by Keta Kendric
“Aaron!” she screamed as she thrust her pussy against my face. Trembles radiated through her thighs and crawled over her hips, vibrating against my tight grip. I had my tongue buried so deeply in her pussy that it was touching her G-spot.
“Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Aaron, I missed you so bad!”
“That’s it, baby, tell me how bad you missed me.” I couldn’t help an arrogant smile.
I inserted two fingers and eased my tongue back, working her into a frenzy. When my lips clamped around her clit and I sucked, she exploded. Her body literally came apart in my hands as she shook and convulsed, screaming my name. Oh, how I’d missed that sound—her screaming my name as I made her cum. I kept sucking, decreasing the pressure as her shaking turned into light trembles. Only when I was sure that I’d dragged every ounce of pleasure from her did I release her clit and lick her essence off my lips. I eased her leg off my shoulder and moved up to slide between her legs.
Pure satisfaction shone on her face as I moved, angling my face closer to hers and covering her body with mine. Her legs automatically spread wider to accommodate my new position. My lips met hers, giving her a taste of what I’d just had. My dick was so rigid that I was almost afraid I’d hurt her. But, if there was one thing I knew about Megan, she could take a good hard pounding.
I lifted my body, breaking our kiss as I reached between us. “I have something I want to give you. Do you want it?”
“Yes. I want it. Please,” she begged, her nails digging into my upper arm.
The swollen head of my dick slid over her slick opening, causing us to hiss out our heated response. After we recovered from the first intense contact, I kept my gaze locked on her as I forced myself into her pussy that was so wet and tight that I had to squeeze my eyes shut as I shook involuntarily from the delicious penetration.
“Aaron!” The loud cry of my name escaped her throat when I brushed past her special spot and inched deeper into her welcoming warmth.
“Shit,” I mouthed as I moved slowly, losing my strength to the weakening pleasure. I wasn’t all the way in yet and I had to stop or face cumming like it was my fucking first time. Megan had no idea what her pussy did to me as she moved against me, urging me to keep going.
“Wait, baby, I need a moment.” The words rushed out of my mouth in one breath. “Fuck,” I growled in frustration.
“It’s okay. Just let go. It’s been six months. It’s not like we’re not going to do it again.”
She had a good point, but I couldn’t go out like that, so I took a moment and calmed my dick down enough for my brain to enable me to move again. This time, I eased into her with more strength, shoving my dick as deep as it would go.
Her teeth sank into my shoulder as her moans vibrated against my skin, sending a chill down my arm as her snug pussy sent more hot lust marching back in the opposite direction until my entire body was ignited.
My measured movements were killing me, but the pleasure… Jesus, the fucking pleasure had me about to choke on my own damn tongue.
Eventually, my mind and body stopped fighting each other, and I started thrusting faster, hitting harder, and probing deeper.
“You’re fucking me so good,” she whispered in my ear. “Your dick is so good.” Her hot words in my ear were the kind of motivation that took you over the edge faster.
Every down stroke drove us closer to the brink as I gripped her tighter and used my thigh to spread her legs wider, placing one of mine under one of hers. Heavy grunts tore from the back of my throat as I fucked her with a relentless dominance. I forced her to take every inch of me as she clawed at my back, sucked on my neck, and bit into my shoulder to stifle her screams. We gasped, choking on our building intensity.
I was so far gone in pleasure that I didn’t know how close we were until her pussy squeezed my dick so tightly that I came immediately.
***
Megan
Aaron was laid flat out on his back with a big-ass, open-mouth smile on his face as he stared at the ceiling. I was laid out beside him, my legs still spread wide after he’d rolled off me. Our heavy breathing was the only sound that filled the space. My glazed and heavy eyes, my limp and satisfied body, and the wide mindless smirk on my face, were the aftermath of the only medicine I needed.
Like a flame stroking gas, his strong hand swept along my thigh and reignited my lust. The simple act of him touching and squeezing my warm, taut flesh caused his dick to jump right back up.
My gaze was locked on his dick as I rose from my position, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip. “You’re not going to let me sleep tonight, are you?” I asked him as lust hung heavily in my voice.
“No, baby, you’re not about to sleep. I’m going to tear that pussy up. If there’s anything left, I’m going to keep going until we’re both in pieces,” he declared, answering honestly.
I had a feeling we were about to have a repeat of the first time he’d fucked me. A smile laced my lips at the thought. I’d never been introduced to anything so addictive in my life. Most couples would have reunited with long drawn out conversations. Not me and Aaron. We would talk later after we were too tired to move.
When he started to rise, I stopped him with a tender hand on his hard chest. Climbing over his muscular thigh, I repositioned myself between his strong legs. He’d lost some weight, but he was still the sexiest man I’d ever laid eyes on. And his dick was still thick, long, and beautiful.
My eyes had been locked on his growing dick the entire time. It was as if it was pulling me in with an invisible beam. The moment my hands wrapped around his smooth hard length, I relaxed as I used delicate fingers to apply light strokes.
My gaze remained locked on it until my mouth slid over the swollen head that had started to leak cum. My warm mouth slipped further over his hard, peachy flesh as my slippery tongue licked over the head, making him shiver and sink into the mattress.
“Fuck, baby, your tongue feels so good on my dick,” he roared. His words were rushed out before he was forced to suck in a deep breath. His attempt to sit up to see what I was doing. Instead, he fell back into his elbows when I eased his dick deeper, slurping on it as it slid to the back of my throat.
I gagged on it, knowing but not caring that only half could fit in my mouth. My body heaved, but it didn’t stop my tongue from licking the underside and sliding back up to the head. He worked his hips in response to the slick movements. “You’ve got me weak in the best fucking way,” he revealed, licking his lips before his fingers sunk into my hair and he fisted it in a tight grip.
His dick slipped between my wet lips, eliciting a lusty pleasure that put me in a ravenous state of mind. His delicious nectar coated my tongue. I couldn’t get enough.
The feel of his thick hardness sliding over my tongue and filling my mouth had my pussy clinching with anticipation as I hungrily devoured him. The sight of him, the way he smelled, and his decadent taste had intoxicated me. The way he moaned for me, the sensations he sparked within me each time we touched—Aaron was wrapped around all my senses, and I didn’t want to be set free.
His eyes widened in wonder as I flooded him with pleasure, making it build and fill him up. His muscles flexed, tightening into cords of steel and his breathing intensified to exhausted gasps. My loud slurps and suctioning noises filled the interior of the room as the expensive mattress beneath us produced a low crinkly sound. All it took was a few more solid strokes of my hungry tongue and that last hard strike of the head of his dick slamming to the back of my throat to make it swell and explode in my mouth.
I didn’t stop feasting on it and eased it deeper into my mouth as hot cum shot down my throat. He quaked with each hard burst, his harsh breaths sweeping through the air. I drank him all down, licking and sucking to ensure I didn’t leave a drop. He fell back into the same flat position atop the mattress, his satisfied gaze aimed at the ceiling again. Every muscle in my body seemed to be working to get oxygen into my lungs, but even as he struggled to breathe, a smi
le rested on his lips.
***
Aaron
I must have dozed off for a second, but my mind wouldn’t allow me to shut down. I recalled Megan getting up and going to the bathroom. She’d even taken a towel and wiped my dick off. I didn’t have a clue as to how long our break was, but I was ready to be back inside her.
“Come here, baby. Let me see that beautiful ass of yours,” I whispered into her ear, as I squeezed one of her cheeks and watched her eyes flutter open lazily.
I directed her to the position I wanted her in while taking the opportunity to admire her beautiful nude body. With her kneeling in front of me, I sucked on the tender skin of her neck before I placed my hand in the center of her back and nudged her forward.
Her body was a splendid piece of living art that I bent to my satisfaction and angled with precision. I tilted my head as I admired the position I’d placed her in. “This is it,” I told her. “I’m about to fuck you real good, okay.”
“Hurry,” she called back to me as her tongue slid across her lips in anticipation. Her cheek kissed the mattress as she stared back at me, peeking around her ass, which I had perched high in the air. I had her so open and exposed there wasn’t going to be shit she could do to get away from me once I started.
I leaned down and drank in her scent before I flattened my tongue and licked her pretty pussy until her legs started to tremble. When she tried to close her legs, I used my knees to inch them back open. When my dick started to ache for some of the action, I rose and aligned my body behind hers.
Her body had knotted into a hunched ball like a cat, so I placed my hand in the center of her back and pushed down hard to ensure her ass was raised just right. The head of my dick glided along her wet heat, and I tensed, knowing what was coming.
However, I was never truly prepared for what her pussy had the ability to do to me. I shoved past her folds, my thick peachy flesh sinking into her tight pink center. Holding her steady, I pushed deeper and deeper, my eyes slamming shut at the extreme levels of pleasure that swallowed me whole.
The sound of her harsh breathing mingled with mine as I eased back and plunged forward with a hard thrust that tore a loud groan from me, a ragged moan from her, and flesh slapping echoes from the impact of our bodies colliding.
I repeated the forceful pounding, unable to stop myself from going in deep. With me gripping each of her plump cheeks, the visual of my dick being swallowed by her tight pussy was killing my concentration. I plunged into her wet heat, the head of my dick throbbing when it hit home.
Thrust after glorious thrust, my dick beat against her walls, causing me to bite into my lower lip and hiss in oxygen. I plunged into her with a crazed passion, chasing the pleasure that surged into me and snatched at my core before encircling my entire body. She’d reached out for a pillow that she held in a death grip and screamed into.
The blood vessels in my dick were about to blow the hell up one by one if I didn’t simmer down and if Megan didn’t stop backing her pussy up on my dick so vigorously. But, I didn’t have to stop and neither did she. As soon as her pussy started to convulse, my dick exploded into pieces and killed us. We suffocated on the pleasure, letting it carry us away.
Chapter Five
Ansel
As I stared across the table at Dr. Regina Dominquez, I was surprised to see her gaze meet mine with confidence. She had a little bit of fire in her that I hadn’t seen before. She was being sized up, and she knew it.
“If you’re afraid because I wanted to kill you earlier, you don’t have to be anymore. I wanted to kill Megan too when I first met her.”
A smile teased those lush sexy lips. “It’s understandable. I share the last name and have blood ties to a bunch of heathens.”
“Why don’t we go into the den, so we can sit more comfortably?” I suggested as I stood and waited for her to walk by me.
Damn! Just as I’d imagined, her ass was so fucking nice and thick. I could already see my fingers sinking into those plump cheeks, my dick lying on top of it as I prepared to invade the valley below it.
Once we were seated on the couch, separated by the four feet of space she’d put between us, I started the conversation. It was only a matter of time before that space she’d created would disappear, so I remained patient.
“So, Doc, you want me to believe you’re going to sit by and watch us kill your family?”
She shook her head in the negative. Not what I’d expected, but I waited for the rest of her words. “No, I’m not going to sit by. I’m going to help you kill my family.”
The statement sent a spark of lust to my dick, making it harder as a sneaky smile crept across my lips. “You hate them that much?”
“I was their prisoner. My blood tie to them was nothing more than the reason they needed to turn me into one of their work mules.”
“Why don’t you tell me how you became your family’s work mule, as you put it? Tell me the parts of the story my cousin didn’t tell me. I want to know how the daughter of the infamous Emilio Dominquez became the family’s caged bird.”
Surprise flashed in her gaze when I called her father’s name.
“My father never wanted me anywhere near this life. After my mother was killed when I was seven, he put even more effort into shielding me from them. He sent me to the best boarding schools and visited me when he was able to. He’d never lied about what he was and what my family did, which made me understand why he’d chosen to keep me from them.”
That’s why she’s so prim and proper. The knowledge made me want to fuck every proper mannerism she had clean out of her. Her voice pulled me away from my impure thoughts.
“When I graduated from medical school, it was the best day of my life. Thankfully, my father was still alive to see it. He was later killed in a drug sting operation. Well, at least that’s what my family told me at his funeral. After his death, they left me alone for the most part, occasionally checking in on me from time to time. I was prepared to go on with my life without getting involved with them.”
Here was the part. The turning point in her life that sent her into a family she clearly didn’t want.
“My family left me alone long enough for me to become a practicing doctor and after nearly eight months into my residency, they showed up and blew up my life. They told me they needed me to work for the family. I refused, but soon found that there was no such thing as refusing my family, especially if my father wasn’t there to protect me.”
Her story had awakened my curiosity. “So, you were a practicing physician opposed to one of those people who bought the degree and labeled themselves a doctor?”
She nodded her head, struggling with the emotions that had started to flood her. “All I’d ever wanted to be was a doctor so I could help people. And my father had ensured that my dreams become a reality. But, my family didn’t care about what I wanted or what my father had wanted for me.”
She shook her head, the memories apparently stirring hard inside her.
“Since I hadn’t had any real contact with them, I had to learn my lessons about my family the hard way. I refused their request for me to leave New York and move to Texas to work for them. I’d been told about my cousin, Sorio, but I’d never met him. I met him face to face for the first time when I woke up to him sitting on the side of my bed inside my New York apartment with a gun aimed at my head.”
She glanced up, snapping herself from what must have been a vicious memory.
“Let’s just say my cousin didn’t give me the option to say no again. I put in my notice and left New York for Texas a week later. That was three years ago.”
She shifted in her seat. The hatred she harbored for her family had started to become crystal clear now. She probably wanted them dead as badly as I did. Although I didn’t voice my compliment, I was impressed with Regina. She had saved my dying cousin with limited resources while facing the stress of being imprisoned by her own family.
“I managed to escape them
three times, but they tracked me every time. Each time they dragged me back it gave me a glimpse as to how vicious my family truly was. After three escape attempts in less than a three-month period, they finally put me in the one place they knew I couldn’t escape from unless they allowed it—the farm. Like an animal that no longer valued escaping, I stopped trying to run even when I was released on my breaks. It’s not that I didn’t want to run, but I knew if I didn’t have a good enough plan that would keep me from their grips, they would eventually kill me. When I found out who your cousin truly was and some of the things he’d done, I believed he was the chance I’d been waiting for.”
Studying her tense posture, I eyed her suspiciously. “If your father were alive, would you have rebelled against your family? What if he’d asked you to work for the family? How do you know that he wasn’t grooming you to be exactly what your family wanted you to be in the first place?”
She shrugged. “I honestly can’t say how I would have turned out. I whole-heartedly believe my father’s intent was to keep me away from them. Sometimes, I believe they killed him. Yes, he did some dirty deeds for the family. He murdered people, blew up buildings, and tortured people. Some of his stories are legendary, but he never let me see that side of him. I know it may sound sick, but I loved my father even though I knew he was a monster.”
You have no idea, sweet doctor. You’re surrounded by monsters, I thought as one of my brows lifted.
“If he was alive, I honestly can’t say what may have happened, but I can only deal with where this life has led me. The opportunity to exact revenge on my family is in my grasp, and I want to take it even if it means my death.”
I was beginning to like this woman more and more by the minute.
Chapter Six
Regina