Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
TALON
My fingers clutch at the blanket that's gotten twisted between us, willing myself to let Arizona have control of the moment. Losing the fight by millimeters each time her hot little mouth slides down my shaft.
Before I know it, my hand is back in her hair, setting the pace for her to torture me while I do my best not to thrust to meet those wet strokes that threaten to have me spilling down her throat.
That's not what I want. Not where my seed belongs, and the weight of that thought hits hard as I pull away and roll us together until Zona is beneath me and my dick is pressed against her mound.
"Not this time." I pant against her ear before swallowing her response in a hungry kiss.
My hands work quickly between us, Zona's following my lead, until the garments left between us are gone and I'm sliding the full length of my naked dick through the seam of her pussy.
She's still so wet, and the feel of her slippery folds has me aching to get inside her.
"I need to be inside you, baby." My voice is hoarse from how bad I need her, my hips moving against hers, begging for access. "Want to feel your sweet pussy coming on my cock while I fill you up with my cum."
Arizona whimpers beneath me, her fingers clutching at my shoulders while her thighs widen to make more room for me.
"Tell me if this is what you want too." I lift my head to hold her gaze even though it means tearing my mouth away from her fevered skin to do it. "I need to hear you say it."
Zona's head bobs in agreement, but I don't move until I hear her voice, deepened with need.
"I want it, Talon. I want you. Please."
I don't make her wait any longer. I can't. I'm half crazed with how badly I need her.
"Fuck, baby, you're so ready for me."
With barely an effort, I spear into Arizona's sweet body, forcing myself to slow down when I feel how tight she is around my girth even though she's wet and begging for me.
"Goddamn, you're so fucking tight-- tell me you've done this before."
If she tells me this is her first time, I'll feel like an ass for not taking more time for her.
"Um..."
"Shit. Baby? Are you serious?"
It's too late now. I can't stop myself from sliding all the way home, deep into her channel as it squeezes around my cock so tight I see stars.
"Can we talk about it later?"
I groan, barely able to concede to her request while I force myself to still when I'm completely seated inside her, giving Zona a chance to adjust, to move, to relax-- to do whatever the fuck she needs to do while a thousand thoughts break free from where I'd been trying to keep them caged inside my brain.
Mine.
The word rings out like a shot and ricochets around my skull.
All mine.
A primal growl starts deep in my chest and erupts from my lungs as a strangled sound as I withdraw from the hot, snug fit of Arizona's body only to thrust back in with more force than I intend to. But dammit, the woman has my brain broken and my body on fire with the need to claim her properly.
She meets me, angling her hips, and matching my rhythm, taking me so perfectly with needy little moans and whimpers that have me speeding my pace.
But I can't let go. Not yet. Not until my conscience is as satisfied as I need Zona to be.
I don't even mind pulling out, even though it means delaying my own release. Not when it means dropping my head between Arizona's thick thighs to get the taste of her that I've wanted since licking her essence off my fingers earlier.
Arizona
The sudden loss of Talon's thick cock filling me so well is instantly disappointing, leaving me feeling empty and wanting and confused.
I wasn't thinking about it when he moved beyond my level of experience, it felt so natural and too good to stop there.
"Talon! What are you doing?"
I'd clamp my thighs together if he wasn't in the way.
"I'm not going to last." Talon settles his broad shoulders between my legs, the pad of one thumb already settling over my clit, circling in slow movements that quickly have me forgetting my self-consciousness.
"I need you to come for me again, I don't know if I can hold out long enough to get you off while I'm inside you, baby. "
Why does his confession have me squirming to get him back inside me? I love the idea that this older man who must have so much more experience than I do, is telling me he can't last inside me.
On the other hand...
Talon drops his head low and licks along the seam of my sex in one agonizingly slow stroke, his thumb still circling my clit, only now with more pressure.
"Damn, you taste so good." His tongue replaces his thumb momentarily and it's almost enough to launch me into the stratosphere, but then he moves on to teasing the rim of my entrance before spearing into me, licking deep like he's trying to taste me inside as well.
Every lick, every taste, every stroke of his tongue or his fingers feels designed to unravel me and it's working.
It takes almost no time before the combination of broad fingers moving deep inside me and Talon's tongue flicking across my clit as he suctions over it has me falling apart in a series of full body spasms and the sound of Talon's name echoing off the cabin's interior.
He doesn't give me a chance to recover; I'm still panting from the world's best orgasm when he scrambles back up my body, trailing hasty kisses on the way until he's face to face with me, a tortured look furrowing his handsome features.
"I need back inside you baby." His voice is raspy, his words rushed. "I need to be inside you when I come. Please."
If the sheer torment in his plea wasn't enough to convince me, the sight of Talon's hand wrapped around his hard cock, his grip so tight I wouldn't be surprised if his knuckles are white, with the tip leaking pre-cum, has my entire body suddenly desperate to be filled by him again.
Maybe the actual words make their way past my lips, but I know my head nods, my hands eagerly reaching between us in a clumsy move to draw him into me faster.
Again, he slips inside me, and my head hits the mattress under me as I make a mewling noise as I feel his thick shaft push its way through my walls, forcing space for him while my pussy clenches around him.
I've barely had time to recover from the last orgasm, maybe that's why my muscles are already coiling in anticipation of another one, but if Talon thought I wasn't going to come with him buried deep inside me like this, he was wrong.
He pulls back, slipping nearly all the way free of me until I could cry from the emptiness before he plunges back in a hard, deep thrust that steals my breath and winds my muscles tighter.
Two. Three. Four strokes has us finding a rhythm. My fingers grapple at his back, digging in with my nails to hang on. Angling my hips, I find a place where the root of Talon's cock rubs deliciously against my needy clit each time he bottoms out, until I'm lost all over again.
This one is different, stronger, deeper; I can feel my core clamp down like my body is just as determined to keep Talon's stiff member inside me as my hands are to keep his torso anchored to mine.
Talon curses long and low, the single oath giving way to an intense, feral growl and then I feel his cock swell inside me, he surges forward and his body goes rigid and I feel each pump at he empties himself deep into my womb.
Something that seems right and natural and totally not something we should have talked about first.
There's probably a pharmacy in town, I'm pretty sure I can get morning after pills even in middle of nowhere Paradise Point.
Talon lays soft kisses along my forehead but I'm too tired for talk. When I fall asleep, he's still inside me.