Outlaw's Obsession

by Nicole Snow

  Her breath hitched. I was still dry humping her when I covered her mouth, one second ahead of the mushy scream pouring out her throat.

  “Gahd! Rahbit! Fuckh!”

  I grinned, sucking her right nip through her shirt. The nice girl drowned in the dirty little succubus lusting after what I had grinding on her clit, surrendering a little more each time I humped her. My thrusts were coming harder, faster, meaner.

  Something about knowing anybody could walk right in on us made it all the more electrifying. Her legs started to tremble around mine. Perfect signal to go full throttle.

  I thrust against her so hard her little ass bounced back over and over, dangerously close to putting a hole through the wall. Snarling, I reached down, popped her shirt and bra, and stuffed that bud I'd been teasing in my mouth.

  Christa instantly tensed up, scrunched her face, and exploded. Her hips did all the work this time. She wrapped her legs around me, panting and grinding like a madwoman, bucking me so hard I really thought I'd lose it in my pants.

  Fuck, fuck. I rubbed back so hard it hurt – and the pain did me a favor, prevented me from losing my load. The hand clamped over her lips was like covering a furnace vent. She poured pure smoke into my palm, gurgling her pleasure, biting into my finger when her orgasm peaked.

  She came hard. Pride roared in my heart, knowing it was just a warm up for everything else I had planned tonight.

  I helped steady her when she came down from her high. Her legs were shaky and her throat must've been dry as fuck. She licked her lips and looked at me, green eyes blazing, cheeks a whole new shade of red I'd never seen in my life.

  “Hurry up and catch your breath, baby girl. You know it's time.”

  She didn't even think about fighting me anymore as I took her by the hand and led her inside our room. I gave her a minute to admire the awesome view. The place overlooked the entire city, opening up on the mountains in the distance.

  I smiled. Maybe we hadn't missed much having that elevator fuck interrupted after all.

  “Clothes off. Or you want me to do that for you too?” I grabbed her by the shoulder, pulled her to my mouth again.

  Heaven. Hellfire. Fucking mercy.

  Her tongue plunged eagerly into my mouth. Didn't have a single complaint about it, but I wasn't the kind to let a woman lead either. I cupped my arm around her waist and threw her on the bed, covering her with my body, fucking her lips with my tongue.

  “I'm not a helpless kitten,” she purred, dodging my next kiss. “I have claws. If you want to play rough, Rabid, I can give it right back to you.”

  “I'd like to feel that shit, babe. Better show me soon.” I wouldn't stop rocking my hips into hers for anything, addicted to that hot wet heat where her legs met. “Come on, before I make you come in your pants again.”

  She shook her head furiously, trying to protest through her moans. Then she managed to get her hands between us. One brushed the granite in my pants on their way to her belt, working it off like mad.

  I gave her some space and stared, feeling my eyes start to melt as she tore her jeans down. I brushed them away with one fist, dipping into her panties, plunging my fingers deep. High time we picked up where we'd left off in the elevator.

  She squirmed into my hand. I found her clit and pinched it, alternating my strokes. Her jeans were around her ankles, and after a minute I decided all this shit had to come off.

  “Lift that ass,” I growled, helping her with a push.

  Her panties were like a wet rag. I tore them off and hurled them across the room. Didn't have a fucking clue where they landed. Not like it mattered – she wouldn't be needing them again for hours.

  I worked my fingers good and deep on her bare cunt, feeling that wetness, imagining how hot and slick she'd be on my cock soon.

  “Rabid...oh! Oh! There.”

  There. I memorized the place that made her jump and flush with pure pleasure. I did it with all the girls I'd ever fucked more than once, but I took extra care with her. In a few more months, I'd know exactly how to make my old lady come within seconds.

  Fuck, my old lady. Mine.

  My dick thumped like I'd grown a second heart below the belt at the thought. I worked my fingers faster, measuring every moan, every gasp, every ripple flowing through her curves. My free hand worked at her bra, tearing it off and sending it to join her long lost panties.

  Her thighs collapsed on my hand. The scars lining her face disappeared in steaming red. I smiled, realizing it was an easy way to start the countdown before she came.

  One. Two.

  Three, four, five.

  I pulled my hand away. Two more seconds and she would've blown. She looked at me like I'd just robbed her blind. Guess I had making her wait like this.

  “What the fuck?”

  “Thought you'd say that. I'm not the only fucker here with a dirty mouth.” I yanked her to the edge of the bed, sliding to my knees. “You're gonna come on my filthy lips, baby, one lick for every nasty thing that comes streaming outta your mouth. Start talking.”

  Her eyebrows went up. I didn't give her a second longer to adjust before I buried my face between her thighs. Licked my way up both her inner thighs, dangerously close to the hot wet center. Stopped just short of hitting the target 'til I heard her speak.

  “Bastard!” Her fists hit the bed. “Asshole. Fuck me, Rabid. Please.”

  Sugar and spice. Everything fucking nice was there, everything I liked to hear while she convulsed on my tongue. Lucky for her, I always kept my word, and it was time to reward her.

  Her legs hooked around my shoulders and started trying to close right away. Growling, I held her open, sliding my tongue up her cunt. Licking, sucking, fucking her with every lap, I held her down 'til she came undone.

  “Oh, oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”

  She was singing my favorite word like a mantra. I flipped my face up just in time to smother her clit, circling it like a madman as she blew on my face. Sweet cream gushed into my mouth, urging me on, feeding my hunger.

  I fucking buried her, smothered myself between her thighs. I licked her so hard and fast and relentlessly she couldn't even breathe.

  Only her pussy got relief. Her thighs pinched tight around my head like a vice. Her senseless jabber was like a siren blasting in my ears, and that was the muffled version. It must've been like a jet screaming through the room with my ears uncovered.

  Instinct took over. She rocked her hips against my face, strong and full, hips I'd use one day to make our kids.

  Holy fucking shit. Just thinking about knocking her up caused my dick to drool napalm in my pants. It was too soon for that, but it wasn't as far off as I thought.

  I buried my face in her decadent cunt and went wild, licking 'til her throat seized up and she couldn't even scream, just gasp and pant and grind on my face.

  Breathless was a big bullshit understatement by the time I finished.

  I lay there and turned my back to undress while she was catching up on oxygen. When I dropped my pants, my dick sprang out, so hard it hurt. I gave it a quick pump with one hand to make sure it hadn't gone numb from the blue balls I'd been suffering.

  Imagine my surprise when I felt her little hand reach around my thigh, right on top of mine. I spun around. The mischievous smile on her face said she had more energy than I'd given her credit for.

  “Baby, don't you need a breather?”

  Shut up, man. Why the fuck did I want her to hold off on my cock a second longer? Maybe because I was afraid I'd self-combust and blow the windows out of the room when I started filling her holes.

  “Not while you're standing there naked,” she said, replacing my grip on my dick with her own. “An old lady needs to learn how to give good head, right? You tell me if I'm on my way to doing it right. I want you in my mouth, Rabid.”

  Fuck! No man with a pulse would say no to that. I turned, maybe a little too eagerly, giving my swollen cock completely over to her fist. Tried to brace myself for her mou
th and fucking failed.

  Nothing – and I mean nothing – could've prepared me for those soft pink lips drawing down my length.

  Motherfucking mercy. I needed it in spades.

  I couldn't tell if she knew how to suck good or if I was just so damned turned on because it was her. The first thought got my jealousy going. If she sucked a mean dick, it meant she'd learned it from somebody else.

  I laced my fingers with her hair and jerked her head forward, making her take it harder, thrusting back and forth into her little mouth.

  Whatever, maybe she'd had a few dicks before, but I was damned well going to be the last. These lips, these tits, this pussy...every beautiful inch of her belonged to me now. And I was crazy fucking determined to ravage every inch of her so hard it'd wipe away every last trace of any stupid bastard who'd come before me. I'd teach her a thousand times more than any little pissant who snuck into that pussy before I claimed it for the rest of eternity.

  “Shit!” I jerked when her tongue hit the ridge underneath my cock, rolling up toward the small slit in the middle. “How'd you get to be so fucking good?”

  She rolled her shoulders and sped up her licks, giving me a little shrug. Smart girl. This was no time for talking, and any answer she gave me was gonna take away from the total perfection gliding toward my balls.

  Christa sucked me so good and deep I thought she'd choke. I tried to throttle back to avoid gagging her a couple times, but fuck if she didn't push her head deeper anyway, anything to swallow every inch and then some.

  She got little more than halfway down my dick before it was too much. Impressive. Most chicks balked at less than that, including the whores I'd had before.

  Fuck, fuck, fuck.

  Her tongue swept deeper, seemingly everywhere at once like a goddamned ninja. My balls tightened up, burning, begging for release. I thought about letting loose right down her throat.

  But every time I caught those tits bobbing and that pussy underneath, I knew I needed something more. There'd be plenty of time later for popping off in her mouth after she was overflowing with my come.

  “Stop, baby.” I fisted her dark red locks and pulled her head away. “That was fucking amazing. But your mouth can't come on my dick the way your pussy can. Spread your legs. We both know where I belong right now.”

  Smiling, she flopped back on the bed, opening wide for me. Pink, wet, and perfect. Wasting one more second would've been a travesty.

  I fell onto my arms and mounted her, sinking deep, relishing her heat. I told myself I wouldn't unload 'til she came on my cock a time or two, but it wasn't gonna be easy. Her velvet clung tight, clenched around me like a second mouth, only warmer and wetter.

  Shit! This was the kinda pussy that could make a man's brains come out his ears.

  I fucked it anyway. Oh, Christ, how I fucked it.

  Her tits flopped wild when my thrusts picked up. I couldn't decide whether to keep my hands on them or grab her ass, pull her deeper onto my cock. I wanted to grab everything on this woman at once, loving the way she rippled and groaned every time I dug in to the hilt.

  Couldn't stop the growls rumbling through my throat neither. She activated something primal, that crazy killer instinct to love her as much as I wanted to keep her safe. I couldn't figure out what she'd done to me.

  I'd kill for her in a heartbeat, but I also wanted to fuck her so hard she ripped apart. I wanted to screw her so hard it hurt and leave marks all over her, but I'd fucking mutilate anyone who truly tried to put another scratch on her holy skin. The big fancy bed held up well under my assault, creaking and throttling her hips back to mine each time I pounded down.

  Her pussy drove me absolutely loco each time I plunged deeper. A couple minutes in, she started tensing up, thrashing her head from side to side. Sweet, sexy satisfaction hissed in my veins. I knew she was on the verge and trying to fight it.

  Too bad. I wasn't letting up one second. I was gonna push her into free fall.

  “Hook your legs around me, baby.” I slowed, grabbing her by the ankles, bending them up 'til her feet rested snug on my shoulders. “I'm gonna tap you deeper than ever. You feel it coming on, just let it go. I want you to squirt all over my dick.”

  “Oh, God!” The dirty talk caused her pussy to clench tighter around me. “Make me, make me.”

  Request granted.

  I went full throttle, unable to hold back, slamming her pussy so hard the whole bed rippled. How could this girl be so responsive?

  She gasped and blossomed fire red right before her orgasm took hold. I started chugging my hips like a fucking train when she flexed her toes around my neck and screamed. She was a sight to behold laid out underneath my thrusts, hands over her head, tits flopping, screaming and clenching at the mess of pillows and bunched up sheets above for leverage.

  Oh, fuck. So much for holding back.

  Her pussy was jerking my dick off like two soft, endless hands gliding over it when the lava in my nuts erupted. I howled, thrust so deep I rubbed my dick against the entrance to her womb, growling all the way.

  “Fuck, baby, I'm coming! Drain me good.”

  She went from red to purple. Her screams became totally breathless. I joined her a second later, paralyzed as all my muscles tensed and lightning shot through my cock. Seed pumped out in hot jets, a primal geyser dead set on hurling deep inside her.

  A surge of pure pleasure like nothing I'd felt in my life slapped my skull. I rocked into her hips, still trying to fuck her as my cock was in full meltdown. Her pussy sucked me off so hard I had to flatten my hands on the bed to keep from collapsing right on her, overwhelmed by the fire spitting outta my balls.

  We came together, snarling and breathless like two mating beasts. You better believe I pumped every damned drop of come I could squeeze outta my balls into her. And I still wanted to flood her with more, make her drip my stuff for days.

  Christ, she fucking drained me. I could feel our cream spilling out around where I was fused to her, leaving a big wet stain on the bed. Cool air brushed my back from the vents, beckoning me back to life, cooling the red hot engine of my body with my own sweat.

  “Fuck, girl. You're gonna kill me before I get my brand on you, aren't you?”

  She'd gone from red to purple at some point while orgasm wracked her body. For a second, I thought I'd have to do CPR just to make sure she was breathing. But then she opened those emerald green eyes and looked at me.

  “No, no. You're going to do me in first.” Her hips rocked, keeping my dick lodged in her.

  I couldn't even go soft. I was hard and numb, loving just being in her warmth, deep in the pool of sex we'd created.

  “Bullshit. You respond to me like heaven because you know you're mine.” I leaned down, hovering just a couple inches above those addicting lips. “I treat everything I own well. You know that?”

  Her legs slid over my shoulders, gliding down my back, and stopped just above my ass. She pinched them together and jerked me forward, deeper into her, teasing me to fuck her again.

  Careful, babe, I thought. You might just get what you want.

  “Yeah,” she cooed. “I'm starting to figure that out. When do I get one of those cool leather jackets with your patch, anyway?”

  I grinned. “Soon as we're done giving this bed the best fucking workout it's ever gonna have.”

  She smiled, fresh mischief overtaking the exhaustion in her eyes. “Guess we'd better get to work, then. I have a feeling a place like this sees some kinky, rich creeps sometimes.”

  Oh, that pissed me right off. A challenge, huh? My dick rose to the task, hardening back to steel and regaining its sensitivity.

  “Babe, if you think I can't fuck you harder and sicker than every other wrinkly asshole who's ever been in this place with an escort, then you'd better get used to carrying a pillow with you tomorrow.” She quirked an eyebrow as my hips began to rock. “You'll need it just to sit down after all the fucking we're doing tonight. Screw the restaurant. We'll
order in and I'll feed you bites of lobster while you're riding my dick.”

  She laughed. I was only half-joking. Shit, I was gonna take her in every position, every corner of this room before the night was over, including the jacuzzi.

  I drove deep and hard, watching while pleasure sealed her eyes shut. Soon, the laughter was gone. The entire room lit up with her moans and the steady thump of the bed as I fucked myself stupid.

  So began the best two days of my life. I fucked that girl seventeen ways from Sunday. Yeah, I said seventeen, because just seven didn't begin to describe the carnal rodeo going on in that room.

  We finally left the resort for a bite in town the second night. Christa had finally taken the stick outta her ass and she was alive like I'd never seen her, putting me to shame with the way she downed beer and whiskey. She glugged hers straight while I tried to keep up, mixing my shit with ginger ale like I usually did.

  Course, I would've beaten her in a heartbeat if I didn't have to drive. But fuck, this girl could drink like an old lady, and that made me grin like a fool.

  “Careful, babe. You're gonna fall off my cock later tonight if you keep it up,” I said at the bar, watching her knock down another shot.

  “Again, Rabid? You weren't kidding about being sore.” She smiled, shaking her head. Her small hand landed on my thigh and then reached over when nobody was looking, giving my cock a quick squeeze.

  “You're lucky I like it as much as you do.”

  “Like it?” I took a long pull from my beer. “Baby girl, I need it like oxygen when it's you and me. Don't think I'll ever go more than a day without tangling that hair in my fist and getting between your legs. 'Til we got together, I never thought I'd find anything that could match riding with the wind in my face and the road growling beneath me. Getting in bed with you proved me wrong.”

  I reached over, swept her hair aside, and tasted her lips. This kiss was sweeter and headier than any buzz this fucking watering hole could offer, even if it was a fancier hole than I was used to.