Wicked Burn

by BETH KERY

  He pulled her hastily through the opened door, only to push her against the other side of it once it was closed. He spread his thighs and bent his knees, his mouth fastening on her neck and feasting on her fragrant skin before she’d even fully regained her balance. She moaned, the sound vibrating into his pressing lips and somehow even sending a buzz to his throbbing cock. He tasted her skin with the tip of his tongue, dancing it across the dewy surface thirstily. When he encountered her pearls, he rolled them between his lips, liking the feeling of their smooth, hard surface.

  “Vic, what are you doing?” she murmured a few seconds later.

  “Taking off your pearls.”

  “I can see that. Why?”

  “I warned you that you drive me nuts when you wear these things,” he said as he held the now unclasped necklace in his hand. “Now you’re going to have to pay the price.”

  He watched as her eyes darkened with excitement. The tip of her tongue darted out over her lush lower lip, making Vic even more determined. He began to rapidly unbutton her blouse.

  “Take off your skirt,” he demanded once he’d tossed aside her blouse.

  He just stared at her for several long, cock-throbbing moments after she’d dropped her skirt on top of her blouse. The peach colored silk panties covered about as much of her trim little bush as the triangles of silk that covered her small, thrusting breasts. She wore a matching garter belt that highlighted the shape of her thighs as well as the healthy glow of her honey-colored skin. Her stomach was smooth and flat. He knew from experience that he could span her waist with his hands. He loved the way her hips swelled into a taut, feminine curve, promising a welcome harbor for his cock despite her petite proportions.

  “You make my mouth water, baby.” His jaw clenched when he glanced up and saw that witch’s smile on her lips.

  “Push your bra down beneath your nipples.”

  He watched as she did what he asked. Her little breasts thrust proudly from the plane of her chest, easily keeping the cups below the tender flesh. The sight of her fat, dark pink nipples poking out of the silk made his cock surge like a snake at the strike. He instinctively reached up to stroke himself as he stepped toward Niall, desperate to sooth the beast within. He spread his thighs, bringing himself down closer to Niall’s level, and leaned down.

  “Hmmmm,” he groaned in primitive satisfaction after slipping a plump nipple into his mouth and beginning to suck greedily. Niall writhed against him, trying to increase the pressure of his body against her. In order to fix her into place while he feasted on her breasts, he grabbed her wrists and pushed them against the door above her head. The sounds of her moans and whimpers spiced the boiling brew of his arousal.

  He suckled on her until his cock felt like it was going to burst. When he leaned back, keeping Niall’s wrists pinned over her head, and inspected the results of his endeavors, he couldn’t unfasten his pants quickly enough. He shoved them down around his thighs along with his boxer briefs. His cock felt tight and ponderous when he fisted it. It surged in his hand when he noticed Niall’s large hazel eyes fixed on it.

  He released her wrists. When she met his gaze he merely glanced downward . . . that was all. And sweet, sexy Niall sank to her knees for him.

  “Wait,” he rasped when her hand encircled his shaft. “I want you to use only your mouth. Put both of your hands behind your head.”

  His nostrils flared in feral arousal when she followed his instructions and her erect, swollen nipples poked out from her bra even more prominently in her new position. The silence had weight as they both watched while he wrapped her pearl necklace around his cock just below mid-staff, pulling it tight at the side. A desperate little moan leaked past Niall’s lips when he moved his hand, rolling the hard, cool globes back and forth on his erection.

  His hand rose, cradling Niall’s head at the back, below where her fingers laced together. “Suck down to the pearls, baby. Wherever I put them, I want your lips kissing them. Do you understand?”

  The combination of the stimulation from the rolling pearls and her huge, sexy eyes looking up at him almost made the instructions unnecessary. He was going to have to start blindfolding her when she gave him head.

  “Niall?” he prompted when she didn’t answer immediately.

  She nodded quickly.

  He rolled her pearls down to the ridge beneath the head of his cock.

  “Open,” he ordered tensely. He gripped her hair in his hands, holding her steady, wanting to penetrate her instead of having her enfold him. Her lips immediately closed around him in a tight hold. He grunted in primal pleasure at the sensation of the tip of his cock sliding along her warm tongue. She began to flutter her tongue everywhere on the head while he stroked himself with the pearls.

  Shit. He wasn’t going to be able to take much of this. But while he could, he was going to squeeze out every last bit of the pleasure.

  He pulled the pearls back several inches on his cock. Without waiting for her to come to him he flexed his ass, sliding his cock into Niall’s warm mouth until her widely spread lips bumped against the pearls. He’d let her take the initiative once the pearls were rolling on the back half of his cock. But right now she could easily manage a face fuck.

  “That’s a good girl,” he muttered thickly. “Hold still while I fuck your pretty mouth.” She stared up at him while he pumped between her lips. As usual the sight drove him a little crazy. His grip on her pearls tightened slightly and the pace of his moving hand increased. After a moment of plunging between her lips he stilled inside her mouth and beat at his cock with the gems. Niall moaned shakily as the pearls gently slapped against her lips. He could tell by the expression in her eyes that she liked it almost as much as he did.

  He rolled the pearls back to mid-staff and waited. She dipped her head forward, pushing him to the back of her mouth. Her lips tapped against the pearls after she’d pulsed him in and out between her lips three times. Vic kept still and watched her for a minute while she slid back and forth on his cock. She looked so beautiful with her cheeks hollowed out as she applied a healthy suck. Her eyes shone with lust as she gazed up at him.

  “Come on back, baby,” he whispered hoarsely a minute later as he rolled her pearls to the back half of his cock. He took a step back with his right thigh so that he could stroke himself with the pearls unhindered, without bumping into his thigh. He both saw and felt the moment when the tip of his cock slipped into Niall’s muscular throat, stimulating her gag reflex. She flinched at the contraction of her throat, but then he saw her breathe deeply through her nose, calming herself.

  “Yeah, that’s it,” he praised as she accustomed herself to his presence and began to move up and down on him in a sleek, rapid rhythm. Since she couldn’t easily balance herself without the help of her hands, he gripped his fingers tightly in her hair, making sure that as her movements became more strenuous, she didn’t fall forward on him and choke herself.

  He couldn’t take much more of this exquisite torture. His cock felt like it was going to burst through the stretched, tight skin that covered it. A burning sensation began to grow at the base of his spine, warning him that orgasm hovered close. He rolled the pearls back to within an inch of his balls. Sweat coated his abdomen and neck. His breath came harsh and ragged as he watched Niall struggle to take him deeper.

  “Shhh,” he murmured, rubbing her head to soothe her when she made a choking noise and her eyes filled with tears. The expression in her gaze told him that she was determined, however. That, along with the lust glazing her eyes, made Vic’s muscles clench tight with unbearable tension.

  “Ahhhh . . . fuck, that’s good,” he grated out between rigid jaws several seconds later when she took him down her throat in one sinuous stroke. Her lips tapped against the pearls. She purred in satisfaction, vibrating into his flesh before she slid him out of her muscular channel.

  It was too much. Vic backed out of her, sliding his entire length between the tight clamp of her lips, gaspin
g loudly at the exquisite sensation.

  “Open wide,” he demanded.

  He placed the fat head of his cock on her tongue and rolled the pearls down to the sensitive area just below the thick rim. His arm moved rapidly as he jacked himself with the creamy, hard globes. He groaned gutturally as his cum jetted onto Niall’s red tongue.

  In retrospect, he was glad that he didn’t shatter the strand that held Niall’s pearls at that moment, because he pumped himself so forcefully with them while he came. His cock jerked viciously despite his tight hold, spraying his semen into Niall’s mouth and onto her widely spread lips, providing ample lubrication for the rolling pearls.

  He gasped wildly for air as he fell forward, catching himself on the door with an outstretched hand. His face tightened in pleasure when Niall closed her lips around him and slid his cock into her mouth, fluttering her tongue over the hypersensitive flesh, causing small post-orgasmic detonations to go off in his shuddering body.

  “Jesus Fucking Christ, that felt good,” he muttered incoherently as he met Niall’s gaze.

  When he felt her lips tighten around him in a smile, he straightened and reached for her.

  “Come here, little witch,” he whispered gruffly.

  A soft whimper of loss vibrated Niall’s throat when Vic pulled his still ample sex from her hungry mouth. She couldn’t get over how much it aroused her to suck on his cock. Oral sex had certainly been a part of her and Stephen’s repertoire for making love, but those experiences didn’t begin to compare to the mindless excitement she felt when she took Vic’s cock into her mouth. It drove her into a literal sexual frenzy to know that she gave him so much pleasure.

  Ripples of excitement spread from her belly down to her sex, resulting in a friction-demanding burn at her clit when she registered the gleam in Vic’s eye.

  She was next.

  Just thinking about what Vic could do to her with his mouth made her vagina tighten almost painfully. Despite her body’s wild excitement and requirement for oxygen, her breath stuck in her lungs when Vic pushed her against the door and started to lower over her. He paused at her breasts, sucking a nipple between his teeth and biting down enough to gently scrape the sensitive flesh, making Niall cry out at the agony of the intense pleasure.

  When he finally knelt before her, his dark head hovering just inches away from her silk-clad sex, Niall pushed at his head, frantic with anticipation. He didn’t immediately put his mouth on her, however. Instead, he reached up and pinched the silk of her panties until a half-inch-wide bunch of cloth pressed tightly between her swollen labia, down across the sensitive tissues near the opening of her pussy, even stimulating her asshole.

  He looked up at her with blazing eyes as he began to lightly jerk the taut cloth against her. Niall moaned shakily at the sensation. Her clit burned. The soles of her feet sizzled in sympathy. He altered his movements slightly to include a horizontal motion as well as a vertical one, working the cloth of her panties between her lips, tugging it up and down on her erect clit. Through her weighted eyelids she saw him mouth a curse when the wet, squishy sounds of the fabric moving in her juices reached both of their ears at once.

  The hand that still had her pearls laced between his fingers separated her labia.

  He covered her with his mouth, sucking on her sensitive tissues and her soaked panties at once, flexing his jaw, seemingly dying of thirst for the taste of her cream. He must have sensed that she teetered right on the edge of orgasm, because he went straight for the kill. His tongue laved her clit warmly and then stabbed at it repeatedly. When her knees weakened he squeezed the lower curve of her ass into his palm, fixing her in place, forcing her to take every last tremor of pleasure that he gave her.

  Niall blasted into another realm. She could think of no better way to describe what happened to her. When she came to partial awareness, she realized that the back of her head thudded against the door in the same tempo that shocks of orgasm convulsed her body. The sensation felt so overwhelming that she desperately sank her fingers into Vic’s thick hair and tried to pull him away from her pussy. But he only glanced up at her with a white-hot expression of furious lust, released her sex lips, stilled her tugging hand at the wrist, and continued to lick and suck at her clit relentlessly. He must have known that she would survive the powerful explosions, because they did eventually wane.

  Still, while Niall experienced the most potent of those blasts, she wouldn’t have made the bet that survival was inevitable.

  His voice brought her back to herself, as did his lips pressing warmly to her thighs.

  “You’re so sweet, baby. Nobody comes like you,” he muttered roughly between kisses. “Nobody.”

  Niall watched him through slitted eyelids. He moved his face between her spread thighs, soothing and igniting her flesh. His gray eyes met hers, his gaze striking her as both demanding and comforting at once.

  “Are you all right?” he whispered next to her thigh before he nipped at the skin lightly.

  “Yes,” Niall whispered shakily. Her vagina squeezed tight, desperate for something to fill it when he smiled.

  “Good. Because I’m going to make you come again with these.”

  “No,” Niall whispered anxiously when he held up her pearls. She wasn’t sure she could take another orgasm like that. His eyes gleamed with arousal and mischief.

  “Why not? Don’t you like it when I make you burn?”

  “Yes, but . . .”

  She paused, her mouth hanging open when he reached up with both hands and ripped her panties apart as if they were made of tissue paper.

  “Vic!”

  “It’s okay,” he assured her, a naughty grin showing off his dead sexy off-center front tooth. “I’ll buy you more. Pretty little peach ones . . .” He leaned forward and kissed her damp, flushed folds. Niall groaned. “Silk.” He tilted his head and sent his tongue between her labia in a quick, teasing, wet swipe against her clit. “Pixie-sized,” he continued as he nuzzled her swollen lips with his nose, breathing her deeply at the same time.

  “Small, not pix—oh, Vic . . . ah, God, that feels good.” She pressed her hand to the back of his head as he jabbed his tongue several times rapidly between her labia. “More!”

  But instead of giving her what she begged for, he leaned back and once again separated her sex lips, exposing her red, glistening clit. Niall shuddered in anticipation when he lifted her pearls. A whimper slipped past her lips when he laced the hard, cool little globes between her labia. He pinched the sensitive folds together tightly.

  His eyes met hers when he pulled up on the pearls. Niall jerked like a puppet at the end of a string.

  “Shhhh,” Vic soothed, watching her face as though he saw something fascinating there. The pearls rolled with a hard pressure against her clit. He pulled on the bottom end, making her gasp in pleasure on the downward slide. He began to pull her prized gems back and forth gently, agitating her clit until it burned. Her hips began to bob up and down in order to increase the divine pressure.

  He laughed softly. “Your pearls aren’t so prim and proper now. You like this, don’t you?”

  Niall’s eyes closed as the intensity of the burn magnified.

  “Answer me.”

  “Yes,” Niall whispered. Her hips jerked uncontrollably against the pearls that he put to such wicked use. An unbearably excited tingling sensation spread from the nerve-packed flesh that Vic abused and agitated to such stunning effect up her spine and down to the burning soles of her feet.

  Vic smiled as he leaned forward and inhaled her pussy scent. Niall gritted her teeth in agonized pleasure as he increased the pace of the sliding pearls. He lapped lightly with his tongue at her sex lips. “Hmmm . . . those pearls are getting a nice seasoning.”

  Niall whimpered as her hips bucked wildly. She’d never felt so helpless, so at the mercy of her desire. It was like her entire body consisted of one exposed, raw nerve.

  He stabbed his stiffened tongue between her folds as he
continued to roll the pearls against her clit. Niall cried out sharply at the indescribable sensation. She held his head in a white-knuckled grip. Just when her muscles went rigid in the rictus of orgasm she felt him push one of his fingers into her ass. He penetrated her fully, and rubbed at the same time the first blast of climax ripped through her.

  Niall almost choked on her pleasure as she came, completely helpless as a violent orgasm shook and shuddered through her body.

  “That’s my girl,” she heard Vic murmuring hoarsely a minute later. She realized dazedly that he was carrying her to his bedroom. She just lay on the end of his bed in a post-orgasmic stupor as she watched him hastily remove his clothes. He moved with a quick, frantic quality that she couldn’t quite comprehend in her spent state. The heavy pillar of his cock jutted out before him, stiff and tight and beautiful as he rolled on a condom.

  Her vagina contracted hungrily and Niall suddenly understood his desperation fully.

  Vic looked a little intimidating as he came down over her, a grim expression on his handsome face. Her eyes widened when he grabbed her wrists and fixed them above her head with one hand. She saw him stare at her nipples as they poked up when her back arched slightly off the bed. She still wore her bra, even though the cloth remained below her breasts, pushing the flesh and reddened nipples up into a lewd display.

  “What are you going to get for teasing me with those pearls?” Vic asked with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

  Niall licked her lower lip as her eyes lowered to Vic’s enormous erection where it bobbed between their bodies.

  “F . . . fucked?” she asked with a combination of anxiety and excitement.

  His eyes smoldered. He moved up, bumping the wide head of his cock against her wet, tender tissues. “Your little pussy is gonna be fucked hard,” he corrected softly. His hips flexed, pressing his penis into her entry. “Open your legs wide, baby. I want in.”

  Niall spread her thighs along the cool, soft bedspread. She moaned as Vic pulsed his cock against her narrow channel, demanding she accept him. She gasped at the sensation of the thick rim beneath the head slipping into her body, rubbing and agitating the nerve-packed flesh. God, that defined, fat knob of his cock was going to kill her someday with pleasure.