by V. Theia
Fuckable.
She was liking Roux more and more but not right then.
She wasn’t thinking about anyone else other than Tait as she lunged for him.
It felt like she stopped time.
Just frozen over, with her mouth on his and his tongue licking around hers.
She hadn’t planned on dying today, but who knew Tait was going to boil her body alive the way he was.
She just hung on and got the hell kissed out of her but he pulled back long before she was ready to relinquish his taste. Left panting, he took her face in his two hands and dug his gaze into her long enough she squirmed.
“I should be shot for what I want to do to this little body. Should be stabbed and locked up so I don’t demolish what you’re offering.”
“Tait.” She giggled. He was so serious and she loved it, loved how he looked at her.
“But you’ll learn, Penelope, I’m not a good man. Because I’m about to be a man who instructs you on how to use my cock and you’ll love it, won’t you? You’ll moan into my mouth.”
Every inch of air evaporated and all Poppy could do was nod her head up and down.
Dying inside for everything he wanted to teach her.
* * *
Hard all over, Texas watched her eyes flare.
She visibly inhaled hard enough her tits knocked into his chest.
Yeah, she loved the visual and oral cues.
He let her slide down his body, he groaned when she bumped up against the part of him that wanted her mouth, her fingers and her tight pussy wrapping around it.
He had to keep telling himself no matter how mouthy she was, she was still inexperienced with the kind of filth he had in his mind and he couldn’t go at her like a wrecking ball.
Not this first time anyway.
His head swam to show her how to take pleasure from his giving body.
This was madness. There was every possibility once she had this rebellion out of her good girl system that she’d go back home to mommy and daddy, her yacht club and the boring ex-fiancé and Texas would be left haunted with her taste in his mouth.
And an ache in a place in the center of his chest that he didn’t think existed.
“You want to jerk me off, Poppy? Fine, you reach in and get me out, let me sit in your hand, feel how heavy I get for you.” Sweat started appearing in wet dots on his forehead. Holy fuck, what was he doing? He was out of his mind with desire. She was a straight shot of heroin to his blood and he was aching to put her on her knees. Nothing would sway him from that look of excitement gleaming from her eyes.
He had all the rebellion she could ever want right here, jutting nine inches out of his hips, leaking so badly for her to lap it up.
“But don’t you dare put me in that pink, virgin mouth. I’m warning you; I won’t be able to keep myself from fucking it like a mad man until you know what my come tastes like.”
He managed to block some of the darker thoughts he was having, as if just giving them room to breathe would stain her sweetness, but some of them slipped through and he groaned heavily. Watching her lick her lips did a number on him.
His day had been jam-packed with sexual frustration, he wasn’t a saint, he couldn’t keep fielding her off, didn’t want to was more to the truth and now her perfect mouth was right there and he was praying she listened to him because if she wrapped his throbbing dick in her lips, he was going to lose it. He’d fuck her so hard she wouldn’t taste anything else other than him for a month.
He’d put her on a new Texas’ dick diet.
When she fell to her knees and started yanking at his jeans he grunted low and heavy.
Reassure her, for god's sake.
“You look so damn sweet on your knees, baby. Like a wet dream come to life. That’s it, you just grasp me with your fingers … tighter … tighter, baby. That’s it. Oh, shit, yes, give me anything, it’s perfect, you’re so fucking perfect.”
His eyes began to roll into the back of his head when the pleasure started. Texas thought he was saying words, could have been speaking in tongues for all the groaning he was doing, watching intently as the purple head of his cock was hand fucked through her palm.
Eyes so hooded and glassy, she licked her lips and he groaned, letting his head hang off his neck. The twisting and pulling were undoing him and if he didn’t stop her soon, she’d be covered in him.
Madness. You have to stop her. Stop her.
“Baby. Baby. Fuck. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“Is this right?” Looking up through her lashes, there was a flash of clarity for Texas on just how sweet and innocent she was and how lucky he was.
“Nothing you do can be wrong,” he gruffed and watched her smile turn nuclear.
He didn’t know what move was coming next.
She tried them all.
Gripping the middle of his shaft, hardly touching the sensitive tip before she stroked the base hard enough that his eyes pleasure rolled into his skull.
It was un-fucking-real and Texas became a savage for her hands to keep on pumping him.
He stopped himself from driving into her palm, letting her play and discover as she went.
Her tongue came out, trapped between her teeth in concentration.
He didn’t know how she could be so fucking incredibly beautiful and cute at the same time.
“What about this, is it right?”
She’d climbed up onto the bed, kneeling up so now she was at face level with his dick as she tormented and tamed it to her bidding. Texas had to use a hand on the wall just to keep him upright or his knees would buckle. “Little girl, swear to Christ himself, nothing is wrong about what you’re doing.”
She lit up and gave him a beaming grin and in between dick jerks, she kissed the grooves in his abs like she was lapping at chocolate.
And then she took his skull off by brushing her thumb over his leaking tip.
“Fuck,” he hissed like a wounded animal and got his hand between them.
He needed his touch all over her too, the compulsion struck him dead center of his chest.
“Widen your legs for me, baby.”
She did, shyly with color to her cheeks.
He pushed his fingers to her slit, felt how she shuddered when he toyed with her wetness and then he slid his two middle fingers in, testing the snugness as he went.
Even on his fingers she was incredibly tight that he had to mash his teeth together to stop the climax from exploding out of him.
He wanted her to keep on jacking him off for a while longer.
“Oh, Tait.” she whined so prettily and her hand stalled on his dick. Then started up again, giving him bliss all down his spine. “Holy crap, that’s so good.”
She was fucking his hand.
He felt the same way.
This woman, this curious hand of hers, then she got the other one involved and it was lights out for Texas.
He was not a two pump chump.
He’d always had stamina in him for anyone he fucked, but the way she sort of twisted his dick in one hand and feathered her fingers over his aching crown, there was zero chance of him lasting.
“Squeeze me harder, baby.” he begged through his teeth.
One grunt and his pelvis flexed into her hand and he was toast, spilling in a rope over her fingers.
“Ohh..” she gasped then laughed, went right on tugging at him until he had to stall her hand because she was killing him in every good way there was. “Oh, man, I feel amazing right now.”
She was proud she’d driven him crazy. Little brat.
Enough. Enough. She gave him one cock twist too many and he groaned in pain and pleasure, picking her up by her armpits, he flung her on the bed and listened to her giggle as he prowled up on top after kicking off his clothes.
“Baby, make noise and let me know what you like so I know to keep doing it. And the same for anything you don’t like. I want you to be vocal, okay?”
She was watching his li
ps when she nodded vigorously and he cleaned her hands off with his shirt.
Good enough for him. He lowered his head and got to kissing down her amazing body before slicking his tongue between her legs, getting her taste down deep to his throat. She was fucking delicious.
And she made noises, gave him verbal pleas and cues for how she liked it.
She was so easy to please that her first climax rolled right through her when he barely got his fingertip at her sopping entrance.
Texas smirked and went at her. First by taking her lips in a crushing kiss, forcing them open a second before she naturally let them spring apart for his seeking tongue. And then his fingers started going faster, deeper.
“Ahh, baby. So fucking tight, aren’t you? Hurting?”
“No… God. No, it feels nice.”
She was shameless in her pleasure, and it scorched more heat down Texas’ spine when her eyes didn’t leave him even as she contorted with her back and when she came, it fired hot and fast through her body in great shudders, he felt her pussy spasm against his fingers and he didn’t let up, not until she fell boneless against him.
Only then did he remove his hand and cuddle her close, soothing strokes down her back, cooing gently in her ear about how good she’d been.
This woman, who’d claimed him by climbing under his skin was every good part of life he could have ever wished for.
TWENTY-FIVE
“Popping candy never tasted so good.” – Texas
Give her a few minutes to calm down was his reasoning, even though he was fighting his own body not to roll her under him and pound her into the next life and the one after that.
Take it easy on her, Texas, he told himself.
Poppy had other ideas when she started to ride his thigh not two minutes into his cuddling. She got herself situated really goddamn tight on his leg and she started to rock.
She was all over him and he didn’t hate it.
A laugh burst out of him. “Jesus, I got you off only a few minutes ago, and you’re raring to go again. I’ve created a deviant.”
Face to face on their sides, Texas skimmed hot kisses down her throat, feeling how every touch of his lips made her shudder. She was so tactile he could almost get off on just her reactions. He loved when she breathed his name.
Wanting her to experience everything—nothing selfish in him wanting to screw her brains out, nah. He was altruistic as fuck when he hooked her leg high over his waist and toyed with her sweet pussy from behind.
“You need to stop being a gentleman and just do me already,” she said, flooring him into laughing again and while she turned a beautiful red color, she also rolled a hand down over his stomach.
She was slippery hot on his fingers, he could almost howl knowing he made her that way. His mouth hungered for her pussy again, he could live on her down there, but she wanted something else of his and fuck if he was going to refuse this time.
“Better be ready, little girl.” He growled against her lips and let her eat him alive. He loved how she threw herself into every little thing. She swept into his mouth with her tongue as he tried to detangled her from him so he could roll away for a second.
“No! Where are you going?” He could swear her eyes swam with tears and his chest hurt to fix all her upsets. Rolling her under him, he crushed her lips. Mouth fucking her, leaving her panting, he got a hand in the nightstand. “I need a rubber, you little animal, you’re getting the dick, never fear.”
“Ohh… yippee,” she fucking said and made him smile when he got them back in that same side by side face to face position.
Nice and tight, her body drove him crazy to possess her and he didn’t mind admitting to himself he had some caveman satisfaction thumping him upside the head to know his cock was the only cock to ever slide inside.
A nipple caught in his lips, he toyed with her pussy for a minute, making sure she was soft and soaked. Any wetter, he’d need a boat to get them out of his bedroom.
Fucking perfect. He brought those fingers to her lips, she let him paint her mouth before he sucked each one clean.
Her taste made him dizzy. “Candy.”
She giggled and yanked his hair.
Her hands demanded and he wanted to obey her needs.
She was in place, with her leg high on his waist, their mouths locked and he fed her his tongue slow and sensual, determined to make her first time the best he could. Even when she moaned his name, knocking her pussy into his grateful dick, she was wild and he was trying to give her good.
“Baby, you need to calm down.”
She went on humping and kissing the shit out of him. Her hands all over him nearly made him lose his mind and fuck her like the demon he felt like.
“Can’t, oh, my freaking gosh, it’s so good already. Please will you fuck me now, Tait?”
Killing him.
She was so hot and agitated that it amped up his own already out of control desire.
“You want my cock?”
Her whisper was pure sex, “yes.”
“Tip your ass, baby.”
That first thrust even though he did it inch by merciful inch still had her crying into his mouth. Texas held her by the back of her neck, shushing into her lips as he stilled deep inside her. “Shhh, baby, had to get it over with, it’ll stop hurting soon.”
He had no fucking idea if he was talking bullshit.
To his knowledge he’d never bedded a novice before.
But she was wild and though he knew he must be hurting her for those first minutes, their mouths and hands didn’t stop touching each other.
He’d been wrong in thinking she was beautiful because the second he put his cock inside her, she became out of this world kind of beautiful. Her eyes glowed and her cheeks flushed, lips swollen from his kisses. Poppy stole the fucking breath from his lungs.
Before he got his dick moving, he brought her to climax by thumbing her hard clit.
Her screams fed him and went some way to calming himself down.
Every time he made her come he saw her beauty shining bright.
She didn’t hold back, if she felt it, then Texas felt it too.
“Oh, God, please move now. I can’t stand it.” she started fluttering her pussy walls like a maniac and Texas grunted, grasping her neck and waist with his other hand, he moved her on him at first, let her adjust. She was so tight and good, he was tasting colors.
“Good?”
“Oh, wow… yeah,” she breathed, wide eyed and sexy as hell. “Nothing has ever felt this good.”
He went in deeper this time and she buckled in half, moaning his name and breathing “that’s it,” over and over.
Fuck, she did a number on him.
Every time he made her tremble had him feeling like he’d conquered a nation.
He never much cared for his name other than it was his name, but hearing it rolling off her tongue in breathy pants, he’d never heard anything better in his life.
Only that was a lie, because when he got to fucking Poppy and she cried out then she came again, that was the best noise of all.
“Ah, fuck, baby, you took it, didn’t you? God, you took a deep fuck like a good girl.” he kept going, chasing his own dragon as his thrusts increased with power and velocity, probably going at her harder than her tight little body could take, but his train left the station and he was manic to reach the end of her, to touch the heart of her pussy with the throbbing crown of his cock.
“Ah, God. You feel beautiful, Tait.”
“Baby.” He rasped, floored by her.
Seduced by her scent.
Flush together, her hands everywhere all at once, she attached her lips to his throat and sucked and that was his end, he grunted incoherently and felt his come shoot out into the condom. He finished off by slowly gliding in and out of her.
It’s stupid to think, seeing as he was a grown ass man, that he felt changed when his breathing returned to normal and the woman snuggled in his arms was kissing a
round his throat. Yet Texas felt changed somehow.
Deep in his bones and the spaces in his chest he hadn’t given anyone in years.
Sex so good he was different and he wanted to do it all again but was mindful of just how hard he went at her unused body.
He felt everything from her come down shudders to the fine hairs on her arms tickling his shoulder.
Not to mention the scratches down his back, his heart rapping hard and the woman under him smiled the kind of smile that he knew she was more than satisfied.
And that just gave him a bigger ego than he had an hour ago.
Dropping a kiss to the curve of her shoulder, he tasted her candy skin.
“Did I hurt you?” He had to ask, his mouth at her ear, her purr all but told him the answer but he still wanted confirmation.
Poppy had her own ideas, she was like a squirming anaconda, getting him all revved up again grinding her body to his until Texas had to hold her hips tight.
This she liked because she moaned and licked his neck. Little brat licked him.
“Penelope, did my cock hurt you?”
“Oh, my God, when you say that.” Her face found the side of his neck, embarrassed or turned on, he chuckled and stroked through her wild just fucked hair.
“No, you didn’t hurt me, it was wonderful, amazing, better than my fertile mind could have ever imagined. Better than all the porn I’ve watched.” And then, muffled by his neck, she went on. “I’m glad I waited for you, Tait…you made it out of this world good.”
Fucking changed. She’d changed him and she had no clue what she’d done.
There was about zero chance of him waiting for her inexperienced body to stop aching now when he got rid of the condom, rolled her under him and went for her mouth.
She met him, equally hungry.
He didn’t let her up for air for a long time and when they’d used two more condoms and he had her sprawled over his chest, panting wildly and giving him run on sentences of just how good he made her feel, he just lay there, grinning satisfied as a man could be, knowing he’d done his girl so fucking right that she was now boneless.