Chapter 25
Seek
Ilaughed as Hush’s lips nibbled up and down the side of my neck while I tried to open my front door. We’d left the truck in the driveway because I had the garage set up with a training course for the dogs that I’d been planning to use later that day—before Lockout had come knocking on my door.
My hands shook as I tried to fit the key into the slot. Hush’s hands were on my hips, squeezing as he nipped at my skin. “I can’t concentrate when you do that,” I told him with an indignant huff.
“Good.”
Rolling my eyes, I forced my hand to comply so that the key slid smoothly into the lock. We moved into the house, letting the dogs streak past.
Hush used his boot to nudge the front door closed, then grabbed me. My breath whooshed out as I collided with his hard packed body. His lips were on mine before I could say anything, tongue teasing mine.
Moaning, I leaned more heavily against him as he sent my thoughts scattering. His hands roamed over my back until they reached my butt and he squeezed.
Hands helping to keep me steady, he started walking me backward toward my bedroom as we made out. I stumbled over a bone left on the floor, but Hush caught me before I landed on my ass. Swinging me up into his arms, he brought us to my room and dumped me on the bed.
Reaching behind him to tug off his shirt, he followed me down, laying that gorgeous body on top of mine.
He shifted so he could ruck up my shirt until it pooled up around my neck.
His lips and wicked tongue were charting a course south and my eyes fluttered shut.
I’d been having dreams about him eating me out.
The man was dangerous with that mouth of his.
He shoved the cups of my bra to the side, latching onto my nipple. My back arched as I cried out while he suckled strongly on my sensitive flesh. “Hush!” I yanked at his hair because the sensations crashing into me were borderline painful.
Releasing my poor nipple with a pop, he moved over to the other. This time he was a little more gentle, though not by much. His hand came up and tested the weight of my other breast, thumb flicking over the tip he’d just been tormenting.
Despite the rough treatment my nipples were sending jolts of pleasure straight down to my clit. My panties were already soaked. With each tug from his mouth my pussy fluttered and clenched.
I wrapped my legs around him, shoving my hips up as I tried to get some friction against my aching clit. His hand left my breast and shoved down on my hip.
“None of that,” he said, voice deep and husky. “I’m in charge of this show.”
I arched a brow at him. “Oh really?”
His grin was wicked and unrepentant. “That’s right. I’m goin’ to make you come so hard you see stars, but only when I’m ready.”
What he was saying sounded good, too good. So, I didn’t argue. I let him go back to torturing my nipples. His teeth would scrape over one, making me moan, then he’d switch to the other and give the same treatment.
He seemed to know just how sensitive and responsive my nipples were. He had me on the verge of coming just by playing with them. True to his word, he left my breasts when I started getting too close to orgasming. He moved lower, his breath washing over my belly as he unbuttoned my shorts.
I lifted my hips so he could pull them off me. He left my panties on and I groaned in frustration. “Please fuck me, Hush.”
His hum against my hip was filled with pleasure at my words, but it didn’t hurry him along at all. He was going to kill me with anticipation. His tongue traced the top of my panties and then down the side. Sharp teeth nipped my inner thigh and I yelped, though it hadn’t really hurt.
My body wasn’t sure what to feel, other than incredibly turned on. His fingers brushed over my pussy, still covered, and I lifted my hips, silently begging him to take them off.
He pinched the fabric until it was bunched together, then he tugged up. My panties slid through my soaked pussy and with every upward tug they brushed my clit.
My gasp was loud in the silent room. I tossed my head, rolling my hips so that I could get as much pressure as possible.
“You ready to come for me, Trouble?”
I was beyond words, a single sob sufficing as my answer. He’d worked me up past the point where I could bear it. My clit ached, pulsing in a painful rhythm.
Pulling my panties away from my flesh, he shoved them to the side and gave me what I wanted. His mouth circled my clit and he sucked, hard. My cry was equal parts relief and pleasure. Two of his fingers invaded my pussy while his tongue began flicking my clit.
I splintered. My mind fragmented as the climax roared through my body. All I could do was gasp and tremble my way through the overwhelming bliss.
“You’re so beautiful when you come on my face.”
Jesus. He was seriously going to kill me. His words had my pussy clamping down on his fingers. I was still floating on a tide of pleasure when I heard him tearing open the condom wrapper. My eyes were closed and as much as I wanted to open them to watch him prepare, I couldn’t.
His rough hands were at my hips again and everything spun. My eyes flew open and I caught myself with my hands as he flipped me over. He yanked back on my hips, forcing me from my belly onto my knees in front of him. “Do you want this soft and slow? If you do, you’d better tell me now.”
His words caused goosebumps to rise on my skin. “No,” I told him. I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he wanted to. To feel his body slapping against mine. It was dirty and so hot.
He thrust into me in one stroke and I couldn’t help the gasp that fell from my lips. Those huge hands anchored my hips as he started pounding away at my pussy.
Wet sounds filled the air, telling me just how much I’d enjoyed his mouth on my clit. As if the mind numbing orgasm wasn’t proof enough.
“Do you like it a when I fuck you a little rough, Baby?”
“Yes,” I moaned, rocking back into him. I liked it. I liked it when he spoke dirty to me. I liked it all.
My body was already starting to climb again, pussy convulsing around him as my orgasm approached. “Hush, please.” I didn’t know what I was begging for exactly, but he seemed to like it.
Growling low in his chest, his hands went to my shoulders so he could use the strength of his arms to help fuck me back onto him harder. Everything, even my blood was on fire and pure liquid pleasure filled every cell.
As though it was far away, I could hear my headboard slamming into the wall. The bed was creaking and I knew I was going to be sore later. I wanted it. Wanted the evidence that he’d been there between my thighs when he wasn’t around.
“Come all over my cock, Seek.” His hand snaked down and around and his thumb rubbed over my clit. As if on command, that sent me spiraling off into another orgasm.
My body tensed as I came and I heard him shout while lodging himself as deep inside me as he could go. I swear he hit my womb. I wished I could feel him filling me up with his cum. It was a little early for that, so I kept my mouth shut.
We both collapsed, me onto the bed, him onto me, as our bodies gave out from the extreme pleasure. I didn’t mind him laying on me. It was kind of like a weighted blanket, though he was heavy.
He shifted and got off the bed, going to the bathroom. Probably getting rid of the condom. My eyes were heavy and I started drifting off. He woke me as he got back into bed, pulling me close to his chest. Just a quick nap. I cuddled into his warmth and fell back asleep.