Chapter 12 Nolan
NOLAN
The hot, wet heat of Juliet’s mouth engulfs my dick. Every muscle in my body clenches tight the second her tongue flicks out, moving along the length of my shaft. A growl rumbles inside of my throat.
It’s been a long goddamn day. School. Practice. The fucking photos. Darrio. All I’d wanted to do when I got home tonight was strip and crash. Now, though…
Shoving my boxers the rest of the way off my hips, I lift up and her mouth pops off my dick for the briefest of seconds as I get the material down and off my legs.
The second I sit back up, her head bends and she’s back at it again.
I suck in a sharp breath as her lips gently kiss the head and then she swipes her tongue over the pearling bead of liquid there.
I grip her hair in a fist and yank her face up, forcing her to look at me. “Don’t tease me, Princess,” I warn her. “Not tonight.”
Her grin is wicked and more than a little dangerous. Juliet isn’t the type of woman to cave to demands and caution is only a suggestion to her. Another growl penetrates the otherwise silent house.
“I mean it,” I tell her, tightening my hold. “If you refuse to leave me to my own fucking mind tonight and you want this—then you’ll take everything I give you. Even if it means you push me over the edge. I won’t stop if you regret it.”
In response, Juliet’s tongue flicks out and against the head of my dick again. A bolt of pure, unadulterated lust shoots up my spine. Fine, then. She’s made her decision. There will be no backing out now.
Nudging her forward with my grasp in her hair, I speak. “Open those fuck-me lips, Jules. You want to suck me? Then, do it. Take me inside.”
She doesn’t even hesitate. Her mouth parts, lips spreading around my cockhead before she slowly sinks down the length. I hiss through my teeth as the heat and wetness of her mouth envelops me all over again.
Tight. Volcanic. Fucking perfect.
A groan works its way up my throat. My hold on her hair loosens and moves down to the nape of her neck. I cup her there, pulling her in closer. When she hums, the vibrations of the noise wrap around my cock, and it feels so fucking good that I almost see stars.
“Fuck…” I breathe the word as she rises, head bobbing as she sucks against my cock, tongue stroking over the sides.
Her cheeks hollow out around the shaft as she focuses on trying to suck my damn soul out through the head of my dick. Jesus fucking Christ.
The curl of her lips at the edges tells me she knows what she’s doing to me and she’s enjoying it.
I don’t necessarily mind her getting off on sucking my cock, but the smug satisfaction in her eyes when they flick up every so often to meet mine grates on my nerves.
I watch her carefully, keeping my fingers pinched on her nape as she moves.
Up and down. Up and down. Back and forth. Slowly, then fast, then slow again. Juliet’s smaller hand grips the base, holding tight as she laves affection along my length. The wet suckling sounds of her mouth on me fill the room, a filthy symphony.
When she moves to lift off me, I don’t let her. Her eyes flash back up to mine and a cruel smile spreads across my lips. I arch a brow.
“Problem, Princess?” I ask. “You’re not getting tired, are you?” She glares at me and that only serves to amuse me even more. “I haven’t even come yet.” I push insistently against the back of her head, shoving her down a few more inches until her eyes bulge and her throat locks around me.
My ass clenches, but after a beat, I breathe slowly through my teeth and return my attention to her. “Swallow me down to the root,” I dare her.
Her eyes glance down to the base she’s holding and then back to mine. I repress the urge to bark a laugh at the look she gives me—eyes wide and brows up as if asking if I’ve lost my damn mind. Because, yeah, I’m definitely not average.
“You can do it,” I assure her, gently nudging the back of her head until she slides down another half inch. Each one leaves feelings of needles stabbing into my spine. The impending orgasm that threatens to overwhelm me is quickly coming upon me.
Reaching around with my free hand, I arch my head back and grip her tight. “Suck my cock, Princess,” I order. “Or I’ll fuck your throat like I don’t give a shit about you.”
Hell, I might do it anyway. The vise-like grasp her mouth has on me is too much. I can feel the brink of orgasm right there—I’m on the edge, but I want to bury myself all the way in her before I go.
In response, Juliet’s teeth scrape ever so lightly along my shaft. I laugh, chest rumbling with the sound and shoulders shaking, but I don’t pull off.
“Are you threatening to bite me?” I ask, looking back down. I grin when she just glares at me, her mouth too full of cock to reply. She waits, as if she expects me to release her. I don’t. “It’ll be worth it,” I say instead, right before I push her down.
Her eyes go wider than before and her hands slap at the insides of my thighs, but it’s too late. I groan as I arch up, feet flat on the floor. It’s right… fucking… there…
Throwing my head back, a guttural sound echoes up out of my mouth as she sinks all the way down to the root of my cock. Shaking. Fire dancing beneath my skin. I pant through my orgasm when it finally slams into me with all of the force of a bullet train.
The sharp pain of nails digging into my skin barely detracts from the pleasure erupting from me as I empty my balls into her open throat.
Unable to do anything else, Juliet is forced to swallow.
Again and again, her throat muscles work around my shaft and cockhead as she gags against my length.
The contract and release are enough to pry every last drop from my balls.
I dump it all into her, relishing every second.
When it’s finally over, I release her and gasp for breath, sinking back on the bed. She yanks herself from my lap and up and off the floor, coughing and hacking.
“You…” She gasps. “Fucking… asshole…”
The grin still playing at my lips doesn’t dim in the slightest. “Good job,” I tell her. “That was some of the best head I’ve ever gotten.”
I’ve hardly finished the words when Juliet dives on top of me, her hand going back and a fist sailing towards my face. Without thinking, I spin us both, slamming her back on the bed and grabbing her wrists before pinning them above her head.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, raising a brow. “Upset you haven’t gotten yours yet?” I trade both of her hands into one of mine. Naked and tense beneath me, her body is a canvas of all the dirty things I could do to her.
“No!” she snaps. “You damn near choked me to death on your fucking cock!”
I pinch one of her nipples, causing her to arch up as I roll the little bud between my thumb and forefinger. “You’re still alive,” I remind her. “You didn’t even pass out—but I bet if I held you down long enough, you would.”
The thought has merit. I can picture it—Juliet on her back, eyes rolled back into her head as I cupped both hands around her head and fucked her mouth hard enough for her to pass out.
I wouldn’t kill her. Of course not. She never has to worry that I’d take things too far.
I want to keep fucking her for years and years.
I’ll take such good care of her. But I do want to push her past her limits and see how much she can take.
I move to her other nipple, giving it the same attention.
Between my legs, my dick twitches back to life.
“I thought Lex was the crazy one,” Juliet seethes.
“Crazy?” I hum in the back of my throat as I release her nipple and trail two fingers down the length of her stomach. “Maybe. Obsessed with you?” I lift my eyes to hers. “Definitely.”
Juliet opens her mouth to reply, but before she can I sink two fingers through her pussy folds and grin. “Well, well, well,” I murmur. “It looks like someone is claiming to be angrier than she is.”
When I remove my fingers and hold them over her face for her to see the juices coating them, she turns her cheek. Releasing her hands I grab her jaw and yank her attention back to me.
“Open your mouth,” I order even as I tighten my grip, pinching my fingers along either side of her jaw until she’s forced to. Then, I push the pussy juice covered digits inside. “Lick it off.”
I spread the wetness from her own cunt over her tongue with her glaring at me the whole time and her hands on my forearms, nails digging into my flesh in retaliation. I don’t mind. I’ll wear her marks with pride.
Maybe I am just as bad as Lex…
Her juices are gone sooner than I wish, but I’m already hard again and instead of going back for more to feed her, I’d rather feed myself.
“What are you doing?” she growls as I spread her legs and settle myself between them.
“What does it look like?” I shoot back as I reach between us and grip my cock by the base, lifting it up and slapping it lightly against her pussy.
“I don’t—” She doesn’t get a chance to finish.
I settle the head of my dick against her opening and thrust. “Fuck!” she cries out as her hands slap at my chest when I bottom out inside of her, shoving my cock all the way until there’s not a single inch left.
Through gritted teeth, Juliet pushes against me. “Asshole.”
Curse all she likes, she still hasn’t told me to stop.
Juliet is a smart woman. She knows what she wants and as much as she refuses to admit it, she likes me like this.
Overwhelming her until she can’t think of anything else, driving into her like an animal and filling her so full of my cock that it’s all she knows.
Pushing her legs wider, I leverage up on my knees, locking her knees over either arm as I begin to power into her.
Her hands hit the mattress, fingers clutching at the sheets as I fuck her across the bed.
Hard, rapid thrusts. Pulling almost completely out of the tight heat of her cunt only to thrust back inside with even more strength than before.
Her sharp cries are full of both pleasure and pain. She puts her hands out above her head when we reach the wall, and she uses them to keep herself from slamming into it as I keep fucking her.
Bare. Thick. Needing.
I’m going to bathe her cunt with my cum the same as I had with her throat.
“Nolan!” Juliet calls my name, arching up against the mattress as her breasts shake with each sharp plunge.
Dropping her legs, I reach for her with a snarl, needing more. She comes willingly, desperation riding the two of us hard. My mouth slams into hers, tongue tangling in wicked desire. I don’t even mind the flavor of my own cum as I kiss her. Because what lays beyond it is better—her.
“Don’t… stop… don’t… stop. Oh, fuck…” Juliet’s pleas and moans echo in my ears. I doubt even the end of the world would stop what I’m doing to her right now.
I grip her neck and turn, slamming her back down as she draws lines in my biceps from her nails.
I rise over the top of her body, pinning it beneath mine as I lift one of her legs and spread it wide.
Dim light pours in through the window, throwing a stream over her face and upper body.
The expression she’s making is both pained and on the cusp of such ecstasy that I react with jealousy.
“God damn you, Juliet.” I hiss the curse and fuck her harder. My fingers squeeze the sides of her throat, cutting off the blood flow. She reaches up, latching on to my wrist with both of her hands, but there’s no stopping me now.
“You drive my fucking insane,” I tell her as I pin her leg between my chest and her body. Her ankle over my shoulder, the white flesh in biting distance. Turning my cheek, I nip her lightly and she jerks under me, not even my grip on her throat enough to stop her from the action.
I bare my teeth at her. “You did this,” I snarl. “To me, to us, to yourself. You walked into our damn lives and nothing has been the same since.”
If Juliet hears me, she doesn’t respond.
I glance down to find her eyes rolled back into her head and her body trembling with the force of her own orgasm as between our legs, her pussy gushes with wetness.
A groan steals my voice and it’s game over for me.
My second orgasm rises up from the depths of my soul with an explosion to rival an atom bomb.
I continue fucking her as I erupt, painting the pink walls of her cunt with my cum until I can’t anymore. Moments later, I collapse on top of her, spent and drained. Both of us are panting and sweat slick. I half fear that I really did take it too far and she’ll shove me off in the next second.
To my amazement, however, Jules’ hands come up and stroke through my hair. I nuzzle down between her breasts. This woman doesn’t seem to realize it, but she holds the reins to our leashes. All of us—Gio, Lex, and even me.
Maybe it started out with just us—my friends and I—but she’s become so much a part of us that there is no separating where we end and she begins. And this right here, I tell myself—remind myself—is exactly why I am still putting up with Darrio.
I’ll protect her, take care of her, and get her the hell out of this godforsaken town if it’s the last thing I do. I have no qualms about using every tool and weapon in my arsenal to do it.