled sexuality that took her breath.

One hand moved from her thighs, smoothed up her waist, then curved into the loose bodice of her dress. She cried out. She couldn t still the sound as his large hand cupped her, his thumb raking over her nipple as his tongue drew hers into a sexual duel of pleasure.

His hips pressed upward against the barrier of her panties, grinding against her sensitive pussy as her system rocked with the pleasure. She could feel sensual flames shooting through her vagina, rocking her womb as the heat of his cock pressed into her. She pressed back, her hips moving, undulating against him as he captured her hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

She was gasping for breath when he tore his mouth from hers, his lips smoothing over her jaw, her throat, arching her in his arms as his mouth suddenly covered the tormented peak of her breast.

Blake, she cried out his name, she couldn t help it.

Sensation sizzled through her nipple, tightening it further, sensitizing it more as his tongue washed over it, his mouth drawing on her with a suckling heat that had her shuddering in his grip.

She rocked against the heat of his jeans covered cock, her head thrown back, sensations piling one atop the other until she threatened to explode from the pressure of her own need.

Blake s hot mouth was an instrument of torturous pleasure on her tightened nipple, his teeth a rough rasp of threatened pressure as he nibbled at the hard little peak. And his weren t still. They clenched at the elastic band of her panties, his rumbling moan her only warning before a hard tug snapped the fragile fabric.

His hand cupped her pussy. His fingers delving between the swollen folds to find the thick, hot honey that poured from her vagina. Anna couldn t breathe. He hands gripped his shoulders, her body stilled, tightening at the pending explosion as Blake held her close, feeding from her nipple as his fingers carefully explored her untried cunt.

Anna. His lifted his mouth from her breast, his lips whispering over her flesh. God baby. You don t know what you re asking for.

She shuddered in his arms as two fingers probed at the tight entrance to her pussy.

Blake, I ve dreamed of this, she whimpered. For so long. For too long.

His forehead lay against her chest as he panted for breath, his fingers working slowly inside her soaked vagina, stretching the sensitive tissue, as a coil of fire seemed to tighten in her womb.

He was fighting for control. She could feel the battle in his quivering muscles as he tested her pussy with slow strokes of his fingers. The burning fullness stretching her vagina was driving her crazy. He was working them inside her slowly, thrusting in and out with slow, controlled movements, stroking the nerve endings, setting them ablaze with her need for more.

Stay still, he warned her roughly as twisted against him, needing more.

I can t Blake. She was whimpering as her thighs clenched, her hips moving against the rasp of his upper palm to her clit. I need more. Please. I can t stand it.

The sensual pain was unlike anything she had ever known before. It whipped through her body, made her flesh ache for his hard body, needing him to cover her, to drive his cock hard and deep inside her.

He moaned, a low broken sound as his fingers retreated from the hot grip of her cunt.

Blake. Fear that he would never touch her again flooded her body.

She pressed down when he moved have moved, driving his fingers deeper inside her, clenching the muscles of her pussy around the invaders as she whimpered in longing. She could feel the pressure, the spiraling pleasure that promised so much with just the right stroke.

Damn you, he cursed her then, the arm behind her back tightening around her as his fingers seemed to spread inside her narrow channel.

He was stretching her. She choked out a cry at the sensuous pain as his fingers screwed shallowly inside her one again before widening, pressing her apart, driving fiery stakes of pleasure through her fresh.

Blake. Oh God. Her back arched, her muscles tightening at the pleasure wound tighter.

You re so close aren t you baby? He whispered against her breast as his fingers retreated then fucked slow and easy inside her once again. Feel how tight you are around my fingers, Anna. My cock is harder, thicker. So damned much thicker. And I don t know if I have enough control to take you easy.

Then take me hard, she cried out desperately. I don t care how you take me Blake.

Just please, please take me

.No. Her body jerked as he moved suddenly.

He lifted her, pulling his fingers from the hot grip of her pussy as he threw the door to the car opened. With one arm wrapped around her he climbed from the car, then groaned weakly as she wrapped her legs around his hips, a moan tearing from her throat as the ridge of his cock rasped her swollen clit.

Anna felt Blake s hands clasp her buttocks as he leaned against the car as though weak.

He held her close, his hips flexing, grinding his erection into the pad of her cunt.

His fingers spread the taut cheeks of her rear, creating a sensuous, forbidden little pinch of need at her anus. Anna was mindless now with the pleasure, the blood pumping hot and fast through her veins as so many sensations, so many spiraling needs attacked her body.

Damn, I have a bed, he groaned as her lips went to his neck, the strong column, so male and dark, drawing the heat of her hunger.

Her tongue stroked sensually along the roughened skin as his hands kneaded her ass, his fingers clenching in the firm muscle as she moved against him.

Who needs a bed, she whispered, her legs tightening around hips as the greedy demands of her body left her breathless with her rising lusts. She could feel the hard ridge of his cock through his jeans, pressing against her soaked sex. Her vagina spasmed, ached to be filled by him.

She knew she wanted him. Had known it for years. But now that she was in his arms she couldn t get enough of his taste, his touch to still the hunger driving her.

His groan was a rough, husky growl that had her womb clenching in anticipation as his lowered, his lips moving over her cheek until he could capture her lips once again. Fire rioted through her body as his tongue stroked inside her mouth, driving her insane with the need for more.

We need a bed, he growled, breathing roughly, but he made no effort to move away from the car. Rather, he turned slowly, his tongue still delving into her mouth as he set her atop the trunk of the car.

He was wild for her and Anna had no hope of hiding her own hunger for his kiss, his touch. He tore his lips from hers, staring down at her, his expression savage, his eyes blazing with his lust.

You re killing me. His voice was a strangled growl as his hands pushed her dress to her hips, his fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties as he tore them free of her body.

Anna cried out at the sheer eroticism of the act. The sound of the fabric tears, his hoarse groan and the feel of his hands parting her thighs had her juices surging from her pussy.

Blake was wild now. His hands rougher, but still innately caring as he pressed her back until she reclined against the trunk of the car. She heard the zipper of his jeans release and whimpered in longing. Her wildest fantasies were coming true, her most desperate desires were finally within reach.

Anna, I wanted to go slower, he groaned as he spread her thighs wider, moving until the head of his cock was poised at the entrance of her vagina.

Anna stared up at him, her body tight, burning with need as the thick width of his shaft butted against the narrow opening.

Blake, she whispered his name, her thighs tightening within the grip of his hands as she fought to press closer.

Sweet Anna. He leaned forward, holding her steady then as his hips began to work the head of his cock inside the small opening.

Anna trembled as she felt her flesh stretching, her vagina tightening around the intrusion as he worked his erection inside her. The slow entrance was killing her with her need for more.

Anna. His hands tightened on her hips as she stared up at him, dazed, confused by the sensations overwhelming her now.

Blake, please

She fought to breath as the world rocked around her. Please take me.

Now.

His fingers flexed, tightened again as his cock nudged deeper. But it wasn t enough.

Never enough. She needed him deep inside her, filling her, relieving the desperate hunger filling her body.

She tightened around him, allowing her vagina to caress and hug him further as she thrilled in the small, fiery bite of the pain the action elicited. His ragged groan caused her womb to clench in reaction, her chest to tighten in emotion. Finally, after so many dreams, so many prayers, Blake was loving her.

I can t wait. His breathing roughened, his voice thrilling her with the dark edge that filled it. I m sorry Anna

She felt him move. He pulled back slowly, then before she could guess his next action he thrust into her, hard, deep, ripping past the shield of her virginity as he buried his shaft into the furthest depths of her body.

Anna arched, her breath locking in her throat at the searing pleasure/pain the action induced. Her hands tightened on his wrists as he held her hips still, a strangled whimper issuing from her throat as she fought to accept the invasion.

He was so big, so thick. The muscles of her vagina burned as they fought to accommodate him, her clit swelled, throbbed as the sensations began to build inside her.

Oh God, Blake. There were no words to describe the sensations, the pleasure streaking through her like white hot bands of ecstasy.

Easy. He griped her hips harder as she moved against him. For God s sake Anna. Be still.

There wasn t a chance. She had to move. She had to feel him stroking inside her, relieving the brutal ache echoing through her body before it destroyed her.

Anna. Baby. He leaned forward, his hands gathering her close and then began to move.

Fireworks exploded through her body. Arcs of lightening, shattering and intense ricocheted through her veins. Blake held her tight against him as he began to thrust heavily inside her, fucking her with a slow, steady rhythm that had her panting, begging for more. It was too good. Too hot. Too intense. The feel of his cock working inside her, stretching her, stroking her slick flesh was making her insane.

She could feel the pleasure building, tightening in her womb as she fought for balance, only to find there was no balance. She was teetering on the edge destruction with no way to pull herself back.

So good, Blake muttered against her neck as his lips trailed down, over her collar bone to the rise of her breasts as she fought to breath. His tongue licked, tasted even as his cock pistoned between her tense thighs. So tight, Anna. You re so sweet and tight, it s all I can do to keep from devouring you.

The words were no sooner out of his mouth then he was devouring her breasts instead.

With teeth, tongue and the wet suckling motion of his mouth he began to torment the spike hard, over sensitized nipples.

It was too much. Anna tried to scream but she couldn t find the breath as she began to explode. Rippling electricity washed over her body, electrifying her, destroying her as sensations began to burst inside her pussy. She tightened further, fighting the gathering violence of the sensations rocking through her.

She couldn t escape, he wouldn t let her.

Yes, Blake cried out softly as his hands gripped her hips, holding her still, his strokes increasing, his cock plunging inside her in ever destructive thrusts.

Her womb clenched, rocked a second before the storm overtook her. Anna heard her own keening cry as her orgasm ripped through her with the force of a hurricane. She arched into him, tightened on his cock as she felt jerk, shudder, then deep hot pulses of semen began to sear her vagina, throwing her deeper into her own vortex of pleasure.

Long minutes later the spasming pleasure eased leaving her exhausted, weak as she lay in his arms. Blake moved back from her slowly, his eyes flaring with pleasure his cock, only semi-hard now, slid from the snug grip of her pussy.

A bed, he whispered then, a small smile of satisfaction edging his mouth. And don t expect to sleep much tonight, Anna. Not much at all.