her hair and he pulled back from her mouth a little.
Vicious took control then, his hips pumping as he
worked his cock in and out of her willing mouth. He rarely
took the dominant role in this sex act. Always, he was
gentle and easy with her, never wanting to scare or hurt
her. She moaned happily, encouraging him to continue. She
loved this side of Vicious.
Her breasts ached and her nipples had drawn into hard
pebbles. He fucked her mouth at a slow, leisurely pace,
mimicking the way he often took her pussy. Her clit
throbbed and she became wetter and wetter as her tongue
glided over his cock.
“Enough,” he said, breathless and shaking. “I want to
come in you.”
She grinned up at him. “Yes, please!”
He laughed and gently pushed her onto her back. His
thumb swiped the saliva clinging to her lips and chin.
When he kissed her, his tongue stabbed deep in her mouth.
He nibbled her lower lip and then peppered soft kisses
down her throat and across her breasts. He played with
her nipples, pinching the pink peaks and laving them with
his tongue. His mouth moved lower then, dancing around
her navel before sliding even lower.
“Open your thighs for me.” He dropped to his knees at
the edge of the bed and hauled her even closer. She did as
instructed and shivered when his big hands gripped her
inner thighs. When he held her down like that, she knew
she was in for the tongue lashing of a lifetime.
She whimpered as Vicious flicked her clit with the tip
of his tongue. The sharp sensation made her squirm. He
held her in place and took long, slow swipes of her pussy.
His tongue invaded the petals of her sex and penetrated
her opening. He thrust inside her pussy until she thrashed
and slapped at the bedcover.
When his tongue returned to her clit, he resumed the
quick flicking that made her cry out. Just as she
approached her climax, he switched to a slower, fluttering
flick that made her insides melt. The first spark ignited her
core. Head thrown back, she rocked with the power of her
climax. “Vicious!
Ah
! Vicious!”
Two of his fingers penetrated her. He sucked her still-
sensitive clit between his lips and worked his tongue
across the swollen bud. She clawed at the bed and cried
out his name again and again. His thrusting fingers and
lapping tongue drove her over the edge into the abyss of
ecstasy.
“So pretty and pink,” he whispered, his lips hovering
above her clit. He placed a couple of noisy kisses on her
mound before climbing back up onto the bed. He grasped
her by the waist and flipped her over onto her belly.
Holding her hips, he pulled her into a kneeling position
and parted her thighs with his knee. “Hold on, Kitten. It’s
about to get rough.”
Excitement arced through her chest. She gripped the
bedcovers in both hands as his cock nudged her pussy. He
eased his way inside and tangled a hand in her loose hair.
Fully sheathed in her wet heat, he started to thrust. He took
his time at first, seeming to savor the slow mating, but his
pace built and his force increased until the whole bed
shook.
“Ah! Ah!
Vicious
!” She relished the wild coupling.
Vicious awakened the wanton side of her. She reached
back and gripped his thigh as he pounded into her, his
cock battering her pussy in the way she craved. The
intensity of their mating left her panting and shaking.
“Hallie,” he growled her name and lowered his chest
until it touched her back. “Hallie!”
She pushed back against him, meeting his fast, hard
thrusts. “Fuck me, Vicious. Harder.
More
!”
He snarled at her entreaty. She’d never used that word
with him. She’d never felt freer than in that moment. With
Vicious, she could say or do anything without censure.
This man loved her just as she was. Right there, in front of
their family and friends, he’d sworn his vows to her. He
loved
her.
“You want more? You want my cock? Say it, Kitten.
Tell me.”
“I want your cock. I want it hard,
master
.” It wasn’t just
a playful pet name now. No. In that moment, she felt
owned and totally mastered by this sky warrior.
“Love you,” he whispered. His hand snaked around to
her front and found her clit. He strummed the little pearl
until her thighs tensed and that coil of bliss became
impossibly tight in her lower belly. “Love you, Hallie.”
“Vicious!” She shouted his name as she came. Wave
after wave of delicious joy inundated her. She shattered
under his fingertips. “Vicious! Ah. Love—love you.”
He growled as he slammed deep and shuddered. His
blazing-hot seed seared her as he came harder and longer
than she’d ever seen him. When he finally relaxed, he
slumped forward on top of her, his familiar and welcome
weight pressing her down into the mattress. His arms
flexed as he supported himself behind her.
She nuzzled his biceps and kissed the tattooed skin.
“That was amazing.”
Vicious lowered his mouth to her cheek and kissed her.
“Kitten, you haven’t seen anything yet. We’re just getting
started.”
She giggled as he pulled out and flopped onto his back
next to her. When he opened his arms, she happily
snuggled close. His scent, the woodsy blend of his soap
and aftershave, was amplified by his body heat. She
inhaled deeply, imprinting his smell in her brain forever.
Vicious caressed her skin and played with her hair.
After they’d cooled down a bit, he slid down in bed until
they were eye to eye. They smiled at one another, their
gazes communicating more than words ever could. He
palmed her breasts and brushed his thumb over her nipple.
She sighed when his mouth drifted lower and his lips
encircled the soft peak. “Vicious…”
“Are you too tired?” His tongue traced her puckering
skin. “I’ll stop if you are.”
“I didn’t say that.” She trailed her fingertips up and
down his back. His hand spanned her lower belly as he
teased her breast. “I hope we become pregnant soon.”
He glanced up at her and planted a kiss along her jaw.
“It will happen when it’s the right time.”
She appreciated the way he didn’t add any pressure.
Some husbands might be stalking her ovulatory cycle but
not Vicious. He’d taken a very casual approach to this
baby-making business. It rather surprised her, considering
how in control he liked to be about other things.
She gasped as he pressed her onto her back and moved
between her thighs. His cock, hard and hot, slid between
her folds. He kissed her with such passion that her toes
curled against his calves. Grinning down at her, he added,
“I rather like all this practice we’re getting.”
She laughed. “You would.”
He thrust forward, his cock gliding deep and filling her.
“Do you blame me?”
“No.” Eyes wide, she asked in disbelief, “You want me
again?”
His lips teased hers. Love burned in his pale-blue eyes.
“Always.”
About Lolita Lopez
While browsing bookstore shelves as a teenager, Lo
discovered the erotic writings of Anaïs Nin and Anne
Roquelaure. Certain her mother would not approve, Lo
smuggled the books home and squirreled them away in the
most likely of places—under her bed. Late at night, she
delved into the sensual worlds both writers created.
As a co-ed studying biochemistry and genetics at Texas
A&M University, Lo dabbled in creating naughty tales to
entertain her friends. Study for a midterm or pen a
deliciously dirty story to delight her small band of fans?
Not surprisingly, Lo is now on an extended sabbatical
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Luckily, Lo stumbled onto the world of erotic romance
publishers. She realized there were other readers and
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