Off Her Game (8 page)

Darren palmed both of her breasts as he kissed along her abdomen, and continued lower, until he reached the apex of her thighs. His hands slid down her body.

Cool air hit her overheated pussy as he hooked his thumbs in her underwear and slowly slipped them away. The way it peeled from her body made her moan, shivering over the wisp of the fabric against her thighs.

She glanced down as he ran his hands over her legs toward her hips. Spreading her lower lips open, Darren pressed his index finger into her entrance and immediately both of them groaned. He shook his head. “Oh, man, Val. You're so tight. You're squeezing my finger, baby.”

She squirmed, more so when thumb he stroked across her clit. It was a simple brush of his thumb, but she'd been hypersensitive to his touch since he kissed her at the desk.

“I love the way you look all flushed and hot,” Darren said, his voice adding to her pleasure.

“Oh, Darren. Please. More.”

A second finger joined the first. “Like this?”

“Oh, God, yes,” she cried. He was filling her, his fingers pumping back and forth, but it wasn't enough. She wanted more. She wanted his cock, buried deep inside her. She wanted to feel the full length of him stroking her insides until she couldn’t think anymore.

His thumb began to stroke rhythmically over her clit, and then she nearly shot off the bed when his tongue flicked over it. His free hand pressed down on her hips, holding her in place as he took her clit into his mouth and sucked hard. Her whole body began to tense and tingle. He swiped his tongue over her pussy again, until the dam inside broke. She screamed out his name as heat seared her vision white, then blackness threatened to take her. Her fingers clenched on his hair, but she couldn't help herself. He was relentless, continuing to lick and suck her until she collapsed back on the bed, releasing his hair. He moved off, took his sweatpants off, and came back to her.

“Fuck, you're so... wow… when you come.” He kissed her, the taste of her still lingering on his mouth. The tip of his erection nudged at her folds.

“Oh, man.” She could barely manage to speak. Climaxing that hard was new for her, even better than anything she'd been able to do for herself. There was something to be said for a talented man's tongue.

He sucked on her earlobe and his low voice whispered. “I want you even more after watching that.”

Her heart crashed inside her chest as she reached between them and stroked his cock in slow, methodical strokes. “Tell me you've got protection.”

He groaned, closing his eyes as he began to thrust into her hand. She chuckled. Her desire hadn't died with the orgasm he'd given her. Quite the opposite. She needed him too. Stroking him, watching his desire for her ratchet up, it made her feel powerful, feminine. In control.

This woman was going to kill him. He glanced down at Valerie, her dark eyes so intently on him. His body flushed under her gaze. As she smoothed her hand over his flesh, he groaned, a wave of pleasure wafting over him.

Her chuckle brought him out of his reverie. “You think this is funny?” he asked her, thrusting into her hand as she stroked.

“Not at all.” She giggled. “I'm still waiting for you to get a condom, Mr. Man.”

He lifted away from her, and leaned over to the nightstand. His erection bobbed, almost painfully as he plucked a foil package from the drawer. He ripped it open with his teeth, grimacing at the latex taste.

With a sultry glance up to him, she took the open package from him, and pulled out the condom. When she rolled it on him in two seconds, an extended groan escaped his lips.

“Where the hell did you learn to do that?”

She smirked and wrapped her arms around his neck, fitting against his hard body and trapping his strained, now-covered erection between them. “Condom class. We taught the girls how to do it with fake penis molds.”

He ran his hands over her smooth skin. Whatever she used on her skin, he would buy her a lifetime supply if she just continued using it. “That shouldn't be hot, but it is.”

She placed her hands against his chest, his muscles twitching beneath her touch.

“I'm going to take advantage of you now,” he told her.

“Yes, yes, you should.” She nodded solemnly and then yelped when he took her to the mattress.

“You think everything is funny. I'm beginning to have a complex,” he said right before he started nipping at her neck again. “A more insecure man would be worried.”

“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes, gasped as he bit into the crook of her neck. Shivers of arousal shot through her body. He could see it as it ransacked her. She placed her hand on the back of his head and pulled him closer. “Mmm... Do that again.”

He chuckled. “I had something better in mind.” The ease of their play was hot, turning up his desire for her. But when he ran a finger along her wet slit, she gasped and arched against him.

“Darren...” The need in her voice stroked his arousal.

If he didn't get to fuck her soon, he was going to end up mentally insane with aching balls. Her pussy was so wet, waiting for his cock to fill her. He positioned himself between her legs, pushing apart her knees to look at her better. “Darren, now, please!”

He leaned over her, and grabbed his cock, angling and pressing into her body. “Oh, god. You're so tight. Fuck that feels good.”

“More,” she said in a whisper, trying to grab for him. He took her wrists and pinned her to the mattress. He couldn’t handle her touching him right then.

He teased her for a few minutes, pressing in a little with the head. She cursed at him, and he had to keep from thrusting all the way into her. He couldn't stand much more. He drove into her, until his heavy balls slapped against her and stilled. Her pussy squeezed him, almost intolerably. He wasn’t going to last long.

Her eyes fluttered closed, her head tilted back in the silence. He palmed one breast, leaning on his other hand. Then he pinched the nipple, rolling it between his index and thumb. She moaned, and her pussy clenched tighter. He bit his lip, his cock jerking inside her. Bad idea. He was about lose himself like he did when he was twelve and new at sex.

He started out slow, keeping an easy rhythm. He wanted to draw their time together out. Val was not cooperating, however. She wrapped her legs around him and forced him deeper with each thrust of his hips. He wanted her with him and he wasn’t going to last much longer. Balancing on one hand, he rubbed his thumb over her clit in circles. Instantly, her pussy clenched tighter. Fuck, she was going to lose it and take him with her.

“I want you to come again. Do it with me.” He growled and stroked her clit, pistoning in and out of her body. Her moans grew steadily louder, her body tensing and getting ready to explode. Heat filled him, his outer skin cold from the air in the room and the sweat on his skin. Still he was overheated.

Just as she began to bear down on him, as her orgasm began to take shape, he leaned over her and changed his rhythm, fucking her hard and fast. His balls slapped against her as he drove his cock in and out of her body. He clenched his teeth, trying to hold off until she’d finished. With one final scream, Val’s body convulsed in orgasm.

White hot heat hit him like Amtrak, speeding through his body like nothing he'd ever experienced. Her pussy clamped down on his cock as he spent himself.

He thrust a couple more times, her hot center milking his come out of him, and collapsed with her into a heap of sweaty, tangled bodies. They laid there for several minutes before sense came back to Darren. He pulled out of her carefully, holding on to the condom and padded to the bathroom.

***

Valerie was still in a coital-induced daze when Darren finally came out of the bathroom. Sprawled out across the bed, she sighed contentedly. Sex with Darren had been everything she’d thought it would be. Amazing.

Darren crawled over her body, kissing her like little butterfly wings brushed her skin. Gathering her into his arms, he pulled her close to his body, her back against his chest. His chest hair tickled her spine, forcing shivers down her back.

“I'm glad you came back.”

“Me too.” Her lips turned upward, just a hair. It was a half-hearted attempt. Her entire body was like jelly.

He brushed her hair out of the way, and kissed the grooves of her neck. “You're here now.”

As if to punctuate his point, he palmed her breast. Against her ass, nestled in the crack, his cock stiffened. Good lord, the man was randier than a cat in heat. He pulled back and thrust forward. His erection slipped between her legs, creating delicious friction against the folds of her skin.

His fingers danced down her body to her hips, caressing her hip gently. His mouth found that spot on her neck that drove her crazy and he exploited it fully.

“Oh, Darren, that feels so good.” His hand smoothed over her abdomen and one finger parted her slick folds. She gasped as he flicked her clit, moaned as he rubbed circles over it. “Oh, my God.”

He chuckled, turned her so she faced him. “God, you're beautiful, Val. You make me so hard. And that ass...”

He ran a big palm over her cheek.

“It's so fuckable. Absolutely fuckable.”

She giggled. “Is that even a word?”

“It should be,” he said seriously. “How about fuckalicious? Fucktabulous.”

She laughed and pushed him into the bed, climbing over him so she straddled him, facing his cock. “Okay, Mister, I let you have the reins last time. This is my turn.” She stroked him agonizingly slow. He moaned, thrusting up with his body. His response empowered her, made her feel so incredibly beautiful and strong.

“
Chica
, don't tease me,” he begged. “Fuck me. Ride me. Do whatever you want to me.”

“Oh, I'm going to fuck you,” she promised him, “but we're going to play a little first.”

“I don't think I can last through play.”

“I’ll help you.”

He groaned.

She ran her hands over his body, taking in every crevice, every chiseled muscle. His chest hair tickled her palms as she followed the happy trail down to where his cock stood at attention. She gave it a smooth tug, listening to him moan, and then took him into her mouth. She pulled her knees up under her as she hollowed out her cheeks and sucked his head in her mouth.

“Oh, my God, Val, baby.” He groaned. “That is fucking amazing. More.”

She pressed downward until his cock hit the back of her throat then retreated. She repeated that several times, slowly, taking more with every swallow. He began thrusting his hips up, trying to meet her. She looked over at his face where he lay, and hummed around his cock. He watched her with a dangerous. Satisfied that she was driving him to the edge, she added in her hand, using it to stroke the base where her mouth didn't reach.

She gasped as his fingers found her wet center, thrusting in as she came down on his cock.. His thumb rubbed her clit gently, almost absently as she sucked, like he was petting her.

He lifted her back end up and positioned her so she straddled his face and nearly shot off the bed when his tongue swiped her slit.

His tongue did wicked things to her pussy while she watched his cock get larger and harder under her ministrations. At the same time, Darren worked her thoroughly. His tongue thrust into her pussy, sucking on her clit, humming against her skin until she was crazy with pleasure and couldn’t discern what she felt from reality anymore.

Finally, he pulled her off and up to him for a kiss. She stretched out over him, his steel-hard cock against her stomach as he captured her mouth.

Val pushed up on her hands, the curve of her spine pressing her pelvis into his. Slowly, she slid her body over his, enjoying the feel of his super-heated erection on her skin.

Darren groaned.

Val reveled in the power she felt. She felt drunk on him, intoxicated by the rush of heat filling her body when she pushed Darren to the edge. And she was going to go home. How criminal it would have been to miss out on this?

Val's mind soared in a haze of exultation. Everything was too big to fit in her skin, the tightness only serving to encourage her arousal. Darren's large hands roamed over her sensitive body.

“I swear, you got better at this than an hour ago.” He ground out as she kissed, sucked, and licked her way around his body. His taste made her tongue tingle with want and desire.

“Glad you like it.” She smiled coyly.

“Like is not a strong enough word for how I feel about this. You should stop touching me, and start fucking me, or this is going to be over very fast.”

She enjoyed the strain she heard in his voice. The idea that he was that near to the edge filled her with a feminine power she'd never felt before. She hauled herself up his body, so she could reach the nightstand drawer, and plucked a condom from inside it.

“Well, aren't you just making yourself at home, Miss Chase?” He chuckled, his chest vibrating with the low rumbly sound.

Val giggled and tore open the package and poised the condom over his cock. “Someone’s gotta get the job done.”

“Hey, I want to play too,” he said.

“Want you.” It was so fucking hot, too hot. Her skin was on fire. “Now.”

“God, you're going to kill me.” He groaned as her fingers rolled the condom all the way to the base, milking a groan from him.

She straddled him, and lowered herself, her heat enveloping his cock. Both of them emitted groans. She stilled over him as their hips touched, signaling that he was completely buried into her slick, wet pussy.

Val arched her back, pressing him deeper into her center. She rose up, and dropped, his cock disappearing inside her over and over. She balanced herself by placing her hands on his shoulders, her breasts hanging above him.

Valerie stuttered out another cry, her mouth opening. Her body locked down on his, trying hard to milk his climax from his cock. Sweat glistened on his skin, creating this gorgeous glow across his body in the dim lighting of the room. Her orgasm overtook her, beautiful heat enveloping her. Darren howled with her as her clenched pussy surrounded him as he came.