Billi Jean (35 page)

“Gently. I’ll take that ass so tenderly you’ll only feel pleasure and the burn of such heat, such passion, it’ll sear us, make us one.”

She wanted that. She wanted to feel him owning every part of her he wanted. If he wanted, she knew she’d give.

“Yes, I want that Russell. I want to feel you there.”

The sound he made at her confession made her stomach dip. She couldn’t stand it any longer. His erection smelt so good—warm, musky Russell—and the tip was right there, a breath away from her lips. She rubbed her cheek along the shaft and breathed his scent in. He smelt like clean soap and spicy Russell. No one would ever smell him like she did. She knew it with a certainty that made her feel reckless with her possession of him. Brave.

Russell suddenly bent down and tore her shirt off, groaning at her lacy bra, and then unhooked it and jerked the lace off her as well.

“Panties, fuck, take those panties off. I need more than a blow job, baby. I need to fuck you so bad, I’m getting desperate.”

She stood up on the bed and balanced with a hand on his big shoulder so she could shimmy out of her panties. He was stroking himself, his big hand running up and down his length, while his other hand cupped her thigh. He began kissing up the inside of her leg.

“Russell.”

“I want to taste first, baby. Just a taste. Remember? You had me coming so hard on that phone thinking of you. Lift that leg, here.” He tugged one leg over his shoulder, opening her up to his eyes and then, oh God, his tongue.

He didn’t waste time. She doubted he could. And she was so hot, she gasped as a mini-climax rippled up her tummy when his tongue licked along her clit. She reached out and gripped the bedpost to keep from falling. Russell was warm skin under her thigh, his lips and tongue so wonderful she couldn’t stop herself from bucking into his mouth.

He dipped his tongue against her opening and slipped one finger along her rear, then back to her pussy spreading her moisture, she guessed, but it felt so good she gasped.

“Russell!” She arched her hips, opened her thighs wide and screamed his name again when he drove his long fingers into her empty pussy. His mouth began moving in time with her hips, licking her in slow, steady strokes.
So close.
Then he moved his hand. His finger slipped from her
and slowly slid to her rear, circling the small opening with her wetness once, then pressed slowly in as his other fingers drove into her pussy.

A scream erupted from her lips. She exploded, the unfamiliar thickness making her wild as Russell pressed down, not gently, no, but with deep strokes of his thick finger, matching the ones in her pussy until she was sobbing at the feel, the pleasure of it. He held her tight in his other hand, mashing her hips close to his face so she couldn’t escape. Not that she would have.

“Russell, oh, God!”

“Yeah, baby, that’s it.” He rubbed his tongue over that most sensitive part of her body he seemed to find so wonderfully and began taking her up again, and all she could do was tighten her hands in his hair as he added another finger to her rear, stretching her tiny opening slowly. His fingers felt big, but slick with her release. She should have been embarrassed, but the time for that was gone, long gone. Russell was all she wanted, needed. He completed her, made her strong and whole and what he did to her? Amazing.

“Good, so tight, so fucking tight. Your little ass is sucking me baby, sucking my fingers like a greedy little mouth. It’s gonna be so hot. So hot.”

“Russell! Oh, God, that feels…”

“Tell me, baby. Tell me.”

“I…good, it feels good.” And it did. Forbidden, a bit frightening, but he rubbed along a spot that had her biting her lip. “Good.”

“Ah, fuck, I’m going to make it so good. You drive me crazy. I want this, so fucking bad. I never knew…never thought… You’re gonna love my cock in this pretty ass. Come for me once more. Once more, baby. Do it. Now.”

He added his tongue to her clit, demanding her surrender with such a soft, licking suck, she screamed as her body clamped down on his fingers. The sensations were so incredible she was only half aware when he rose from between her legs and placed the head of his cock against her pussy. But she was aware his thick fingers still impaled in her ass. He pulled her legs up to her chest and turned her to her side, exposing her for his possession.

A rush of lust hit her stomach.

“God, Russell, oh, God.”

His face flushed darker and he swooped down to nip at her lips. “So fucking beautiful, baby. I love you so much.”

A sob broke from her mouth, and she grabbed his strong neck to kiss his face. “I love you, Russell. I love you.”

His dark eyes met hers and she saw such tender emotions mix with his lust, she kissed him again. “Love you so much, Russell.”

“Aw, baby. That makes me crazy. Say it again while I make you mine. Take me, take me baby. Fuck me good. Get wild.”

She shifted her butt, wild for him and so wet, and moaned at the feel of his heavy cock against her entrance. His eyes met and held hers, the grey depths filled with such warmth, such need that she shivered. He was on fire, hot, panting with need, his body tense and ready for her. With a groan, he suddenly shoved forward, impaling her with his thick cock to his balls on the first thrust. They both cried out and his fingers released her ass only to grab her hips and press her down to accept more of him with each urgent thrust.

She could feel every thick inch of his veined, ridged cock this way. It was amazing and frightening to think he wanted that big penis in her rear. The excitement that added to the sex was explosive. “Oh, my God. Russell!”

“Baby, ah, God. Yeah, take me, take me, any way you want, baby. Say it.”

“Russell, please, oh, God, hard, harder, more!”

His eyes burned into hers, and his hands tightened on her, holding her down so all she could do was experience each sensation as he drove her higher. She gasped for breath. Her body trembled on the brink as Russell thundered into her, using his entire body to take her higher and higher.

A tremble started deep inside and suddenly she was coming. She screamed his name as the experience grew and grew until she feared how deep the orgasm would go. Above her, Russell groaned, fighting for control, and lunged over her.

That was all it took. She lost it, completely gave up on trying to control her climax and fell into a spin of pleasure that had her toes curling and her legs shuddering. Russell kept her pinned in place, his heavy, muscled body and thrusts making her wild.

“There, there. Take, it baby, take it!”

“Russell. Love you, love you, love you!”

He tugged her hair and tipped her head back to kiss her deeply, loving her mouth with a desperation that had her hugging his neck tight, surrendering everything to him as he took her body and gave her all of his.

He pulled out when the last tremble eased and flicked her clit with his finger. Pleasure shot up her spine, and with a rush of oxygen she felt him press the velvet head of his cock to her rear.

“Press back, baby, take me. Make me wild.”

He didn’t give her time to think, merely feel, as he thumbed her clit, trailing his lips down to her breast and torturing her with soft, gentle sucks on the aching tip. She gasped when he pressed his stiff shaft deeper, forcing her small opening to widen for him. A shimmer of fear made its way past the pleasure, but Russell soothed her with his hands and hot, wet kisses to her heated flesh.

“Relax and let me give you this, baby. Tell me if it’s too much. I’ll stop, any time you say.” His words calmed her but his tone was full of desperate hunger. The sound shot her own arousal higher. He groaned as she flooded his fingers with a blast of wetness. Groaning again, he rubbed his cock along her wet folds and tucked her ass tighter to the cradle of his thighs. His hot, moist breath burned along her breasts as he nudged her rear again, slowly sinking in when she pressed back. He panted louder, a low groan of pleasure ripping from his throat as she felt him continue with his long thrust. It hurt, but she breathed through the pain and suddenly felt him breach her tightness and push every thick, iron hard inch of his erection slowly into her rear.

It was amazing. Mind-blowing. Incredible on a level she knew she’d crave.

Russell groaned her name and sucked on her breast so hard she whimpered at the dual pleasures assaulting her. Her butt pressed back into his hips, impaling him until the warm, heavy weight of his sac brushed her wet pussy.

He tightened his hands painfully on her hips, preventing her from moving. “Ah, fuck, fuck, fuck. Never knew. Never fucking knew, baby. I want this. Goddamn, how I want this little ass. I’m gonna claim this now, baby, then we’re going to let you have this a lot more often. A lot more.”

A tremble raced down her body at the frantic quality of his voice. She knew that tone, knew he was close to losing control.

She wailed when she felt him flex his hips, drag every inch out of her, then shove back in, starting a firm, steady rhythm that was killing her. She could feel every muscle and vein of his flesh parting her. Every thrust felt like it went straight to her toes, curling them up as the orgasm built impossibly high.

“Russell.”

“Yeah, oh, fuck, yeah. Love it, baby, love it.”

She did. She loved every urgent shove, each inch of him as he possessed her. This was his first, her first, and they were in it together. So deeply intertwined, and she was covered in Russell, filled with Russell. She began chanting his name louder and louder, unable to stop the sound as her body tightened for explosion.

“Baby, God I love you so much.”

He sank to the hilt, shoved himself tighter still and flicked her clit. She wailed like a wild woman. Emotions whirled with the same intensity as sensations shot through her. Deep inside her, she could feel every solid inch of Russell’s flesh possessing hers. On top of her, his hot flesh slid along hers while his firm hands gripped her tightly to hold her in place. Breathing became impossible as he whispered over her breast. She wanted, needed his mouth on her nipples.

“Russell.” She tossed her head when he kept her waiting, her body on fire but burning slowly—too slowly. He caressed his hand along her hip, smoothed over her arm and tugged her hands over her head. With a gasp, she felt him latch on to her breast and his hot mouth licked and sucked her nipple perfectly. Deep inside her, she felt him enter and retreat, over and over, so slow, so steady she cried into his hair and tugged at her arms.

“Russell, oh, God, more, please, do something, more. More.” God, was that her voice? She sounded sexy even to her own ears.

Russell groaned around her breast, and his breathing became more intense, more laboured as he began fucking her rear for real. She began to unravel with each firm lunge.

With a sharp bite on her breast, Russell reared up, his face tense with hunger and so beautiful she had to close her eyes.

“No, baby, watch me. Watch me,” he grunted on his next thrust, and her eyes sprang open at how deep he pressed.

“Oh, my God, Russell. Do something, please, oh, God.”

“Yeah, baby, come for me. Do it, baby, do it.” He kept her hands up above her head and began thrusting two fingers deep inside her pussy. She tried to arch, tried to move, push back,
anything,
but couldn’t. The knowledge hit like a dose of gas on an already lit fire. Her body shivered, nearing a point of no return. Russell growled in her ear—sexy, hot words she loved—and began pumping faster. He added a sharp push at the end of each lunge and she bit down on his neck, unable to stop herself.

Her climax trembled on the edge with each shove until, with a scream, she reached the point of detonation and her body simply imploded. The climax rocked through her so long that she jerked in his embrace. She felt him wrap around her, and sobbed as her body contracted. On top of her, Russell pounded into her and she felt him swell to huge. Her body blossomed higher, knowing he was going to come inside her. She wailed his name again and hot blasts of wetness flooded her as Russell grunted and groaned repeatedly, his body tightening and shuddering as he dug in as deep as possible.

When he slowly relaxed, he was breathless against her neck, saying her name as he settled partway on top of her. She melted under him, so exhausted and still shimmering with her climax she really just wanted to curl up, like this, and sleep. With a sudden jerk, he tried to pull up but she hugged him tighter, not letting him.

“No, Russell, don’t move.”

“God, Su—Lacey, baby, tell me I didn’t fucking hurt you.” He pulled his hips back with a groan, and she joined him at the feel of his thickness slipping from her.

“No, God, no, but oh, my God, that…” She had no words. It had been kinky, hot and she craved it again already.

He watched her intently and whatever he saw made his lips curl. He bent down and took her mouth in a wild kiss until they were both breathless.

Meeting her eyes, he caressed her cheek tenderly with his hand. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world. And mine. I’m sorry I hurt you, but we make up good, don’t we, Sunshine?”

She laughed. How could she not? He looked like some little boy, his hair all messed up and his face all flushed, but that grin she loved covered his face and spilled into his eyes with happiness. She did this to him.

“Oh, Russell, we both misunderstood. I could have told you. I wanted to before you left, but… You were so… You wouldn’t say anything and I…” She broke off when tears choked her.
She was an emotional mess wasn't she?

He brushed a kiss to her frown and pulled up enough to stare down at her with a grimace. “Don’t cry. Please, don’t cry.” He brushed a thumb under her eyes and shook his head, “You couldn’t read my mind. If you could, you’d have known all I wanted… Hell, I wanted you to ask me not to go.”

Stunned, she rolled her head to the side to stare back at him. When she saw he was serious—very, very serious—she felt her heart melting. “Would you have stayed?”

A smile tugged his lips up a bit. “No, but I wanted you to ask. Show you cared…”

“Russell!” She was too tired to hit him properly, but she lifted a hand that felt like it weighed a ton and hit him on the chest.