7. Avery
AVERY
I moan as he lifts me with his massive arms, throws me over his shoulder like a caveman, and carries me into the bedroom, which I’ve yet to see.
It’s luxurious but sparse. Definitely a man’s room. I could do wonders if he let me decorate…
He lays me down on the bed, and my legs fall open for him. I’m unguarded but buzzing with anticipation as he stands tall, staring down like he’s proud of me.
“Such a sexy little angel,” he growls. “You’re desperate for me to lick that little virgin hole.”
The bulge in his pants is massive. There’s no mistaking his arousal.
He leans down and snatches a fistful of my hair, grasping hard enough that I gasp as he takes control.
He kisses me just beneath my ear, causing my hands to clutch the bedsheets, then moves his lips down my trembling body, over my breasts, and down my belly, to stop just above the mound of my pussy.
His strong, rough, mountain man hands caress my curves, as if he is memorizing them inch by inch. I tremble as he moves lower, taking my thighs in his hands and spreading me even wider. Being open like this makes me feel so dirty. So naughty. Like the little vixen he told me I was.
As I look down at him, his tousled dark hair and blazing blue eyes, I feel it. That feeling I’ve been waiting for, longing for…
…and I know that I will fully submit to him. Give him whatever he wants.
I gasp as Rourke kisses my inner thighs, one after the other.
Then cry out as he kisses my soaking wet lips.
When his tongue slides between them, spreading me open, my jaw drops, and I cry out his name.
My eyes widen and my vision blurs, forcing me to blink several times as he probes between my folds, caressing my hole.
Then he moves up to my most tender of places.
My clit. An overload of pleasure sweeps through me, threatening to overwhelm me.
“Goddamn, princess,” he growls as I quiver against the soft sheets. “You taste so goddamn sweet. Delicious and innocent. And all mine.”
His muscles tense as he goes back down on me and slides his tongue through my slit, sending my nerve endings spiraling. It’s like fireworks going off all through me.
“You’re like a perfectly wrapped gift that I almost don’t want to open. Almost…” His voice trails off as he looks back down at me, his eyes unfocused, as if he’s losing himself.
“But you’re impossible to resist. And I will be the man to claim you.
No one else.” To my surprise, he lets his teeth drag over my pussy lips, the threat of pain adding fuel to the already blazing fire.
“I’m going to make you come on my tongue, and then I’ll spread this tight little pussy around my thick cock, stretching you to my fit.
And then I’ll shoot my seed into your womb and breed you like the fertile woman you are. ”
A long moan escapes my lips as he grabs me by the lower back and folds me backward until my knees are touching my shoulders.
Hungrily, he kisses my ass, dragging his tongue everywhere, causing my eyes to roll back in my head.
His naughty tongue finds my clit again and flattens, expanding the pleasure all the way up through my belly.
My head cranes back, and I start to lose control.
“That’s right, angel,” he mouths into my pussy. “You’re so wet your juices are coating my face. I know you’re so close to coming, and you may have had an orgasm before, but it’s nothing compared to what you’re about to experience. Now come on my face.”
My back arches, my hips buck, and I snatch at his chiseled shoulders as he purses his lips around my button and sucks, applying pressure at the same time with his tongue.
My climax roars faster and faster toward me with such force it would dwarf the storm that nearly killed me on my way here.
His tongue flicks one final time, and I soar over the edge like a burning rocket.
“Yes, come for me, angel,” he growls, lapping at my center. “Your innocent honey tastes so sweet.”
Again, I shout his name loudly, my hips bucking against his mouth as my entire body tenses and I come harder than I ever thought possible.
As I slump back against the mattress, I gasp a deep lungful of breath. I’ve been so caught up in the ride to ecstasy that I haven’t been breathing. The edges of my vision are black, and the rest is blurred. Only when his electric blue eyes come into my field of view do I start to regain my senses.
The man who tied me to a chair, who threatened to kill me, who kidnapped me just changed my world forever. If I told anyone that I would do anything for him now, they’d think I was insane.
…But so what? Who do I even have to tell?
My father is a degenerate who had no problem selling me off to pay his debts, I have no boyfriend, and despite the fact that Rourke is no doubt a lethal man, there’s also something about him that pulls me in.
That comforts me. Maybe it’s the fact that I know he’d do anything to protect me.
And I’ve never had someone like that in my life. I never thought I would.
He leans in and kisses me, pressing his tongue deep into my mouth. I taste myself, and it turns me on even more.
“Are you going to…you know…now?” Why am I embarrassed about just saying it? After what he just did, I shouldn’t be.
Rourke’s lips twist into a smile, and he shakes his head.
“No, not yet. You need time to recover. To understand what just happened to that sweet virgin hole.” His voice is gravelly and deep, shaking right through me.
He leans close and presses his bulge against my pussy.
“This is what I have in store for you, angel. A thick, swollen, long cock that will stretch you until you think you can’t stretch anymore.
That will have you begging for more even after I’ve filled you with my seed. ”
The enormity of what’s hiding behind his jeans seems impossible. I try to envision it, but I can’t. But he grinds against me, teasing my throbbing clit with his manliness, and I’m already salivating as my body quivers with orgasmic aftershocks.
With a quick pull, he grabs my waist and rolls me over. I gasp as he spanks me hard, once on each cheek. That naughtiness in me rises higher.
I want to be bad for him…
He squeezes my ass hard, so hard it hurts, and I gasp as I try to spin over onto my back. But he pins me down with a single palm on my lower back. His strength is incredible. Even if I wanted to get away, I’d have no chance.
Then I hear it…the sound of a belt buckle.
I turn my head and see him coming around in front of me. I watch as his fingers pop his top button, then take his zipper and tug it down.
My breath catches in my chest as my pulse skyrockets, and when he takes his hand and reaches into his pants, I can’t believe what he pulls out.
Oh my God, that can’t be real…
Rourke’s massive cock sweeps up and out like a spear, thick and veiny, pulsing with desire, its tip swollen and crimson. My tongue falls from my lips as I watch a long line of clear fluid drip down onto my shoulder. So warm. So sexy.
“There’s no way that’s going to fit in me,” I tell him.
He smiles. “Of course it will, angel. Your body was made for me. And you’re going to take every single inch.”