Wreckless (6 page)

God, she loved that smell
. It may have been irrational but she loved to brand him with her scent, to know that for a few hours, in this time and space, he was hers.

His hands trailed down her back, gliding hot against her skin to her butt. Curving his big hands around her ass, he squeezed her flesh before coming up again. When he encountered her bra, he yanked it off, and cupped both breasts in his hands.

He sighed with satisfaction. “Glorious.” He caressed them and grazed his thumbs across the aroused peaks. Just when she thought she’d go out of her mind, he raised his head and took one nub in his mouth.

“Oh yes,” she gasped, eyes shut to absorb the sensation. With his other hand, he continued to work on her breast. Her pussy moistened again, hot liquid rushing out of her. She needed to fuck him, right now, or she’d die.

“Enzo, I need you. Please...” She looked down at him, at his mouth on her nipple, at the harsh beauty of the man beneath her.

He paused.

“Please what?” The question was a hot breath against her flesh, turning her on harder.

“Please, let me fuck you.”

He rested his head against the pillows, his gaze on hers as he continued to lick her nipple. A hard smile crossed his face.

“So you want this? And yet you were going to leave without coming to get it. Why should I let you have it now?”

“I...I wasn't thinking straight.” As usual, Cara had succeeded in arousing her guilt, reminded her of the lives she'd ruined. So much so, she'd almost denied herself
this
. “I'm sorry.”

“And are you going to fix it? Are you going to use that tight little cunt to fuck me better?”

“Yes. God, yes.” Her need was almost out of control. Lexi shook with the thought of having him inside her.

“Guess what, baby,” he crooned, “I'm going to let you.”

He yanked off his T-shirt over his head and threw it on the floor.

Like a child given permission to play with a new toy, she fell on his exposed torso, licking and sucking flat male nipples into hardened nubs, before heading due south of his golden flesh to the waistband of his jeans. She nipped the glorious skin below his navel, popped the button, and lowered his zipper, enjoying his feral growl when she raked urgent hands down his body. He buried his hands in her hair as she tugged his trousers down, taking his boxers with it. A soft sigh escaped her as his enormous, thickly veined cock strained toward her, its tip already wet with sweet nectar.

In happier times, before tragedy had ripped their lives apart, she’d composed adoring odes to his delectable shag-shaft. Now, all she wanted was to take it in her mouth and feel its velvety length all the way to the back of her throat.

Running her hands up his inner thighs, she cupped his balls in one hand, felt the soft silky flesh tighten in immediate response, while her other hand gripped his cock and closed her lips round it. She moaned. He groaned. Her pussy clenched in greedy anticipation as she sucked him deeper. When her tongue flicked in urgent licks across his head, his hands tightened in her hair.

“You don’t want to do that, baby. I'm extremely close to the edge right now and I want this to be a helluva lot more than a five-minute ride,” he warned tersely.

Five minutes, hell five seconds would suit her just fine, she wagered. But when his hands gripped firmly in her hair, she knew she’d have to wait a little longer to taste his essence in her mouth. Reluctantly, she curled her tongue round him a last time, then turned her attention to licking his balls while he ripped open a condom.

He’d barely glided it on before she’d repositioned herself on top of him. With a deep sigh, she sank down. Hot fire shot through her as her flesh stretched almost painfully to accommodate him.

Holding her still, he pushed just a little deeper.

She winced and cried out. He stopped immediately.

“Fuck! I don't know why I always forget just how fucking tight you are,” he growled through gritted teeth. “I'm sorry, baby.”

She shook her head. “Don't be. I love how you stretch me.”

Relief poured over his face. “Yeah?” Tentatively, he pulled out and slid back in.

“Oh God, yes. Your cock feels so good inside me,” she gasped. A little more accustomed to him, she rocked back and forth, relearning the feel of him, the very many ways he could make this experience even more mind-blowing.

Before she'd taken a few breaths, Enzo had established a spine-tingling rhythm, one guaranteed to drive her right out of her mind.

Unwilling to let go just yet, Lexi’s hands slid up his chest, greedy to feel all of him.

His hands flexed on her ass, pressing her down further on top of him, until they were pussy to crotch. “But I bet not as good as you feel around me,” he growled, encouraging her rocking motion.

She leaned forward to run her tongue over his mouth, and sank back down. Up and down she rode, heady with the pressure that rose in her pelvis.

The rhythm increased, their mingled breaths turning harsh as they locked themselves into a frenzied dance. Just when she thought she’d hit her pinnacle, Enzo paused, rearranged her so her feet were planted on either side of his waist and her hands gripped his thighs behind her. With his hands on her ass, he raised her up and brought her down hard on top of him.

“Enzo!”
The sensation of being ripped apart causing explosions in her brain.

“Feel good?”

She was beyond words, but she rose up and repeated the action. Again. And again. Locked into an even more mind-blowing rhythm, she rode him hard, head thrown back, hoarse cries accompanying every thrust. Beneath her, Enzo’s throaty groans mirrored hers as they neared orgasm.

“Come on, baby,” he urged, a tense note in his voice. “Come on, give me that sweet ambrosia again. Squeeze me; that’s it, again! Jesus, you look so fucking hot like that. Fuck, yeah! Take it baby, take it all.” One finger found her clit, teased the wet nub, sent her higher and higher.

The storm beckoned, rushed toward her with lightning speed. Sensation raced over her, drowned her in heat and bliss that made her whole body shudder.

“Oh my God, Enzo, I’m coming!”

“Fuck, I hope so, ’cuz so am I!” came his hoarse warning. A second later, she splintered, jerking wildly with the force of her climax. Beneath her, he pumped once, twice, then he stilled. “I'm gonna come so hard for you, baby. So. Damned. Hard.”

The cords in his neck tightened, his jaw clenching as his fingers dug painfully into her ass.

He gave a hoarse shout as he lost it, urged on by her contracting inner muscles. His finger stayed pressed against her clit, forcing a longer release as she continued to shudder on top of him, her cries of pleasure once again echoing off the walls.

After several minutes, she calmed. With a tug from him, she collapsed onto his chest, boneless, sated.

He ran callused hands up and down her back and over her flanks until their harsh breaths eased, before shifting her onto the bed. Then he rose and headed for the adjoining bathroom.

Lexi watched Enzo go, unable to resist the sight of his mouth-watering body. He had the V-shaped, deep-chested torso of a gladiator, a firm ass, powerful thighs and hard muscled legs to match the rest of his toned body.

The large tattoo of an eagle soaring between his shoulder blades just added to his overall, mouthwatering appeal. His shoulder-length black hair had been one of the things that had turned her on first time she’d met him. When she told him so, he’d cocked a smile, and said, “Yeah, I get that a lot.”

Memories of that first time and the heady days that had followed threatened to crash in, but she pushed them away. This wasn’t the time or the place. The running water shut off and a second later, Enzo re-entered the room. His powerful presence filled the space, and the eyes that immediately zeroed in on her caused her skin to prickle with renewed awareness.

He approached the bed, his semi-hard cock swinging against his thigh. Fresh need clawed through her.

God, how was that even possible? She’d come twice in the last twenty minutes, yet she ached for his cock again.

Her scrutiny was having an effect on him as well, and she watched, fascinated, as his erection grew, slowly rising from its nest of black curls until it strained, thick and heavy, toward her. Moaning, she rose from the bed, and crawled on her knees to him. He stopped at the side of the bed and looked down at her. Slowly, he leaned forward and took her mouth in a long, hot kiss. After several minutes, he let her up for air and leaned his forehead against hers.

“I'm dying to fuck you again, but I don't want to make you sore.”

“I can think of other ways to while away the time...” She slowly circled her tongue over his lips, then leaned back and glanced down meaningfully.

He straightened and sank his hands into her hair, nostrils flaring as he inhaled sharply and nodded.

“Do you want it fast or slow?”

He gave an agonized groan. “I'll take it anyway you give it to me, baby,” he rasped.

“Hmm...okay.”

Gripping him in one hand, she flicked her tongue over his velvet-smooth cock, enjoying the salty, musky taste of him. Licking her way down his rigid length, she followed the thick vein back up again, before swirling her tongue over his silken head. He opened his legs wider and thrust his hips forward. She took him deeper into her mouth, sliding down on him until he hit the back of her throat.

His breath hissed through his teeth. “Fuck, that feels so good. Jesus.”

A quick glance up showed his head thrown back, eyes closed, and his mouth open on oxygen-sucking gasps. She curved her tongue around him and increased the pressure of her mouth as she stroked him up and down. One hand left her hair and came around to palm a breast. He squeezed and tweaked her nipple. She jerked, involuntary spasms gripping her. The pressure on her nipples increased.

“You like that, baby?” he croaked.

“Hmm,” she moaned.

“How about this?” He slid his other hand down her back until he reached the crack in her ass. Gliding down further through her wetness, he inserted two fingers deep inside her wet pussy.

“Ahh,” she moaned again, releasing him with an eager gasp, “Yes,” before going back to her delicious task. She turned to give him better access, wriggling her butt against his hand, eager for him to finger-fuck her. He obliged, pumping his fingers in and out of where an unnerving hunger still burned red-hot. She continued blowing him, her mouth, hand, and tongue working frenziedly on him. A fine tremor seized his thighs when her tongue trailed down, licked his balls, and sucked them in to the moist heat of her mouth one at a time.

His fingers increased their pumping then, just as another orgasm encroached, eased out of her molten core and snuck, wet, toward her smaller opening, teasing the tight nerve-filled skin.

She froze. He’d never done that before. And she hadn’t been brave enough to experiment before. His finger teased again.

Slightly weird sensation at first, but hell, it felt bloody good. He continued the caress, building her anticipation of the unexpected. Then he eased one finger inside the taut cavity . Sensation like she’d never known screamed through her. Lexi looked up at him, gasping, and found him watching her, his eyes blazing fiercely down at her.

“How does that feel?” he asked.

“Bloody fantastic,” she muttered against his cock and planted another kiss on his rigid length. “Are you going to fuck me there?” The brave half of her hoped he would, the other half not so sure.

A cocky smile passed his lips. “Would you like me to?”

“Maybe, I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you get used to my finger first, hmm? And then, if you’re a good girl, we’ll try something a bit more adventurous, deal?” he whispered. His finger probed again.

Slowly, she nodded. “Okay.”

“Now, get back to work,” he instructed, his cock nudging insistently against her cheek.

Eagerly she resumed her task, almost jerking off the bed when he slipped a second finger inside her pussy, double-holing her. Jesus, but it felt good.

“Fuck, the way you push your sweet ass against me... God, I'm dying to fuck you again.”

“What are you waiting for?”

He paused, a concerned look on his face. “Are you sure?”

She nodded eagerly, unable to speak as his fingers drove her intuitively to the edge, waited until she was about to explode, and then withdrew and eased himself from her mouth. With a swift kiss, he pushed her back onto the bed.

Grabbing another condom, he slipped it on. “My turn on top, I think.” He positioned his cock just inside of her, but held himself back, his eyes darkened until they were almost black with hunger and raw need.

“Now, Enzo,” she moaned, clamped her legs around him and tried to force him deeper. He secured her arms above her head with one hand and cupped one plump breast in the other. Then he froze.

Anxious, she looked up and found his gaze focused on her scar. She tried to free her arm, but he held fast, his eyes raking the jagged line.

The next moment, he lowered his head, veiling his eyes as he licked around a tight aureola before sucking it into his hot mouth. He rocked his hips, teasing her, and all thought fled from her mind. Her thighs trembled with the power she exerted to force him inside her.

Finally, after gorging himself on her breasts, he thrust deep and buried himself to the hilt inside her.

Her greedy pussy welcomed him, eager muscles fastening around him to hold him to her.

“I love the way you squeeze me so tight,” he breathed against her breast, his eyes fixed on hers once more, nothing but hot fierce desire reflected in their depths. “Those exquisite muscle contractions are a pure work of art.”

She squeezed him tighter, expert inner muscles dancing along his length, eliciting a deep grunt and a helpless shudder from him.

“Christ, you can make me come just by doing that.”

Lexi saw his pupils dilate with pleasure, and her own escalated. Unfortunately, it flooded her with liquid heat and caused her to lose a little grip on him. He took advantage, slid out, and rammed deep again. Her eyes fluttered shut as delirium took over.