Oxygen Deprived (Kilgore Fire Book 3) (9 page)

Condoms.

Three different kinds.

Glow in the dark.

Flavored.

And ribbed.

“Which one?” She fumbled with the boxes.

“Who gives a fuck?” I
held out my hand for one.

She rolled over onto her belly as she reached further into the box, coming up with a smaller box in her hand.

When she went to push up onto her hands and knees, I pushed her shoulders down.

“Stay down,” I ordered, smacking her ass when she tried to rear up.

She complied, looking at me quickly as she ripped open the box.

Pulling a strip of squares out of the box, she tore one off and handed it back to me.

The rest of box’s contents were littering the area and making it look like a fuckin’ orgy was about to commence.

“Glow in the dark,” she gasped, pushing her butt back against me as I ripped into the condom’s wrapper, positioned it at the tip of my cock, and rolled the thing down my length.

Well…most of it, anyway.

There was still a good two inches left at the bottom of the condom.

“Did you buy the smallest size they had
?” I
asked her, reaching forward to grab her ass.

“No,” she denied. “And I didn’t buy them. They sent samples in exchange for an honest review.”

My hands squeezed the supple flesh of her ass, massaging and kneading it as I tried to gain some semblance of control.

“Make sure you tell them that they’re too small.” I mumbled, touching the very tip of my now fluorescent green and glowing cock to her entrance.

“Too small, got it,” she moaned, dropping her head and swaying her hips enticingly in my direction. “Normal sized people. Need bigger ones for your Incredible Hulk cock.”

I made a low noise in the back of my throat in answer to that.

“Can you take a picture?” She asked.

I licked my lips.

Now, had I been completely sober, I would never had done something so crazy.

But I wasn’t sober.

I was on my umpteenth beer, and who knows which glass of wine since we hadn’t been using glasses.

A thump against my leg had me looking down to see her phone had dropped onto my foot, meaning I did what any irresponsible adult would do.

I took a fucking picture.

Of my green, glowing Incredible Hulk lightsaber dick.

Then I dropped the phone and lined my cock up with her entrance, slowly easing myself inside.

Thank fuck I went slow, too.

My eyes rolled back in my head at the feeling of how goddamned tight she was.

“Holy fucking hell,” I squeezed out through a wheeze.

“Oh, my God!” She scrambled to her elbows. “I lied! I can’t take it!”

I stilled her hips when she went to pull away.

“The wine made me courageous!” She cried, wiggling and making what little amount of cock I had in her scream in pleasure. “My vagina changed its mind!”

“Stay
still
,” I said urgently. “Oh, fuck me you’re so tight.
Stay still!
”

She wiggled and pushed, pulled and wiggled…and I kind of lost it.

But she kind of did, too.

I tried to pull back from her to sit on my heels. But she followed me, pushing down and, impaling herself almost fully onto my cock before she realized what she’d done.

I did the rest, pulling her to me until her back rested against my chest.

She let out a yelp that echoed through the living room.

“I can practically feel it in my throat,” she moaned, her inner muscles working my cock as she adjusted to me.

“You have to stay still,” I pleaded through clenched teeth, my eyes squeezed shut. “Please.”

She growled and started circling her hips.

“It feels better now,” she told me. “I can take you. I wasn’t so sure I could.”

I growled.

“You’re fucking nuts,” I swallowed, lifting her up by her hips and pulling her back down.

She moved with me, even going as far as shifting her legs to a squatting position giving me almost full control.

I pushed her up and pulled her down, causing her head to fall back and her long hair to brush my groin.

“My vagina and face are getting hot,” she gasped. “I can’t tell if it’s because of the fireplace being right there, or because I’m so close to coming.”

I chuckled against her throat, circling my arm around her hips to keep moving her up and down when she started to slow.

The other arm went to her pussy, my hands sliding down to cup where we were joined.

“Maybe a little of both,” I told her, feeling how hot she felt.

I slowly started to move backwards on my knees, stopping when we hit the couch.

In an impressive show of strength considering my level of intoxication, I stood, holding her tight around her ribs, as well as continuing to cup her pussy.

My fingers split, going around the girth of my cock where it speared her entrance, resting along the soft, fleshy lips of her sex.

She whimpered at the sudden move, which took her feet completely from the ground.

She had no control whatsoever, then. I supported all of her weight, and she latched onto my forearms with her hands as the walls of her pussy gripped my dick. Her pussy was clenching around me so furiously, that I wasn’t sure if I would ever get blood flow back in my dick.

“My feet aren’t touching!” She gasped wildly. “Oh, holy shit.”

I chuckled darkly, falling back onto the couch, which was as far as I was willing to go.

I didn’t want to hurt her, which I might inadvertently do if I wasn’t careful.

This being our first time, I sure as hell didn’t want to mess up something that I knew I’d want to be inside of as much as I possibly could.

There was no way that I’d ever get enough of her pretty pussy.

Not when it felt this good.

“
Yesssss,
” she hissed, her knees pressing into the couch cushions as she leaned forward, bracing her hands on my knees as she started to bounce up and down.

I leaned back, my hands gripping the back of the couch while she started to go to town, using my cock and me as she worked herself into a frenzy all on her own.

I looked down, watching as the fireplace gave me just enough light to see that she was taking about three quarters of me inside of her with each downward thrust. Not to mention my dick still glowed.

I resisted the urge to grab her hips and slam her down all the way, worried that she was taking only what was comfortable for her.

But I must’ve thrust up a little more than I’d intended because she moaned, then started to slam herself down completely, her bottom resting against my legs before she moved back up my length.

I closed my eyes, pure bliss bubbling hotly through my veins as I started to count in my head.

I’d gotten up to three hundred before her pussy started to ripple.

I was at three fifty when she cried out her release, calling my name loudly as she did.

“Drew!”
She screamed. “God,
yes!”

I grabbed her hips then, unable to help myself as I pulled her down and thrust up simultaneously.

My growl filled the air as I came, long hard jets of semen leaving the end of my cock like a rifle shot.

My soul was nearly ripped out of my cock when her pussy clenched one last time, pulling the last dregs of my release with it.

“Jesus,” she whispered, leaning back against me.

I absentmindedly ran my hands in a slow pattern, up and down, until our breathing returned to normal.

What didn’t return to normal, though, was my cock.

“You’re still hard,” she whispered. “I thought older guys were supposed to have a problem getting it up.”

I leaned forward and bit the back of her shoulder.

“I’ll show you old,” I said, pulling her off my cock, pulling off the too small condom, and tossing it onto the floor before I reached for the strip of condoms on the floor with my foot.

“This time you put it on,” I ordered, pushing her forward.

She leaned forward, giving me a perfect view of her glistening, pink pussy, and I couldn’t resist the urge to insert my finger where my cock had just been.

She was still tight, even after I’d taken her as hard as I did.

She gasped at the move, stilling as I worked my finger in and out, noticing how easily I slipped into her channel.

“You are so wet for me,” I grated. “You want my cock back?”

She grunted in answer, drawing a smile from my lips.

“That a yes, baby?” I asked her.

Her pussy clenched on my finger.

I pulled it out, then immediately replaced it with two.

Her body fell back to the ground, her hands the only thing supporting her as I used my two fingers to fuck her.

Then two became three as I started to rub the head of my cock against her clit.

We were rocking in a nice little dance when she tossed the strip of condoms backwards over her shoulder, then went back to her hands.

“Please,” she whimpered.

I took the condoms and ripped one off with my teeth and tore it open.

I withdrew my fingers from her to roll the condom on, this one red and even tighter than the one before.

I pulled her up off the floor, her hair falling back in a wavy sheet down her back as she let me move her where I wanted her.

My cock got pinned in between her body and mine as I stood once again, this time walking to the arm of the couch and turning her around to face me.

I nudged her belly with my hand until she sat, then gently pushed her back with the flat of my palm to the middle of her chest.

I took advantage of my hand’s placement on her chest and swiped her nipple with the pad of my thumb as she fell backwards.

Her body bowed beautifully over the arm of the couch, putting her pussy in the perfect position for my cock.

I thrust into her in one fluid movement.

I stilled, enjoying the feeling of her speared on my cock, encasing me in her heat.

She once again took all of me, a feat not many women had been able to do.

I’d had maybe ten partners throughout my life, having mostly had long term relationships when I found someone I wanted.

And out of the ten, only two had been able to take all of me, but never the way Aspen did.

It wasn’t like Aspen was well used or anything. It was like her body was made to take my cock.

She just fit me so perfectly, her walls wrapping me up snugly and sucking my entire length in. It was like two puzzle pieces snapping together.

I pulled my hand away from her chest and latched onto both of her hips, pulling nearly all the way out before I thrust back inside.

Her breasts bounced with the suddenness of the movement, her eyes slowly closing as she lost herself in the way I was making her feel.

Her sheath tightened around me as I steadily pumped into her, not stopping until long minutes later when she finally came apart around me.

Her hot pussy rippled, slowly sucking at my cock.

I looked down and watched my cock disappear inside of her, my gut clenching when I saw how full she looked.

With two more hard thrusts, my balls drew up, and I grunted in release as I followed her.

When the last drop left me, I slowly pulled out, only then noticing that the condom was no longer where it was supposed to be, which was on my cock.

I bit my lip as I pulled the condom from inside her with one finger, making her eyes go wide when she felt it leave her.

“You’re shitting me right now, aren’t you?” She gasped, doing some weird flip over her shoulder as she came to stand at my side, staring down in horror at the condom still in my hands.

Then she looked down at her thighs where my release was dripping down her left leg.

“I’m clean!” She blurted. “I had myself checked after Danny…you know.”

I pulled her in by her hip, slamming my mouth down onto hers for a quick, hard kiss.

“I’m clean, too,” I told her. “Had to get checked to join the SWAT team. Haven’t had anybody since I left my ex a year ago.”

“What about that chick I saw you with…the one that was there the night you helped me with my TV?” She asked hesitantly.

I shook my head. “Never went further than that kiss. Dinner and a kiss goodnight.”

She pursed her lips, then her eyes caught on my side where a red, angry indention was raised up on my side.

“I think my ankle bracelet is dangerous,” she whispered, running her fingers along the lines.

I chuckled then let her go, bending down to pick up the other used condom before tossing them into the fire.

“That’s probably not the way you’re supposed to dispose of those,” she mentioned teasingly.

I shrugged.

“Make sure you write a review about that,” I ordered her.

“About your performance, or the condom’s performance?” She clarified with a little smirk.

“Both, honey. Let me know if you’d like to try anything else out.”

She bent over the box and started pulling out sex toy after sex toy.

“Oh, I’ve got lots more to try out. How much time do you have?”

Bitches be sippin’.

-Coffee Cup

Aspen

“I can’t believe you had sex with him,” Naomi stuttered. “Don’t you have any shame?”

I turned my glare on her. “And if PD asked you right now if you would ride his kinky cock, you wouldn’t?”

Naomi had the decency to blush.

“I told you that in confidence,” her blush intensifying.

“And what I can’t believe is that you’ve gone so far as to enroll in school for a job that makes you want to throw up just so you could see the kinky son of a bitch,” I countered. “But, here I am, supporting you the whole way. And I don’t say a word unless you ask me to analyze something.”

Naomi giggled then, turning her face into the cushions to hide her embarrassment.

“Last shift was terrible, too,” she admitted. “It was my first shift back since the concussion, and PD watched me the whole time. He was terrified that I would get run over or something, I guess, because he never took his eyes off me.”

“Or, maybe, he finally noticed you,” I hoped, my eyes going to the road as I watched yet another truck pull into Drew’s driveway.