RICHARD (A BAD BOY ROMANCE)

by Wild, Nikki

  “Fuck!” she whined, her cheeks flushing with color. I watched her tight little body, her muscles shuddering as she felt the awakening of her own climax beginning to stir. I smiled wickedly, reaching up to tease ever-so-gently at her pert little nipples, leaning forward to take the opposite one into my mouth. “Oh God, Dick!”

  I let out a soft growl as my tongue softly encircled her erect little nip, slowly sucking on it before flicking it with the very tip of my tongue. I could feel her body against mine, her legs shaking as she struggled to keep rhythm, her mind filled with the pleasures brought on by the feeling of her fingers against her clit.

  “That’s it,” I cooed, my lips brushing slowly up from her chest and up along her collarbone. I ran my tongue ever so slightly along the line of her neck, tasting the sweetness of her as she let out a whimpering scream of pleasure. “That’s my good girl.”

  Jessica whined out loudly, throwing her head back, her pace becoming more and more erratic. I did my best to breathe. We were both close, and it took everything I had not to let myself feel that sweet release I’d been longing for.

  “Dick!” she whimpered, leaning back, her body covered in a glossy sheen of sweat, her body working and gyrating on top of my fat, thick cock. “Oh, fuck! Baby! I’m so close!”

  I couldn’t speak, my brain struck dumb as I felt the impending wave looking over my head, threatening to overtake me at any moment. I closed my eyes, hoping to God I could hold out until I heard her beginning to climax. I felt her pussy squeeze around my cock ever so slightly, a spasm that told me that only a few more moments and I’d feel my stepsister shudder in the throes of her own orgasm.

  “Cum for me,” I growled softly, taking every effort not to relent as I felt the torrential flood of my own climax battering at the doors of my mind. I needed to feel her surrender to me before I could reward her with what she wanted—a hot, thick load of my cum.

  It was almost as though I had flipped a switch inside of her, her back arching and her head going back as she cried out. I could feel her relax, feel the tremble of her body letting go as the wave of pleasure and ecstasy drowned her. Her hips bucked out of control, her muscles tightening in no discernable pattern, only to be relaxed once again.

  I couldn’t hold back anymore.

  I let out a loud groan, pumping my hips up against hers hard, the tightness in my balls reaching its peak before the pressure lifted all at once. My cock exploded in a wave of pleasure, electricity crackling through me as I felt the first gush of my cum shooting out from the tip of my cock. I gripped the sheets, digging my nails into them as my own hips began to buck against hers. With every pulse of my cock another hot rope of cum shot deep inside of her body, coating the walls of her pussy with my seed.

  I relaxed back against the headboard as Jessica leaned herself forward, resting her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms right around her, my eyes closed as we both relaxed, basking in the warm glow of our shared orgasm. I breathed deep, taking in the wonderful perfume of her hair as I began to slowly drift farther from consciousness.

  “I love you, Dick,” she whispered against my chest.

  “I love you too, Jessica.”

  And soon, everyone would know. I’d shout it from the rooftops, if need be. I no longer cared about the stigma, about what other people might say. Jessica was the only person I needed to understand me. She was the only person I needed in all the world.

  Now that was something worth shouting about.

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  Gunner

  Ever since I was a kid, I wanted to be a hero. I wanted to save people. To stop bad things from ever happening to them.

  But somewhere along the way, I became a bad thing that happened to Tanya, my stepsister. I ruined her life the night I walked away, leaving her all alone with my prick of a father.

  I thought my chances at redemption were long gone. But then I pulled her out of a burning building and discovered the kid I’d left behind had turned into a gorgeous, damaged, impossible woman—one who needed more help than she even knew.

  I’m going to save her. I won’t leave her side again.

  Tanya

  I’ve spent years running from my past. From the memories of my abusive stepfather. From any and all thought of Gunner, the stepbrother who’d left me high and dry.

  So when he pulled me out of an apartment fire and saved my life, it was a trip down a dark and painful Memory Lane that I’d never ordered.

  Gunner is hot. And the same cocky jerk he was when we were kids. But now he’s a fireman, too, and I’ve got bigger problems than the friction between us. Problems that only he can solve.

  I’ll let him save me. But I won’t let him into my heart.

  ---THE FLAME---

  I was wreathed in shadows and searching for my sunflower. The one woman in all the world who shared my soul—who was destined to be mine.

  Where she’d planted herself was not any kind of place for a flower of her beauty. This was toxic soil. If she put down roots here, it would taint her all the way through.

  I couldn’t let her stay. Whether she liked it or not, I was here to rescue her. To save her from this hell. These poisonous shadows.

  I liked seeing her again. It had been so long. Though I didn’t like seeing her this way. Yes, she looked at home in the spotlight. But it was all a performance. An act. Deep down, I knew who she really was.

  The painfully shy girl who used to steal her mom’s bridal magazines and hide them under her pillows like she was making a wish… As if the Tooth Fairy would be replaced by the Husband Fairy, coming in the night bearing diamonds and a white dress.

  I’d thought that was simple. Cute. Where was that girl now? Surely, not up there on that stage wearing next to nothing, pulsing in time to the lights and sounds.

  God. She was worth writing a poem over. I had a little notebook in my coat pocket, once I carried with me everywhere. It helped organize my thoughts, filter out the voices. Mother’s voice. And Father’s.

  Fire fixes everything, I’d hear him say. And then my fingers would be burning, itching, yearning to st
rike a match and let it drop. Let those flames do what they did best. Let them consume.

  That’s the way these men were looking at her now. Like they wanted to consume her. Devour her whole.

  I thought of a verse. An incomparable verse, and not my own.

  Like a fiend in a cloud

  With howling woe,

  After night I do croud,

  And with night will go_._._._

  Blake—William—he was perfection. The ultimate idol, truly worthy of worship. A better god than the one my mother had believed in had ever turned out to be. But the honeyed glow of his words darkened when I realized I was getting hard. Again.

  That was bad of me. Unclean. I hammered it down with my fist when no one was looking and tore my eyes away from the goddess I adored. From that bastion of purity trapped in Sodom’s embrace_._._._

  Where my gaze fell next brought me pause. Then calamity. Then pure, blind rage. Anger so thick it might as well have been smoke choking the life out of me, burning my lungs.

  What the fuck is she doing here?

  I watched her from the darkness. Saw her move. Saw her gyrate. She called herself a “dancer,” as all these lost women did, but I knew what she was. She was basking in the hellfire glow of her sin. And I’d seen her before, though it took me a moment to realize where.

  And then my stomach turned. I didn’t understand. How could she be here, with that siren’s call of her hips? How could she be standing in front of me, looking straight at me, and have no idea who I was?

  I shook with fear and rage. How could she be alive, when not so very long ago, I’d killed her?

  Chapter 1

  Gunner

  “Keep it down!” I hissed, balls-deep in the most succulent little thing I’d had in weeks. I’d always loved fucking screamers, but having this chick wake up the entire firehouse would have killed my boner like nothing else.

  Let’s be honest—it wasn’t the idea of my fellow firefighters knowing I was plowing some gorgeous chick on the break room table that bothered me so much. I’d end up bragging about it in a few hours over breakfast to a score of whoops and “atta-boys” from my firehouse brothers. Waking up the fire chief was a whole other matter. It would have done no favors for my continued employment.

  “Fuck!” she moaned “Gunner, it feels so good!” She squirmed her hips as I teased at her clit with my thumb, the rest of my hand resting on her pubic mound to keep her somewhat in one place.

  “Quiet!” I said, glancing toward the door that led out into the hallway, dreading that a silhouette might just cross by while this loudmouth was screaming about how thick my cock was.

  And if it wasn’t her mouth that got me in trouble, it was going to be this sweet pussy. I was trying to hold back, trying to keep my cum in my balls until I could pull out and let her gulp it all down, but the way she was moving had me in a tight spot. This girl was a handful.

  Brandy bit down on her wrist, making some effort to keep quiet while I fucked her brains out—for all the good it did. Every few seconds her back would arch up and she’d let out a moan that could wake up the entire neighborhood.

  Enough is enough, I thought, pulling out of her just long enough to rip her panties from around her ankles and shove the lacy silk right into her mouth, reducing those screams to muffled moans. I smiled at my own ingenuity before getting back to business, my fingers still tirelessly teasing her throbbing nub.

  Her indistinct screams grew louder against the makeshift gag and those gorgeous, round hips of hers started to buck against every thrust. I couldn’t help but grin as I watched the makings of an earth-shattering orgasm play across her face, her entire body writhing and flailing against my steady grip on her.

  “That’s it,” I said, driving my thick cock harder into her, eagerly shoving her over the edge and into a warm, welcoming oblivion. “Good girl. I know what a little slut like you needs.”

  Brandy looked up into my eyes, nodding as she threw her head back, digging her nails into my skin as before she swooned backward. Her chest heaved and she let out a soft, plaintive whimper with every exhale. Her body glistened with sweat, a soft silver sheen of moonlight from the open windows making her skin glow in the darkness of the station’s break room.

  I looked at her for a moment, watching the dazed expression on her face and admiring my handwork. But I was far from done.

  I climbed up on top of the table, straddling her chest as she looked up at me, my dick resting against the valley between her soft tits. She smiled around the gag, pushing her breasts around my wet dick as I started to move it back and forward between them.

  Prior experience gave me more than enough confidence that the table could hold the two of us—even while we were fucking like animals. Hell, the damn thing never even made a noise the entire time I fucked those pretty little tits. I could feel my balls starting to tighten and my shaft swelling as it filled with cum, building up pressure before it all came gushing out onto her chest. There’s nothing better than the way a girl looks with my cum dripping off of her like a pearl necklace.

  I could hear moaning even louder around the wadded up panties in her mouth. She’d managed to get a hand down between her thighs and she was jilling herself off in earnest, her chest working hard as I felt my climax barreling toward me. I wasn’t about to remove those panties. I figured if she had anything important to say, it could wait until after I finished.

  My cock spasmed hard, and I threw my head back as a wave of pleasure shot up from my swollen erection. I closed my eyes as I basked in the brief glory of my own orgasm. My cum burst out of the tip in thick, white ropes across her chest, my hips still working back and forth as I came, drenching her in my lust.

  I let out a slow groan as I ruined those pretty tits. I couldn’t help loving the way they bounced as my body moved on top of hers, her pert little nipples stiffening in the cold air around her. It was almost a full minute before I tear my gaze away from that cum-covered perfection to look into those pretty brown eyes of hers. I could see it. She’d driven herself back over the cliff again, a massive orgasm rolling through her like a freight train. I gazed into those eyes and I smiled…

  Just in time to see them roll back into her head as she went limp.

  “Brandy?” I asked, keeping my voice low as I turned her face toward me, only to have it fall back where it had been. I gently slapped my hand against her cheek, hoping that she’d just zoned out from her orgasm, but when she didn’t stir I started to panic.

  Fuck, I thought, climbing off of her chest before I pulled her panties out of her mouth, tossing them aside as I put two fingers against the vein in her neck to feel for a pulse. I could feel her heart beating. It was like a hummingbird’s wings—fast and frantic.

  Holy. Fucking. Shit. What the fuck happened?

  I put my ear close to her mouth, hoping to at least hear and feel her breath against my skin.

  Fuck!

  “Help!” I cried, hurriedly pulling my pants on as I pushed open the door to the hallway. “Somebody, help! Get the fuckin’ pads!”

  I screamed as loud as I could until the sounds of rushing firemen echoed down the hall toward me. Two of my guys had stumbled out of our more official sleeping quarters and were making their way to the break room. I moved out of the door as four more firemen followed.

  They crowded around her in only a matter of seconds, checking her pulse just like I’d done. Within an instant I watched a bare-chested fireman straddling her, ready to start compressions if necessary. Someone else started shouting for our in-house defibrillator. The thought crossed my mind that I might have actually fucked her to death—until I remembered how stupid that sounded.

  “Shit, Gunner. The fuck did you do, man?”

  My lips felt numb. My face flushed. “I don’t know, I just fucked her!”

  “Oh, for fuck’s sakes,” someone shouted from behind me. “Move!”

  One of the guys came through with the portable defibrillator. Only a few seconds had
went by, the whole station working together swiftly to assess the situation. Tensions were high, but before he could start charging paddles, someone started laughing.

  “Guy’s, she’s just passed out,” I heard a familiar voice say from within the crowd of men—my friend, Tom Stoggins. Seeing as I’d damn near started administering CPR, I’d never been so glad he was moonlighting as an EMT in my life. “Gunner here fucked her lights out.”

  “How the fuck was I supposed to know she was gonna crash on me?” I grumbled, leaning my elbow on the very same table I’d been pounding Brandy. “I mean, shit, she can take it…”

  Ten minutes later she was back on her feet and going to be fine, but waking up naked and surrounded by firefighters hadn’t exactly gone over well for her. She stumbled and damn near passed out a second time. I was going to have to screen my booty calls more thoroughly in the future… I needed them a bit more… Robust…