Chapter 11 #3
The feel of her hot, wet body trying to strangle his cock was overwhelming.
He’d never felt anything so amazing before.
He pushed the rest of the way inside her quickly, without much thought to how it might feel for her.
He couldn’t wait. He needed more. More of this skin-on-skin contact.
Lucky felt as if he was going to explode already.
His balls were tight up against his body and he knew he was going to lose the fight with his control way before he was ready.
He wanted to stay inside her like this forever.
Wanted to feel her inner walls squeezing and caressing the extremely sensitive skin of his cock.
It was like he was a virgin all over again. He had no control. None.
“Gotta move,” he croaked.
“Yes, more,” Devyn breathed.
He meant to go slow. To savor every second of this gift she was giving him. Not only of her body, but by trusting him enough to let him inside her without protection. But again, he couldn’t. The first time he pulled his hips back, any thought of slow and steady went out the window.
The way his cock slipped through her arousal was nothing like he’d ever felt before. He could feel her heat all the way to his bones.
Lucky slammed his cock back inside of her to feel it again. Devyn’s small tits jiggled on her chest and he felt her Kegel muscles clamp down on his dick as he pulled his hips back.
He had no idea how many strokes he lasted; all he knew was that he was in fucking heaven. When he felt her thighs rise up and stroke against his own, then her heels digging into his ass…he was a goner.
He took her as if it was the last time he was ever going to be inside a woman. Hard, fast, and desperate. When her hand closed around one of his biceps and tightened so brutally, he knew he’d bear the marks of her fingernails, Lucky exploded.
One second he was thrusting like mad, and the next, he’d buried his dick as far inside her as he could get before letting loose.
He emptied what had to be the largest load of come ever inside her. He could feel his own juices mix with hers deep within her body, and it caused a second, less intense orgasm. His balls felt wet with their combined fluids, and even that was exciting and new.
“Fuck,” he whispered, his arms shaking as he did his best to hold himself above her and not flatten her with his weight.
But Devyn simply wrapped herself around him and said, “Lie down. You won’t hurt me.”
So he did. She kept her legs around his waist, and he stayed half hard inside her body.
Lucky realized that he didn’t need to immediately get up and take care of the condom so it wouldn’t leak.
There was no condom, and they were soaking wet already.
It was seriously carnal and so very damn sexy. And messy. He grinned into her hair.
“What the hell are you laughing about?” she asked, sounding a little put out.
Lucky raised his head but kept the rest of his body glued to hers. “I was just thinking about how much laundry we’re gonna have to do.”
“Seriously? Laundry? What the hell’s wrong with you?”
Lucky couldn’t stop smiling. “We’re making a mess,” he told her, pushing his hips into hers, driving home his point.
“Oh!” she said.
“Yeah, oh,” he repeated. “I never realized how messy this was.”
“You think it’s messy now, just wait until everything you put inside me comes out.”
“It comes out?” Lucky asked.
Devyn burst out laughing. “Yes! What did you think it did? Got absorbed into my body?”
He shrugged uncertainly.
“News flash, buddy. That’s not how it works.
I’m not a freaking sponge. What goes in, eventually comes out.
I mean, I haven’t experienced it firsthand, because I’ve always used condoms, but I’ve heard enough talk about how messy quickies can be for women.
For guys, it’s wham, bam, thank you, ma’am, but women have to deal with leakage for quite a while afterward. ”
“I wanna see,” Lucky demanded.
“What? No! Lucky, don’t,” Devyn complained as he slowly pulled out then kneeled up to look between her legs.
“Lord, this is so embarrassing,” Devyn said as Lucky spread her legs and watched as his come leaked out of her body.
“It’s not,” he insisted. “It’s sexy as fuck.” He reached down and ran a finger between her folds, scooping up some of their combined juices. He then used that same finger to caress her clit. Devyn jerked.
“I can see we aren’t going to need lube in the near future,” he said with a grin.
“I’m not sleeping on the wet spot,” Devyn declared.
“Agreed. So…how do you feel about trying this again, now that I’ve gotten the edge off?”
“Again?” she asked incredulously.
“Yup. Up. Hands and knees, Dev.”
Devyn quickly turned over. She’d never been in this situation before. Hadn’t ever had a man who could get it up twice in one night. Hell, she’d never orgasmed twice in one go before. But she had a feeling Lucky was going to be her first in many ways.
The second she got into position, Lucky groaned. “Holy shit, I wish you could see this.”
“I think I’ll pass,” Devyn mumbled into the pillow. She could feel wetness dripping down her inner thighs. He’d obviously been very excited to take her bare, if the copious amount of come coating her thighs was any indication.
“I’m sorry, but this is so damn sexy,” Lucky told her. A hand gripped her hip, then she felt the tip of his cock nudging against her swollen folds once more.
He felt even bigger in this position, and Devyn didn’t bother to hold back her groan as he bottomed out inside her. When he pulled back, she could hear the squelch their bodies made.
She laughed, and it was Lucky’s turn to groan.
“Man, I can feel it around my cock when you laugh.”
And Devyn realized at that moment that she’d never really laughed during sex before. She liked it. “Just wait until I laugh with you in my mouth,” she purred. Where this dirty talk was coming from, she had no idea.
“Fuck,” he swore, and Devyn laughed again.
He began to do just that, fuck her hard. The sound of their skin slapping together was loud in the room. She bucked back against him as he took her, wanting more. Wanting everything.
“Touch yourself,” Lucky ordered. “I want to feel you come around my dick.”
Devyn immediately did as he asked, so turned on, she was desperate to come again. Her fingertips brushed against Lucky’s dick as he pushed in and out of her body, and she loved hearing him moan in ecstasy.
Her thighs began to shake with the strain of keeping herself up, and she felt Lucky wrap an arm around her stomach to help her keep her balance.
“That’s it, Dev. Almost there. I can feel you rippling against me. God, you feel so good, you have no idea! Get there, sweetheart. I can’t hold out much longer.”
Two more hard thrusts, and Devyn exploded. She made some sort of weird grunting, moaning noise and everything went white for a second. When she came to, she felt Lucky’s groin tight against her ass, and he was coming inside her once again.
He held himself there for a long moment. Devyn could feel her heart beating out of her chest, and she had no energy to do anything but stay there, held up by Lucky’s strength. She groaned when he slowly pulled out.
“Seriously…that’s so damn hot,” he said, before easing her down and spooning her from behind. One of his hands eased down her body and covered her pussy. His fingers lazily played in the wetness there, and she couldn’t drum up the energy to be embarrassed about it.
“I love you,” he said.
“Love you back.”
“This is gonna work,” he stated, as if daring her to contradict him.
“Okay,” she mumbled.
“It is. I’m not letting you go, and it’s not just because I’m addicted to your pussy. It’s because I’m truly happy for the first time in my life. I get it now. I get what the fuss is about, having someone who you want to spend every minute of every day with.”
His words felt good. Damn good. “I feel the same.”
They shared a tender smile.
Then, a bit uneasy with the intensity of her feelings, she said, “I’m still not sleeping on the wet spot, no matter how much you butter me up.”
She felt more than heard him chuckle against her back, then he was moving. Shifting them until he was on his back and she was using his shoulder as a pillow. Devyn hiked one leg over his thigh and put her arm around his belly.
“Better?” he asked.
“Yeah. I should get up and pee though; that will probably help with the mess in the morning.”
“Later,” he said. “I want to enjoy this.”
So did she. “Lucky?”
“Yeah, love?”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For being you.”
He chuckled. “You’re welcome?”
Devyn knew she should adequately explain what she was feeling, but decided to let it go. Words could never make him fully understand how thankful she was that he was so amazing. She’d just have to do her best to show him how happy he made her.
She relaxed, more content than she’d been in months.
Lucky was everything she’d ever wanted in a man…
and she wasn’t going to let him go. She’d worried about her brother in the past, but this was different.
If something happened to Lucky, she’d never recover.
But he loved his job, was damn good at it, and she’d be the best damn partner he’d ever had.
If Gillian, Kinley, Aspen, and Riley could deal with the uncertainty of dating a special forces man, she could too.
“Stop thinking so hard,” Lucky said softly. “Sleep.”
And she did.
Spencer paced the motel room he’d managed to scrape up enough money to pay for.
He’d been evicted from his apartment last month, and ever since then, he’d been sleeping in his car or mooching from the few friends he had left.
He’d stay a few nights on one of their couches, then move on to someone else’s.
He’d even stayed with his parents for a while, but he couldn’t stand the disappointment and worry he saw on their faces every time they looked at him.
He hated that. Spencer wanted them to be proud of him. Like they were the rest of his siblings. And they would be. All he had to do was win big and they’d be over-the-moon excited for him. He would share some of his winnings so they could redo the basement like they kept saying they wanted to do.
But first he needed to pay off the loan he’d taken from Rocky.
He didn’t know the man’s real name, just what he went by on the streets. He’d been warned from several of his gambling acquaintances that the man wasn’t one to fuck around with, but Spencer had been desperate for cash.
And now, when he needed help the most, he wasn’t getting it. Devyn was the only one he could ask, and she was turning her back on him. Yeah, he’d made some mistakes in the past, stolen from her, but this was different. His life was on the line!
Hearing something outside, Spencer got up and cautiously peered around the curtain in his room.
A man and a woman were walking through the dark parking lot, laughing, probably a prostitute and her next client.
The motel wasn’t exactly the Four Seasons.
They rented rooms by the hour. It embarrassed Spencer that he’d had to resort to staying there.
All he needed was five thousand dollars. Was that too much for Devyn to give him to save his life? He didn’t think it was. He had a line on a sure bet and a fast forty thousand bucks. He could give that to Rocky, then quickly make back the rest that he owed him.
But he needed that five grand.
Maybe if he asked Devyn in person, he could persuade her to help.
If she saw how desperate he really was, she’d give him the money he needed. He knew it. He’d have to make up an excuse as to why he was in town, but he could do that no problem. Fred would be glad to see him, would probably even let him stay at his new farmhouse.
Not to mention, getting out of town right now would be a good thing, since Rocky was looking for him and his money.
His decision made, Spencer felt as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
He’d fix this. Get the money from Devyn, make enough to get Rocky off his back, then get on with his life.
He wasn’t an addict, like Devyn kept accusing.
He could quit gambling whenever he wanted.
But why quit when he knew he was on the verge of hitting it big?
It would suck to quit now when the huge payout he’d been chasing for years was just around the corner.
He just needed to stick with it for a little while longer, then he’d show everyone that he wasn’t the loser they all thought he was.
Lying down on the bed, Spencer sighed in relief.
Now that he had a plan, he could sleep. He needed to find some money for gas and food for his drive to Texas, then he’d be off.
And…who knew? Maybe the gambling down south would be more profitable.
He’d have to find some casinos or illegal gambling houses to try out.
Maybe he wouldn’t need his little sister’s help after all.