Chapter Ten #2
She craned her head up and smiled. “Bed.” She leaned in and swiped her tongue across his upper lip.
“You sure?” He asked as he pushed her up from the couch.
Say the friggin’ wall! She nodded and climbed off him, waiting near the edge of the couch. She drew her hand for him to take.
He didn’t smile but he grasped her hand and followed behind her when she led him to the stairs.
She stepped up to the first stair but was jerked around and pushed against the wall.
His head came down on her neck, sucking the skin in harsh pulls.
His hands reached to the center of her dress, gripping the collar.
His knuckles grazed over the swells of her breasts.
“Liar,” he growled.
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Bogs had her pinned to the wall and a firm grip on the collar of her dress. It was pretty, but right now it felt like the enemy standing between him and what he wanted most, her naked body. His cock twitched eager for release.
He plunged his tongue inside her mouth while he tugged hard on the thin material between her tits.
The back of his hands felt the heat and impulsively tore the dress in half, tearing a clean line down to her belly button.
A red scrap of satin material barely covering her breasts was more than he could handle.
He dove straight between her mounds, licking the moisture between them.
“Bogs...” She moaned, pulling at the back of his t-shirt, trying to maneuver it off.
He stepped back, gripping the hem and pulling it over his head.
It had just cleared his neck when he felt her warm wet lips on him and his nipple hardened against her tongue.
She scratched his back while she peppered kisses over his chest.
He extended his head back feeling the strain on the cords of his neck. The taste of her mouth was like a drug he’d gladly overdose on. Bracing his arms on the wall, he closed his eyes.
He dropped his chin, getting harder just watching her sink lower, catching the view of her full tits straining against her barely-there bra.
Her fingers wedged between the waist of his jeans and his body and tugged, effectively sliding his pants down to his ass.
His hands shot out, pulling her up to a standing position in front of him.
Through her cloudy eyes, she looked confused.
She opened her mouth but he pressed his finger against them before she could speak.
“Me first.”
Bogs dropped down to his knees, dragging his hands from her neck, down her chest, and kneading her breasts.
Pulling the cups roughly down, the pads of his fingers teased over her nipples.
Her breath hitched and she released a soft moan.
He caressed down her stomach over the bunched material.
He yanked up the hem of her dress and gave her a predatory smile.
“Matching thong?” He watched her heavy eyes gleam as he stroked two fingers over the flimsy material. She had soaked through her panties. The blush across her cheeks made him harder. He had control when it came to women, but Kenzie was like no other he’d ever been with.
Leaving her wet panties, he gripped the hem and sharply ripped them down to her ankles. Leaning in, smelling her desire, he lost all control.
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“Oh God.” She moaned, resting her head against the wall.
His mouth was on her and her body was a mix of tingling heat and a cool chill rushing over her flesh.
He paid close attention to her clit, flickering his tongue over the sensitive bead.
Her entire body tensed unable to give in to the feel of his mouth.
She’d had guys go down on her in the past, but nothing like this.
This was different, Bogs knew exactly what he was doing.
She slumped against the wall, doing her best to not crumble from the shivers trembling over her. Yeah, he was different.
Damn, her mind was already reeling. His tongue tapped against her spot and she gasped when he sucked hard.
This was too good. She released the wall with one hand, sliding it into his hair.
She glanced down and was struck that she’d never seen anything hotter than this man with his head at her pussy.
Yep, pussy. Not vagina, or down there--straight up pussy.
At the exact moment, he inserted a finger into her and she gripped a handful of his hair. “Bogs...” Her moan was throaty and desperate. He didn’t respond, but he acknowledged her with a swift lash over her clit as he pumped inside her.
“Yes!” She screamed through her uneven breaths.
She rolled her head back against the wall as she trembled from the heat of her core.
He was relentless as she pushed her hips forward against his mouth and gasped as she came hard.
It was long and lingering, and fucking fantastic.
She panted, releasing his hair she had been tightly gripping, and opened her eyes.
She felt a breeze of cool air and watched his back, only a sliver of his backside showed from what was to be her attempt at giving him a blowjob.
She focused on his eyes as he stalked back. They were heated, making his hazel eyes appear almost green. He licked his lips. Heat blazed on her cheeks. He was licking her off his lips. Oh, God, that was friggin’ hot!
“Turn around.” His voice was husky and raspy.
She followed his order. How could she not?
She faced the wall bracing her hands in front of her.
Her legs shook from the anticipation. She heard the crinkling paper from the condom.
Thank God he was thinking about that. He covered her back with his damp chest. His hot breath tickled her neck, only the sound of him tearing open the condom echoing through the room.
The head of his cock poked between her upper thighs. “Still want to choose the bed?”
Her breath was erratic she stammered, “N-no.”
“Are you sure?” His whisper was a taunting tease.
“Bogs...” She moaned.
His hands trailed from her shoulders down her back.
His fingers dug into her hips and with one stroke, he entered her.
She could feel every inch of his cock slowly glide into her core.
His groan reverberated through the room.
His lips were so close to her ear she felt the wave of his heated breath.
“So wet,” he kissed her neck, “warm,” he kissed the same spot, “and perfect.”
Her head fell back into the crook of his neck and she closed her eyes.
He was fully lodged deep inside her but he wasn’t moving.
His hands ran up her stomach to her breasts.
For a computer guy, his hands were rough, not smooth as she’d expected the first time.
The hard calluses scraped against her nipples.
He pulled out and slowly drove back past her lips. She tightened her grip by clenching her pelvis. He snorted. “You trying to tell me something, pretty girl?” He fucked her slowly, ignoring her silent request. He needed to move faster but he seemed intent on teasing her. She moaned uncontrollably.
“Faster.”
He clucked his tongue. “Uh-uh, wanna take you slow, make it last.”
He twisted her nipples each time he pulled out, squeezing them and releasing as he pounded into her. Only a foot of space stood between her and the wall. Her arms tensed as he slammed into her again. Her nails scraped his wall and for a brief second, she thought she might chip the paint.
His hands left her breasts, gliding back to her ass.
He squeezed, digging his fingers into her skin.
He slammed into her with deep strokes. She was close to her second orgasm when he completely lost control, fucking her furiously and roughly.
It was like a sneak attack. She threw her head back and felt the tingling sensation garnish inside.
She came so fast she lost her breath. With one more deep thrust, he rooted himself inside her and grunted.
His chest collapsed against her back and she rushed forward, flattening into the wall.
It was unexpected. She stumbled to the side.
His strong arm wrapped around her stomach saving her from a fall.
He settled on her with his chin resting on her shoulder.
He was breathing heavily through his nose. So was she.
“You did it again,” he whispered, nestling his nose into her hair. The scent of vanilla wafted over him.
“Did what?” Her breath hitched.
“Had reality surpass my imagination.”
She giggled, resting her forehead against the wall. “You sweet talking me, Bogs?”
“I’m trying. Of course, I’m sure I’ll fuck it up when I tell you how much I can’t wait to feel your mouth on my cock.”
She laughed.
“Let’s get upstairs and I’ll show you my cuddling skills, I wasn’t lying about that. Give me a second to clean up.”
She leveled her footing, still a bit off balance from the orgasm. Her legs felt like jelly. She righted the cups of her bra and bent down, grabbing her dress. She was about to put it back on when he emerged from the kitchen
He stalked over grabbed the dress from her hand and tossed it on the floor. He gripped her hips, hiking her legs around his waist. She gasped.
“What are you doing?’
“Taking you to bed.” He walked up the stairs gripping her bare ass in his hands.
She chuckled. “What about my clothes?”
He growled. “You’re not gonna need them.”