British Bad Boys: A Bad Boy Romance Boxed Set

by Marissa Farrar

  “Fuck, you look hot, spread out on my bed with your arse penetrated. I think we can fill you up a little more don’t you baby?”

  Raine nodded, desperate for him.

  Tommy positioned himself behind her, pushing her thighs further apart so that he could see her soft, wet pussy, glistening with her desire for him.

  “That’s it baby,” he growled as he eased the wide end of his cock into her cunt. Christ, she was warm and wet. He could feel the vibrations from the toy in her arse as he slipped deeper inside her.

  She was whimpering, her legs shaking, as he thrust into her, hard and fast. His fingers slipped underneath her, pinching her clit, rubbing two fingers either side of it, fucking her into the bed.

  Raine was oblivious to anything other than the sensations centred on her arse, her pussy and her clit. She had never been so aroused, it felt as though she was in a perpetual orgasm, wave after wave of pleasure racking her body. She pushed back against him, the intense pleasure of his shaft against her G-spot, making her wail.

  Tommy held her down, fucking her, his thrusts so hard and powerful she shifted across the bed, so that every now and then his strong hands had to drag her back into position. He enjoyed the view, her soft curves against his black sheets, loving the way she gripped the pillow in front of her as he teased her clit. He watched himself slide in and out, teasing her pussy then slamming back between her swollen slit.

  He was close, holding back to pleasure Raine, but he wasn’t going to last much longer. He turned up the vibrations, and smiled as she gripped tighter onto the bed. He tweaked her clit again, stroking and teasing as he watched her legs quivering.

  “That’s it baby,” he growled, “You like that don’t you?” He thrust into her again. “You look so beautiful with your cunt and arse full. I want to see you come for me. I want to watch your pretty little pussy twitching around my cock.”

  She was powerless against his relentless fucking, spread so wide her legs ached and with a wail she came hard, her juices squirting around his cock.

  “Fuck, Raine,” he said, her orgasm pulsing around him, tight and wet, tipping him over the edge too and with a grunt he let himself go, pulling out and coating her quivering cheeks with his hot spunk.

  He closed his eyes and stroked his hand down his shaft, the last drops of cum dripping over Raine. He eased the vibrator out of her and switched it off. The quiet enveloped them, the only sound Raine’s soft gasps as she caught her breath. Tommy handed her a towel and watched as she cleaned herself up, enjoying the way her body moved as she did.

  Putting the towel down, hugging herself, suddenly feeling exposed as she stood in his huge bedroom, she wondered what he would do now. Was he going to send her home, or would he ask her to stay? As ridiculous as it seemed, after all she knew his reputation and she had gone into this with her eyes wide open, she wanted him to wrap his arms around her and tell her she was different to all the other girls.

  “You’re shivering,” he said, “come ‘ere.” He pulled back the duvet and got in, waiting for her to join him, holding her close to his body to warm her up.

  “We should get some sleep sweetheart,” he said, “you did really well tonight but I have a lot more planned for you, and you’ll need your strength.”

  Raine smiled as he turned off the lamp, snuggling into his strong arms.

  “I can’t wait,” she whispered, as Tommy dropped a soft kiss on her forehead. She felt the irony, as she realised she felt safer than she had in a long time, wrapped in the arms of one of London’s most vicious gangsters.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Revelations

  Raine woke to find Tommy watching her. She blushed, remembering how he had made her come last night and his promise of more today.

  “You look like an angel when you’re asleep,” he said. “I really wanted to wake you up with my cock in your mouth but then I thought ‘hold on Tommy, this girl is a lady’ and I thought I’d wait ‘til you opened your eyes.” He winked at her.

  Raine giggled. Somehow he managed to make that sentence sound romantic, and she reached out to stroke her hands over his broad chest. He had a smattering of dark hair around his nipples and across the centre of his chest which extended down over his stomach. Raine traced it all the way down to where his cock was standing to attention. His skin was soft and warm and she curled into the crook of his arm.

  “You have a lot of scars,” she said, tracing a long white one from the bottom of his nipple to the middle of his stomach.

  “There’s a lot of people out there who don’t like me,” he said simply.

  “I don’t like to think of you getting hurt,” she said, kissing him hungrily as his hands wandered across her body.

  “I can handle myself, babe, you don’t need to worry. Besides I have my boys to do my dirty work these days. It’s been a while since I had to get my knuckles bloody for anything more than a minor misdemeanour.”

  As he spoke he pinched her nipples, making her gasp as a bolt of lust shot through her.

  “Too hard?” he asked and she shook her head. He pinched harder and she bit her lip, shaking her head again. Tommy increased the pressure and Raine moaned, her leg wrapping around him, her body desperate for him.

  “Looks like you have a high pain threshold. That should make things even more interesting when we start to play.”

  “I want to play today,” she murmured against his lips as he twisted her nipple, ducking his head to take it into his mouth. His hands gripped her arse and held her to him as he nipped and teased, making her cry out.

  “What would you like to play, my beautiful girl?” he asked, his voice husky with desire. “How can I pleasure you this morning?”

  “I don’t know, Tommy,” she whispered, “I just know that I want you to make me feel as wanton and desired as you did last night. Show me the dark side of your kinks and let me see the real you. I want to see into your soul.”

  “Do you think you can handle it?” he asked and Raine kissed him again.

  “There’s only one way to find out, but I think I need this, Tommy. I need to know how far you can take this so that I know if I can let myself fall for you.”

  “If you can handle my kinks, babe, then I think I might start falling for you too.”

  Raine smiled up at him and they kissed, a deep intense kiss that took her breath away.”

  “I need you, Tommy,” she whispered.

  “In which case, come with me.” He got up and took her hand, leading her out of the bedroom and back into the open plan space where he had made her come against the backdrop of London the night before.

  In the daylight she could see that there were harnesses and pieces of furniture that looked like they were specifically for sex play. A frisson of excitement ran through her body. What was he going to do to her? There was a camera on a tripod in the corner and he walked her over to the huge sheepskin rug in front of it.

  “Lie down,” he commanded, and she did as she was told. He positioned her, legs spread wide, arms above her head and bound her wrist with a deep red rope. He lifted her head gently and blindfolded her, the smooth silk tight around her face, her dark hair tumbling across the rug and around her shoulders.

  Raine could feel herself getting wet. The sensory deprivation of the blindfold heightened her sense of touch and the soft fibres of the rug tickled the skin on her bum, turning her on. The light from the floor to ceiling windows reminded her that anyone could see in and watch what they were doing which aroused her even more.

  She flinched as she felt something soft stroking her chest.

  “It’s a light flogger,” Tommy said, “more of a sting than a deep pain, but I think you’ll enjoy it.” He trailed it over her breasts and then with a swish he brought it down across first one and then the other. Raine moaned, as a warmth spread through her nipples and her clit pulsed between her legs as though it had been the lucky recipient of the whip.

  Tommy brought it down again, over and over, six
more times.

  “That’s what I like to see, baby, your skin pinks up beautifully. You have no idea how hot you look with my marks all over you.”

  As Tommy spoke he moved her legs, bending her knees so that her pussy was exposed, a slick of juices making it glisten in the morning sunlight.

  “I think you’re enjoying this my naughty girl,” he said, watching as her pussy twitched. He brought the flogger down across her clit and watched her jump and squeal, a wide grin on his face.

  “That’s it babe, that feels good doesn’t it?”

  Raine nodded, pushing her hips up towards him, wanting to feel it again and again. Tommy obliged, with three more swift spanks with its soft leather tails.

  “Don’t move,” he said, picking up the camera again. The light was perfect and he shot several pictures, capturing the pink of her skin, the wetness of her cunt and her soft lips parted as he pinched her nipples again to make her gasp.

  Checking the pictures and satisfied with the results, he lifted her to her feet.

  “This way,” he directed, leading her across the room.

  Her legs bumped against something hard and smooth and she gasped as Tommy bent her over it. He spread her legs and knelt behind her. She was sure that he could smell her desire as he shackled her ankles to the legs of the stool and proving her right, he buried his face in her cunt inhaling her musk. Raine moaned, unable to move but desperate for him to lick her or fuck her.

  Instead she was left bereft as she heard him stand back and then the click of the camera as he took more pictures. Being bent over and exposed to his lens was so hot. Raine imagined there were others there, watching him as he pleasured her and found that it turned her on to think like that. She wondered if he would show the photos to anyone. She wondered if he had been to many sex parties and whether he would take her. She had never realised her exhibitionist side was there but now that she was exploring it she wanted more.

  “The flogger was just for starters,” he said. “Now I’m going to use the paddle to really spank you, babe. I need you to have a safe word, because if this gets too much you need to tell me to stop. Let’s say ‘Fantasia’?”

  Raine giggled. “That should definitely cool things down.”

  “Okay, sweetheart, brace yourself.”

  Tommy brought the paddle down hard across her arse with a crack. For a second Raine felt nothing and then a hot sharp pain drove through her cheek. She gasped but at the same time she felt her juices flow and her exposed pussy was hot and wet.

  “Again,” she moaned.

  Tommy didn’t hesitate, the paddle spanking down, three, four, five more times until Raine was half sobbing with pain and the desperate need to be fucked.

  He stopped and again the camera clicked and whirred behind her. Tommy stroked his hand gently over her hot skin and she winced. He put the camera down and helped her to stand, untying her ankles. He led her back to the huge windows and let her lean against them for a moment to cool her bum. Then he pulled her towards him again.

  “Put your hands above your head,” he murmured against her ear as he held her body against his. She could feel his erection pushing against her paddle sore skin and she wriggled against him, desperate to have him inside her.

  “Not yet,” he said, securing her wrists together and suspending her from a rope so that her feet just touched the floor. It tugged on the muscles in her shoulders and she tiptoed in front of him, trying not to spin on the rope. He knelt in front of her and spreading her legs again, he tied her to a spreader bar.

  “Now I have you exactly where I want you,” he said, “all helpless and hot for me. What will I do to you next, baby.”

  “Anything,” Raine said, her voice desperate and pleading. “You can do anything you want to me.”

  Tommy knelt in front of her and cupped her arse making her wince a little. She soon forgot the pain as he pulled her against his face and licked her from her clit all the way to her arse, delving his tongue between her hot, sticky folds.

  Her head fell back, and she let the rope take her weight as he twisted and turned her, licking, tasting, nipping at her clit until her legs were shaking. He moved away and she wailed, so close to orgasm.

  “Tommy,” she moaned, “please?”

  He took some more photos.

  Then something hard was pushed into her mouth and buckled around her head. The gag forced her lips apart and made her drool.

  “You are so fucking sexy, babe,” he said taking close ups of her face.

  Raine made a noise, the gag not allowing her to speak.

  “I want you, Raine,” he whispered, his breath warm against her cheek, “but first I’m going to make you squeal. I’m going to push you to your limits until you’re begging me to let you come.”

  Spinning her around, he spanked her arse with his palm and let her spin back to face him.

  “Ever played with a wand?” he asked and Raine shook her head.

  “I think you’ll like it. And tied like that I think we can have some fun with it.”

  Raine waited as he fetched it, the ache in her shoulders making her nipples so hard they hurt. She thought about Tommy pinching them in bed earlier and her clit pulsed.

  “I think while we play, I should introduce you to a couple of my favourite toys,” he said and she heard the clanking of metal and what sounded like a chain.

  “Hold very still,” he said and took her breast in his hand, gently attaching a nipple clamp to a taut pink peak. Raine moaned. It was as if he had read her mind and she waited as he attached the second one. Tommy adjusted the tension until she was moaning, tears in her eyes, the cool of the chain between them fluttering between her breasts. Then he dropped to his knees in front of her again.

  The clank of the metal was back and she flinched as a cold, slick ball was slipped inside her heated slit, followed by a second. She felt full, the balls heavy inside her and as Tommy kneaded her arse she felt them move, the sensation flooding her body.

  “Now for the main attraction,” he said and he switched on the wand.

  At first he teased her, letting it massage her thighs, her stomach, dancing around where she wanted, needed it, until she was begging him through the gag, drool dripping all over her chin, her legs shaking as the balls rolled inside her, the vibrations of the wand making them jiggle.

  Tommy grinned, loving to see her in such a state of arousal. This is what he loved, this is what turned him on and the fact that Raine was so into it too, was incredible. Most girls humoured him but she was enjoying this as much as he did. He watched her as he applied the wand directly onto her clit making her twitch and jump and he felt himself let go a little. Maybe she could be the one to make him happy again.

  He moved the wand, the vibration moving between her clit and her pussy, making the balls vibrate too. Raine was lost, hanging between orgasm and not wanting this to ever end. Tommy held it down on her clit and ramped up the power and she knew she couldn’t hold it much longer. With a low moan, her whole body shaking, her orgasm claimed her and Tommy watched as her juices dripped down over the wand. He put it down and with a swift movement, removed the jiggle balls, popping one then the other into his mouth to taste her.

  Then he stood up, spun her around and lifted her onto his cock. She was fully suspended and he gripped her hips, plunging into her hard and fast. He unclipped the gag and undid the blindfold, giving her a view over London as he fucked her. Raine gazed across the city and wondered who was watching him violate her body like this. She felt him tense just before he came, and she cried out his name as he growled hers, his cock throbbing inside her, his hot spunk filling her until he pulled out and it splattered onto the floor. He wiped his cock across her arse and left her suspended, dripping, shaking, a mess while he picked up the camera and immortalised their filthy coupling for all time.

  ***

  Tommy sat back and Raine lowered herself between his legs into the bath, letting him wrap his arms around her as the hot water soothed h
er aching muscles.

  “So do you think you can handle me, Raine Madden?” he asked. He realised he was scared she would say ‘no’ and he held his breath as she thought about it.

  “I think more of a question is ‘can you handle me’, Tommy White? That was just my first taste of what you like, and I loved every minute of it. Now I want more. I want you to push me to my limits.”

  “If that’s the truth, then I think I might love you, babe,” he whispered against her ear.

  “I think I might love you too, Tommy,” she smiled, “but if you fuck me over I will fuck you up.”

  Tommy grinned at the words he’d said to her the first time they’d talked in his office. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, baby.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Falling

  For the next few days, Raine stayed over at Tommy’s. They went to the club together and they came home together. Raine shut out the real world and ignored the nagging worry that Archie was watching her. Sometimes Tommy had to go back out to “take care of business,” but he always came home to her, and he always woke her up with either his tongue, his fingers or his cock. Raine had never been so happy, or so tired, her arse bruised from his strong hands or his implements of torture. She began to think that she could actually be happy, that Archie would leave her alone to get on with her life.

  Some nights Tommy came home, his shirt bloody, his hands cut and she would bathe him, looking after her man with a blowjob or riding him like a cowgirl until he gripped her hips and threw her down on her back, fucking the tension out of his muscled body.

  ***

  A few days later, she was up early, sitting at the breakfast bar in one of his white shirts, drinking an espresso from his fancy coffee machine. Tommy came up behind her, moved her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck, nibbling gently as she relaxed against his sleep-warmed body.