by Wild, Nikki
“Oh god, Lex,” I murmured with satisfaction as he boldly maintained eye contact with my half-lidded gaze.
I squirmed beneath his touch as he continued to ply my body with pleasure. His tongue deftly stroked my puckered nub, the teeth grazing lightly and tugging at the tiny, pink peak. I held his head close as he pleased me, every last lap of his tongue against my nipple causing a new shudder in my mind…
His palm squeezed against my other breast, the fingers outstretching across the supple flesh. He pinched the other nipple between his digits, rolling it slowly, tugging upward, and I exhaled a surprising little moan.
“You like that, hmm?” He asked confidently, already knowing the answer as he released my peak from his teeth.
“Mm-hmm,” I nodded quietly.
“Not very convincing,” he grinned wickedly, before diving back down to slip his mouth over my breast, sucking in my nipple once again. I felt his tongue gliding across the peak and moaned with delight, my arms squeezing his face down against my flesh even tighter.
He pulled back afterwards, running his fingernails down my sides as his face disappeared between my knees.
“Much better,” I heard him chuckle, before he shouldered my thighs and lunged down towards my sex.
“Lex… fuck…”
His soft, cocky chuckle rolled over my exposed, wet pussy as his tongue married itself into my folds. I valiantly tried to keep my hips down against the sheets, but his deft maneuvers were too tastefully sinful for me to maintain my composure for long.
With my fingers wrapped in his hair, my palms pressing down against his head, I coerced him to burrow down deeper. Lex’s fingertips dug into the flesh of my thighs as he held them braced around his head, pinching into my skin and eliciting only more rapturous moans from my lips.
“You are way too good at this,” I sighed contently between mindless moans.
He only chuckled again, lifting his face just enough to slip his tongue against my aching clit.
I felt my body quiver with delight. The pressure was so good, and he was so great at what he was doing…
Mindlessly, I released my grip on his hair, clutching at my breasts, or the bedding, or whatever I could get my hands on. I alternated, clenching onto anything that would help me writhe in pleasure beneath the expert flicking of his wet, stiffened tongue.
Lex varied the movements and pressures against the bead of my passion, finally slipping away to kiss along the insides of my thighs again. I yearned for more, needed more, but he knew just how much teasing I really needed…
And that’s when he grabbed my legs and effortlessly pulled me down the bed towards him, his eyes wild with lust.
“I need you, Riley,” he murmured huskily as he planted the head of his cock against the lips of my wet, hungry pussy. “I need you so badly…”
“I need you too, Lex,” I nodded with primal, lustful intent. “Please, just fuck me…”
He rolled the crimson head along the lips, exciting my nerve endings but unwilling to push in where I needed him. All the while, he kept his sexy half-smirk across his lips, one eyebrow rising to mock me.
“Dammit, you’re such a tease…” I groaned.
“Only because I know you love it.” He winked, holding his massive scepter still against my sex, daring me with his eyes to argue.
“Oh god, do I…”
Before I could register the movement, he was pushing deep into my chasm now, his huge cock eagerly taking ground deep within me. I was already starting to adjust to his mammoth size from our weeks of sexual encounters, and I was able to take more of him in on the first go…
“Oh fuck, Lex… god, I can’t believe you haven’t already torn me apart…”
“Honestly, I can’t either,” he grinned mischievously, but his own lustful gaze told me that his mind was already starting to melt with feral, animalistic need.
He wouldn’t be coherent for long.
Then again… neither would I.
His hands clenched down onto my shoulders, pinning me beneath him as he slowly rocked his hips against mine. I knew how to relax myself against him now, letting in another inch with each wet, tender thrust, until he was finally hilting himself against my pelvis.
“Like a glove,” I murmured softly.
“Like an oven,” he groaned in correction.
His clear, wanton satisfaction only spurred me on, and I felt my arousal reach new, incredible peaks. I was now meeting his rolling hips with gusto, craving his flesh against mine and his body within my own more and more…
Lex growled with electric, crushing bliss as he rocked against me, his body dropping to steady itself against my own, but not heavy enough to crush it. He supported himself on one elbow as he pressed a palm against the headboard, keeping me trapped beneath his mighty, rippling muscles.
I loved the weight and the pressure. Just enough to let me easily breathe, but not enough to crush or discomfort me.
My hands rolled down his back, fingernails scratching down into the flesh. His lustful groan of approval only spurred me on, and I slipped my ankles over his calves and clutched onto this magnificent, sexy man with every drop of strength in my body.
…Well, until his penetrating thrusts drove me wild a little too long, and I felt the building pressure of an incredible orgasm. My moans evolved into something greater, something feral, as I clenched against his body and felt every inch of me seize up in anticipation.
“Oh god, just like that,” I begged. “Harder. Faster. Please, Lex, don’t stop… don’t… don’t…”
As the blinding climax struck my mind and released every ounce of tension within my body, I came with enough force to knock the wind out of my body.
Lex slowed for a moment, taking the instance to regain his breath as I sank down into the bedding in complete elation. Before I could get too comfortable, though, he was swinging me around onto my knees, facing away from him.
“Ooh... a bit rough, are we?”
He growled in my ear, nipping the lobe and earning a shudder down my spine. As he prepared to mount me from behind, I placed my palms against the headboard, throwing him a sexy little lip-bite over my shoulder.
“Take me, Lex,” I murmured. “Take me now.”
That’s all the guidance he needed.
I felt his cock thrust deep into my soaked, ready pussy, and I bit down to keep from howling with pleasure. He was like someone possessed – powerfully dominating my hips, one hand clasped around my waist, the fingers biting into the skin as the other clasped down onto my shoulder the same way.
With every intention to meet the force of his need, I tried to rock my hips against his. Honestly, though… he was so incredibly fierce, controlling such a fast tempo, that I could barely keep up.
Instead, I allowed him to dominate me, continuously crashing against my hips with jaw-dropping intensity.
“Goddammit, Lex, that’s so…”
“Am I hurting you?” He asked, pausing in mid-stroke. “I’m not hurting you, am I?”
The tenderness made my heart sing just a little, but I instead flashed him another sexy little look. “No, not at all… it feels so good, beneath your touch…”
“Good,” he murmured hungrily, his eyes closing as he leaned his face back again. He gave me another powerful thrust, then continued: “That’s what I like to hear.”
He slipped back into powerfully fucking me, and I groaned with unending fulfillment.
“Oh Lex, you’re so hot when you fuck me like that… I love feeling your hot, throbbing cock inside my wet pussy…”
He growled with contentment, picking up the speed just a touch. Obviously, he really did like what he was hearing…
“Please come for me, Lex. Come inside me. You know how badly I want it…”
His rippling arms tightened, and his fingers pressed ever harder into my skin. I almost yelped with pain, but soothed it to an excited, passionate squeal. The last thing I wanted to do was make him stop, and knowing how carefu
lly he monitored my pleasure, willing to stop fucking me on a dime…
“Please give it all to me, Lex… every last drop inside you. I need it… I crave it…”
That seemed to do the trick.
His movements grew erratic, uncontrollable. Lex lost his grip on himself, rocking his hips against mine over and over, his heavy balls slapping against my skin as he visibly prepared for his own, stunning climax…
But his cock was pressing against my center so perfectly, and I loved being fucked in this position…
It was inevitable that I was about to come, myself. I steeled myself, shifting my weight against the headboard as I clenched up. Finally, the building tension shoved me off the precipice, leaving my gasping body moaning with complete orgasmic pleasure as I came hard against his hips, over and over.
As I burst through the multiple climaxes, Lex finally seized up, his limbs locking as he buried his rock-hard erection as hard into my slickened chasm as it would go. He let loose a roar, and I felt rope after rope of his thick, hot seed spurt into my body, surging deep inside.
After we came together, we collapsed down to the bedding and sheets, fulfilled and brought to the brink of satisfaction.
I nestled up against him as he rolled onto his back, completely spent from the consummation of our love. I felt his heart beating powerfully beneath his ribcage as my head slipped into place, and his arm wrapped around me.
“You mean the world to me,” I heard him whisper as the throes of sleep came for me. All I could do was nod, quietly murmuring my agreement.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you too, Riley.”
I felt safe.
I felt secure.
And I felt like the world was truly ours.
Epilogue
Riley
Six Months Later
As far as proposals go, dragging Gloria Van Lark into court was a pretty damned good way to get me to agree.
She had been true to her word, going to extreme lengths to sabotage my career. Gallery after gallery pulled my work. Lex kept me levelheaded through all of this. We were just gathering the evidence we needed.
The case was still tied up in court, but the world-renowned curator had lost a tremendous amount of influence in the art community, and her reputation was irreversibly tarnished as the truth of her escapades came out. Even if her lawyers were able to wheedle her out of any of the charges against her, despite her admissions, Gloria Van Lark would never enjoy even half the power she’d previously wielded.
And things were turning around quickly for my work… As it just so turned out… the Spinnoc museum was owned by an art collective known as the Reinholdt Group. The founder, Charles Reinholdt, had dedicated his life and his great fortune to preserving priceless art across the world for many decades. With Gloria out of the way, the Reinholdt Group reached out to me directly.
My work made it to the Spinnoc after all…
Lex helped pulled a few strings and landed me a functional visa so we’d have time to set up a proper wedding. It beat getting hitched in Vegas…
My friends had taken my move overseas better than I could have expected… Connor and Reiko started dating not long after I left, and the two of them still come visit every once in a while.
They make a cute couple. Independent, working hard on their businesses together…
Connor even has a second location in the works.
On the day that Gloria Van Lark was marched into court, Lex proposed to me in front of the courthouse with one of the most beautiful rings I had ever seen. I couldn’t possibly say no to such a stunning declaration, and I agreed on the spot – under the condition that we take the engagement slow, and truly come to learn each other.
He didn’t see a problem with that… But he seemed to want to do most of his learning in the bedroom.
I didn’t see a problem with that either…
And Lex?
Lex Lambert is still the same smug, confident, world-class football player that he was before. He still leads the English National team, although the team manager saw to it that a certain backstabbing rival was dishonorably removed from the team.
Maybe his face wasn’t on a cereal box, but even that was only a matter of time. The sponsorship would be coming up again soon, and this time, Lex was the odds-on favorite.
Not that he cares. There are two things Lex is 100% invested in, me, and football. Well, I should say us, because after we talked it over… he decided to reverse the vasectomy.
We’re going to try for a baby.
I’m out of my mind happy, and Lex is completely confident that this is going to be the year that England finally earns back its glory and retakes the World Cup…
And when he does…
I’ll be in the stands, cheering him on, with my brand-new wedding ring glistening in the sun. I might even have our beautiful baby in my womb, ready to meet the world. I’ll watch him lead his team towards victory as a beloved national icon and the most capable, loving man I’ve ever met.
I like the sound of that.
Maybe I’ll paint that, too.
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ILLICIT BEHAVIOR: A Bad Boy Rockstar Romance
By Nikki Wild
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Chapter 1
Trent
“Dude! These groupies are totally ready to go!” My dreadlocked bastard of a bohemian guitarist laughed, splashing his bottle of beer in an arc.
The two hot young girls wrapped around him cooed a chorus of flirtatious giggles. They must have been just barely eighteen, clad in tight, low-cut shirts that made their silky, angelic breasts practically burst out of the seams.
Despite my lack of interest, I wasn’t about to rain on his parade. I lightly raised my own bottle of music festival beer to him, shaking my head.
“You go on ahead, man. Not feelin’ it tonight.”
No matter where we went, fans were throwing themselves at us –
and my band-mates were always eager to take the free, willing pussy back to the bus for a fresh bang.
In fact, my bassist and drummer were already back there now, getting their freak on with a few nameless groupies now.
“Serious?” Waylon asked drunkenly.
His limber playing hand slid under a skirt and along a tanned, tender ass, drawing a blush from the groupie’s cheeks. The sight made my cock almost twitch.