Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
WET
T heir thoughts collided somewhere between that first deep kiss and the first touch of Slade’s fingers between Nelle’s legs. Nelle felt Slade’s tongue sweep across her mouth once more. She felt herself melting in more ways than one.
Slade was naked. A hard, muscular, tattooed body waiting for her. Nelle managed to place her hand to Slade’s chest and she pushed herself back. She stumbled into the hot water, then leaned forward, quickly wiping her face.
She had to see Slade naked. Head to toe naked. And what she saw… Slade with that rattlesnake glare in his eyes and his scruffy face. His body though.
Modeled with muscles. Shoulders to arms. Arms to forearms. Shoulders to chest. Chest to stomach. That perfect V cut that led Nelle’s eyes to Slade’s insanely feral cock. Thick and hard, those same veins that her mouth came this close to licking, pulsing and waiting. Slade was built like a fucking steel pillar.
Nelle placed her right hand against the tiled wall of the shower. She felt her knees demanding to bend a little. Between her legs she throbbed so hard her clit actually began to quiver.
She knew one touch…
“Slade,” she purred.
“Tell me, sweetheart.”
“I’m so close already. It’s just everything going on. That’s all. I…”
“Touch your clit, Nelle. I want to watch you come while I stroke my cock.”
Nelle’s jaw dropped. There was no need to tell her twice. She was too far gone by now. And it wasn’t just the whiskey once again playing with her head. Nelle was literally right fucking there .
As soon as she reached down and touched her clit, that was it. Her hips bucked forward and an electric shock of orgasmic pleasure struck her. She slapped her hand off the wall and cried out as she started to come. Slade didn’t even have the chance to grab for his cock before Nelle came tumbling toward him. She lost her balance.
I’m losing my mind too, she thought to herself as Slade saved her from a really embarrassing fall in the shower. He wasn’t there to be a savior though. He was there to fuck. That was it.
So when Slade caught Nelle, he didn’t tenderly care for her and ask if she was okay or not. He simply pushed her up against the wall and cupped his right hand under her left tit and squeezed. Hard. He dropped his mouth to her tit, finally tasting warm, wet skin. He rolled her nipple between his teeth, then clamped down, biting, pulling at Nelle until she screamed his name.
With his left hand he jammed his fingers between Nelle’s legs, needing to feel her sopping cunt. Slade kissed up Nelle’s chest.
“Is your cunt ever not soaked?” Slade growled.
“Like that’s a bad thing?” Nelle purred.
Slade stood tall, towering over Nelle once more. He brought his right hand to her throat. His left hand moved from between her legs to his cock. He steadied himself, bending his knees as need be, pressing himself against her. Nelle let out a loud cry that nobody would ever hear.
“This cunt is mine now,” Slade said as he thrust up, taking Nelle as his own.
She sheathed him tight and instantly began to climax again. Nelle saw stars dancing in front of her face. For a second or two she almost had an outer body experience. She floated high in the air, looking down at herself getting fucked by Slade.
Yes! Oh, fuck, yes! Fuck…
“Yes!” Nelle called out.
“I’m only halfway inside you, sweetheart, and you’re this jumpy?” Slade growled.
Oh he couldn’t wait to get her into a bed and fuck her properly. Nelle started to rock her hips, teasing Slade’s cock. Sliding herself against him, clenching against his thickness. Maybe he was only halfway inside her but he already filled her up more than anyone ever had before.
Slade pulled himself back, exiting Nelle’s sweet cunt. She then found herself running wild with something that was like an idea mixed with instinct. Nelle fell to her knees before Slade. Shower water hitting the back of her head and her back. That hot water, pounding against her. It felt like she was in a rainstorm. On her knees before an outlaw and his massive cock.
Slade looked down at this woman. That’s what his mind kept saying about Nelle.
This woman.
This fucking woman.
This beautiful woman.
He watched as she didn’t even use her hands. In fact, Nelle dropped her hands to her sides. All she needed was her mouth. All Slade wanted was her mouth too…
No! Slade roared in his head. I don’t need a thing from this woman. I want her mouth. I want to fuck her mouth. I want my cum to coat her throat. That’s what I want!
The debate raged inside Slade’s head as Nelle’s mouth moved over him. He held in a growl that shook his entire body and it felt like he was about to cause an earthquake. Something came over Nelle in that moment. More than just falling to her knees. More than just wrapping her lips around Slade’s cock. She felt a fire ignite and began to take more of Slade. With each inch she forced into her mouth, she wanted more.
Give me more! More! Right now!
Slade hissed as Nelle’s mouth moved so fucking slow and so fucking perfect. He reached forward and dug his hands into her wet hair. Fingertips curling against the back of her head. Pulling her.
Nelle felt her toes curl, knowing she had reached her limit, but there was so much left of Slade to go. Her eyes physically shivered. Tears came to her eyes, but at least this time they weren’t sad tears. She looked up at Slade. He had no care in his eyes yet at the same time Nelle believed he did care.
This moment was hot. And dangerous. Nelle relaxed herself as much as possible. The thickness of the tip of Slade’s cock now touched the back of her throat. Her body’s reflexes demanded to take action yet Nelle commanded herself to stay calm. What this did in exchange was send chills down her body. Making her nipples so tight and stiff that they hurt. Making her inner thighs tremble and her pussy ache for more attention.
She wanted to make some sweet and sultry purring sound but instead… she gagged .
“Oh, fuck, sweetheart, that’s right,” Slade growled. “I’m making your throat sing for my cock now.”
Nelle’s toes curled and she couldn’t help herself as she reached between her legs and began to touch herself.
Slade reached down and grabbed her arm. “I don’t fucking think so. I did not give you permission for that.”
Nelle whimpered.
Slade caught himself smiling. “Finish me, sweetheart. Use your lips. Use your tongue. Earn my cum.”
The truth was Slade found himself closer to the edge than he cared to admit. Everything about Nelle put him in this position. He couldn’t help himself as he mixed her mystery with her beauty with the feel of her cunt and the taste of her cunt and the way her lips clenched so tightly around his cock…
Slade groaned as Nelle began to move. She pulled herself back and focused on the head of his cock. Over and over… and then taking him again. The depth of her warm throat squeezing at him. Sliding back to his full tip and flirting some more…
With one big deep breath Slade allowed his cock to thicken some more. He saw the look on Nelle’s face. She knew. She moved faster. She groaned.
She wanted it…
Slade felt his feet press harder to the floor.
“Yes,” he hissed as his cock spilled itself into Nelle’s mouth.
Nelle froze, feeling her warm, gooey reward. Then another spurt. Then yet another. She began to move again but Slade had something else in mind.
He pulled his cock from her mouth, grabbed her right shoulder and inched her back onto her heels.
“Show me your cunt,” Slade growled. “Make yourself come again while my cum drips on you.”
Nelle started to have that out of body experience again but this time she called it off. Her left hand dropped between her legs. Her right hand reached for Slade’s pulsing shaft. She stroked Slade.
He was still coming!
Warm ropes launching sweet, sticky cum to her chest. Her pointer and middle fingers rubbed and twisted against her clit, sending her instantly over the edge once more. Nelle cried out as her body tightened and released.
Slade growled each time Nelle’s hand tugged at his cock, demanding more cum spill from him. All the while Virus remained on his back on the table in prayer, desperate for some painkillers and a chance to get some sleep. That’s how the outlaw life went.
Sometimes you were laid up after getting shot… and sometimes you were unloading a load of cum into the mouth and onto the chest of a beautiful woman.