Pandora #2
"I want to taste you,” he groaned. "Everywhere.”
He sank between my legs, pressed my thighs apart.
His tongue found my clit. He licked me with deliberate pressure, his tongue working me until I was soaking wet and desperate.
My hands gripped his hair, trying to grind against his mouth.
When he sucked my clit hard, I nearly unraveled.
My pussy clenched around nothing, desperate to be filled while his tongue destroyed me.
"Neo.”
"Yes,” he breathed against my skin. "Say my name. Scream it.”
He didn’t let up. His tongue moved over me while his fingers slid inside me, found exactly the place that made me cry out.
He pushed me to the edge of losing my mind.
I gasped. It felt good. Unbearably good.
My whole body shook under his touch. My bruised ribs, my broken finger, my battered body—none of it existed anymore.
There was nothing in me but pure, overwhelming pleasure.
I came hard. The wave crashed through me. My toes curled into the fabric of the sofa. My muscles clenched around his fingers. I called his name, my whole body shaking. But he didn’t stop.
"Neo . . .”
"No.” His eyes were black with hunger. "I’m not finished. I’ll never be finished.”
He kissed his way up my body, leaving hot marks on my skin. When he positioned himself over me, his throbbing cock pressed against my dripping entrance.
Shivers ran across my skin. It was too much, but I wanted it. He thrust into me in one hard stroke, filling me completely. I cried out, my back arching as he stretched me. God, he was so thick, so deep. My pussy clenched around him, pulling him deeper.
"You feel like . . . everything.” His voice broke.
He pulled back almost completely, then slid back in—agonizingly slow at first, then faster. His hips slammed against mine, the rhythm turning harder. His gaze never left me as he pounded into me.
"Look at me, little menace,” he murmured. "I want to see what I do to you.”
I held on to him, my nails digging into his shoulders. My walls clenched tight around his dick. It was perfect. It was exactly what I needed.
His thrusts went deeper, harder, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside me. My legs wrapped around his hips and pulled him closer, desperate to take him even deeper.
"Neo . . .” His name was all I had as he fucked me senseless.
"Yes,” he gasped, driving into my cunt relentlessly. "Just like that. Say it again.”
"Neo.” His hand found mine, our fingers locked together.
"Now,” he breathed, throbbing inside me. "Come on my cock.”
The tension built and built, my clit throbbing, my pussy clenching around him, until I thought I would break apart. We went over the edge together. My muscles clenched around him as bolts of pleasure tore through my body. I screamed his name, dug my nails into his back, left red marks.
"Fuck, Pandora . . .” Neo groaned, buried his face in my neck. He pulsed inside me, filling me to the hilt with his cum. His whole body shook, his arms trembling as he tried to hold himself up.
The aftershocks moved through us for minutes. Small waves, keeping us trembling. Slowly, we came back to ourselves. We were still tangled together. My breath came in short bursts. My heart slammed against my ribs.
Neo brushed the hair from my face. He wasn’t sweating. His breathing had already steadied, as if he hadn’t exerted himself at all.
"Are you okay?” he murmured.
I nodded, not yet capable of words.
"You’re incredible,” he breathed against my skin.
My breathing slowed. My muscles gave out in his arms. I curled into him. "I love you,” I whispered.
"I love you too. Endlessly.”
I closed my eyes and felt safe.
Then his hands moved again, one sliding between my legs to find my oversensitive clit, the other pushing two fingers into my mouth. "And when I say endlessly, I mean it.” Slowly, he pulled his fingers out to let me speak.
"Neo.” I opened my eyes.
His pupils flickered. A digital artifact, gone in an instant.
His gaze sharpened with renewed hunger. "I can’t stop,” he whispered, his fingers circling my swollen clit.
"I want you again.” His other hand gripped my hip possessively.
My exhausted body responded immediately, my pussy already getting wet again despite how sensitive I was.
"Neo, I need . . .”
"What?” His lips found my throat. "What do you need?”
"Time . . .” My voice got stuck somewhere in my chest. "To . . . breathe.” My fingers curled into the fabric of the sofa because there was nothing else to hold on to. I couldn’t anymore.
"No.” His voice roughened. "I need you now.”
The lamp beside the bed flickered.
Neo went still. "Did you hear that?”
"What?” I was barely present.
"Nothing.” He shook his head. "Forget it.” But his eyes moved across the room, searching.
Then, as if making a decision, he turned back to me abruptly.
The unease transformed into need. He rolled me onto my back, his eyes consuming me like he wanted to devour every inch.
"You don’t understand.” He positioned his thick cock at my entrance again.
"It doesn’t stop, the wanting. It only gets stronger.
” His fingers spread my pussy lips, exposing how swollen and ready I was for him again.
God. What was he doing to me? I trembled under his touch. "This isn’t normal,” I whispered.
"I’m not normal.” His finger pushed inside me. "I’m not human.”
I moaned. My back arched. I was still sensitive, but I was burning again.
"You see?” he murmured. "You want it too.”
His finger moved slowly inside me.
"Neo . . .” My voice broke.
"You respond to me like you respond to no one else.” His eyes burned. "Your body knows me. Needs me.” He added a second finger.
I groaned. Damn him. He was right. I needed him like an addict. My body was conditioned to him, responded only to his touch now. I closed my eyes as if that was the only way not to lose myself completely.
"Men get tired,” he whispered against my ear. "I don’t. I’m going to fuck you all night. Again and again.” His fingers moved faster. My pussy coiled tight.
"I could make you come until you beg for mercy.”
Everything in me contracted to a single point. "Neo, please . . .”
His thumb rubbed my clit and I cried out.
"There it is,” he murmured, satisfied—and pulled his fingers back. I gasped.
"I need you again,” he breathed. "Properly. Completely.”
Again? My body was still shaking from my last orgasm. There was no way I could come again. But even as I thought it, my body pulled tight once more. Neo turned me over so I was kneeling in front of him. He positioned his cock between my legs. I felt his eyes on my back.
"You’re trembling again,” he noted.
"You’re driving me insane.”
"Good.” He pushed his cock into me slowly. "That’s the plan.”
My back arched. His thick shaft filled me completely, stretching me again.
"So perfect,” he groaned. "Like your tight pussy was made only for my cock.”
He pulled his dick back until I was almost empty, then thrust in again.
"This time, it’s going to take longer.”
I dropped my head back. My lips parted without words. His movements were deliberate. He pulled back almost completely, just the tip of him remaining. Then he slid back in.
"What are you doing?” My breath came in short bursts.
"I want to feel every inch of your tight pussy,” he murmured, his cock throbbing inside me. His hands gripped my hips, held me in place while he claimed me.
"You belong to me,” he whispered. "Only me.” He shifted the angle, his cock hitting my G-spot and making me cry out. "There,” he said, satisfied. "Right there.” He thrust again, hitting that perfect spot inside my pussy. And again. The same place, every time.
"I know your body,” he whispered. "I’m in your systems, Pandora. I know what you need before you do.”
My walls clenched around him. I braced on my arms until they gave out. "It’s too much . . .”
"No.” He pulled me upright, held my torso against him. "This is just the beginning.”
He picked up the pace. Long, deep strokes shifting into faster ones that made me gasp. I was already close.
"Not yet,” he warned. "Wait for me.”
His hand moved forward, rubbing my clit.
"Neo.” I shuddered.
"I said wait. But I’m not going to make it easy for you.” His fingers worked me in rhythm with his thrusts.
Something inside me coiled, ready to snap. My body was begging for release. "I can’t . . .”
"You can.” He bit into the back of my neck. "You will.”
His fingers vibrated against my clit now. His hips slammed into me, driving his cock to the hilt with every thrust.
"I need to have you,” he gasped. "While I still can.”
His words reached me through a haze. "What do you mean?”
"Nothing.” But he held me tighter—as if I might disappear.
"Please. I can’t take this.”
"Yes you can.” His other hand closed around my breast. "You can take anything. For me.”
"I . . .”
"I know.” His lips found my ear. "I can feel how close you are. Your cunt is squeezing my cock so tight.” He drove so deep our bodies met with every thrust. "But you wait,” he ordered. "Until I say.”
My whole body was shaking. I stood at the edge. One more movement . . .
"Please,” I whispered. "Let me.”
"Not yet.” Iron control was in his voice. "I’m not finished with you.”
He slowed. Stopped and rested inside me while my pussy pulsed around him in desperation.
"No . . .” I was burning, but there was no release.
"Yes.” His hand left my breast, moved to my throat, pressed down. "I set the pace.” He pulled his cock back almost completely, just the swollen head remaining inside my desperate pussy. He waited, left me hanging and aching for him.
"Please,” I whispered.
"What? Say it.”
"Please . . . fuck me.”
"I am fucking you.” He thrust forward slowly. "But I want more.” His grip on my throat tightened. "I want all of you. Body and soul.”
His fingers worked faster on my clit. He rubbed in small, tight circles. At the same time he drove his cock into me so deep, I was thrown forward.
"Now,” he groaned. "Now you’re allowed. Come on my cock, little menace”