“Prove it.”
She freezes instantly, her body taunt. “What?” She asks and her face is white now. Oh yeah baby, you played right into my hands.
“I said, prove it. If I didn’t make you wet, then show me.”
“How on Earth would I do that?” She asks and I could almost see her heart beating out of her chest.
“Strip and show me your pussy. If you aren’t dripping wet for me, if I can’t see how wet your little pussy is for me, I’ll leave you alone.”
“I’m not going to strip for you! Are you insane, high, or both?”
I grin because really I hoped that would be her answer.
“So you’re saying you’re not going to strip for me?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying!”
“Well Nicole, I’m afraid you leave me with no other choice.”
“Oh well Dragon.”
I reach out and grab her arm and pull her into me.
“What…what are you doing now?”
“Well if you aren’t going to show me sweetheart. I have to find out through other means.”
“Other means?” Her voice comes out squeaky and it makes me smile.
“Yeah Mama,” I say softly.
“What other means?”
I bend down to whisper in her ear, letting my breath fan her skin. “I’m going to slide my hand down in your pants, move my fingers over your pussy and see if you’re telling me the truth.”
“Dragon I think this joke has gone on long enough, I mean really I think its best….”
“Shhh baby,” I say pushing her even flatter against the wall. I put her hands over her head and secure both her small wrists in one of my hands.
I dart my tongue along the outer shell of her ear. I can tell by the way her body tightens, she likes it. She likes having her neck and ear played with. I file this information away. The way I look at it, this is a war and I need every weapon I can find at my disposal.
With that in mind, I whisper directly into her ear this time, “It’s not like I’m going to fuck you baby. I just need to find out if you’re lying to me. A good girl like you, you wouldn’t lie would you Mama?”
I move my free hand down her neck. Her small collar bone is evident against her skin. I follow the long sexy line of her neck and shoulder and admire the way her ear is shaped. It begs to be sucked on…this might just become a favorite place to bury my face, except for her pussy and maybe her breasts. Shit how in the hell could a man choose?
I lightly tease the skin, moving down along her collar bone, lightly grazing one of her fucking perfect breasts, making sure to worry the nipple slightly with my thumb. Then I move along her rib cage and around to the front of her stomach. I leave my hand splayed across her abdomen, my index finger running gently back and forth over her belly button. My finger teases along the top of her shorts and I run my tongue along her ear again, before sucking on the lobe and nibbling it as I pull back.
“Would you Nicole?”
Her breath hitches and her hips thrust up against me, not much but still the movement feels like I won the lottery.
I push my leg in between hers and rub it against her pussy with just enough pressure. At first she tries to get away, though I can tell it’s a half hearted attempt. Her eyes have taken on a glazed look. So fucking beautiful I ache. I can’t let her get her defenses back up I need her more than I can ever remember needing anyone.
I’ve basically got her body trapped; teasing her, I thrust my tongue into her mouth. I don’t give her time to think, I force my way inside, leaving no part of her mouth undiscovered.
I let her know in that kiss I’m going to own her. I will. She needs to know there’s no point in fighting it. Her tongue tangles with mine and the sweet taste of victory combined with her flavor makes me growl. She pushes against me now, but not to get away. Fuck no. Now, she’s riding my leg like a champion.
“Nicole…” I say, my voice is hoarse but you can still hear the command in it. It’s who I am. I need her to know that now, because I’m pretty sure with just this taste of her, we’re both in trouble. It’s going to be a long fucking time before I let her go. If I ever do!
“What….” She gasps as her eyes close.
I bend my head down and nip the hard nub pointing through her shirt with my teeth giving her just a sting of pain before I suck it in my mouth, shirt and all. She let out a sound somewhere between a gasp and a moan. I release with a pop that seems to echo in the silence, admiring the wet ring around her shirt.
“Pay attention baby, I asked if you had lied to me.”
“About what?” She asks, rocking her hips slowly against my leg and by this time, I don’t think she realizes what she is doing or saying and that makes me fucking ecstatic.
“Are you wet?” I ask releasing the button on her shorts.
“Yes, God yes,” She moans when I move my hand down into her panties. I groan at the heat coming off of her. Her movements stop and she’s squeezing my leg so fucking tight. Shit, if it had been my cock she would have snapped the damn thing in half.
I’m so hard by this time I could literally drive nails. I had heard that saying my whole life and until this moment, I had no idea what it truly felt like.
She whimpers when I push my leg against her pussy—harder this time. I’m rewarded with her small sigh of pleasure that contains my name. I pull her shirt over her head and toss it on the desk.
Nicole stands before me a fucking goddess. Her dark hair lies in waves, framing her face that is flushed with pleasure. Every now and then the light would catch the lighter blonde streaks and shine. She’s breathing heavy and each breath she takes causes those large, perfectly shaped globes of her breasts to shake. The nipples are hard and somehow pebble even tighter when they hit the cold air of the room.
“Take the rest of your clothes off Nicole.” I say quietly. I need this from her.
“Dragon, I…” She brings her hands up to try and shield her breasts from me. Goddamn it. I should have kept her my prisoner. Still, I need her to give this to me.
“Don’t hide yourself from me Nicole. It’s too late to go back. Take off the rest of your clothes.”
“We….”
“Do it now Mama.” I keep my voice gentle, but the command is there too.
She swallows and rubs her lips together. I seriously thought she would back out. It would have hurt like hell, but I would have let her all the same. Instead she surprises the hell out of me. She kicks off her shoes. Too bad, I think I might have liked her to leave those on. That thought is fleeting at best though, as Nicole reaches down and pulls her shorts off.
She’s in nothing but a hot pink thong. The thin strip of silk barely covers her mound. She’s gorgeous. No other word will fit. Her skin is a soft peach color that makes me want to taste every inch. Her breasts, fuck I know I keep thinking how big and juicy they are, but it’s all my sex starved brain can think. I can’t wait to explore them, feel them wrapped tight around my cock. Her nipples large and tight are begging for my touch. Her hips travel out in a curve that is feminine and sexy as hell and makes me long to grab hold and take the ride of my life. I can’t see her pussy but the part not hid by the skimpy thong is bare. I can see the wet spot on the fabric though. It makes me hungry.
I take her hand and pull her toward Irish’s desk. Sweeping my hand across it, I knock a bunch of shit to the floor with a loud clattering sound.
Nicole gasps and jumps as I startle her. I can’t help it though. I need her and by God I’m going to take her.
“I’ve been thinking about this for over a week Mama,” I growl pulling the thin strap of her thong with my hands and ripping that damned thing off her. I pick her up and sit her on the desk, quickly.
“Dragon… maybe we should…”
I don’t let her finish. My mouth slams down on her to stop her words. I can’t hear her tell me no. Fuck that shit. I push into her mouth with a hunger I have never felt. I rape her mouth. It’s not pret
ty, but it’s true. My tongue forces in, conquers, devours and takes. Still, even through the loud roar of blood thrumming in my ears, I notice she seems as hungry. She’s right there with me and this time when I brake away, she’s not denying me.
“You want this.” I say staring at her.
Her eyes are so filled with desire that the blue color seems to glow. She nods.
“The words Nicole, I need the words Mama.”
“I want this. I want you.”
“Bring your knees up against your chest baby. Open for me.”
I expected her to balk at the order. The fact that she doesn’t pleases the fuck out of me. She opens that pretty pussy for me. She has a small landing strip that is covered in pale blonde hair. I’ve seen a lot of pussy in my time. That’s just fact. I don’t think I have ever seen a more beautiful woman than Nicole. As I watch her already soaked pussy grow wetter before my very eyes, my brain screams one word I never thought it would. Mine!
I quickly push my pants down to my knees and I grab my aching cock and zero in on the spot I’m now viewing as my personal heaven.
“Dragon, No.” She gasps.
“Yes Nicole. We’ve gone too far to turn back now.” I say, trying to ram home and forget she’s trying to stop this.
“Condom, you have to use a condom.”
Holy fuck, I never bare back it and here I am about to sink into this woman without even a thought of a condom. Worse, I’m not real happy about stopping to put one on now.
Fuck. I reach down and pull my jeans up enough to dig out my wallet. Finding the condom there I pull it out, stuffing everything else back in my pocket.
I make short work of the condom and don’t give her time to say anything else before I slam into her. I close my eyes as I feel her walls ripple against me. I hold still inside of her, letting her get accustomed to having me inside. I can tell it’s been awhile for her. She’s tight as hell. I take a deep breath and rest my head against hers waiting for the signal she’s ready for me to go on.
“Oh my God,” she whispers shakily, and a ghost of a smile flashes on my lips. I smile a lot around her. I’m not a man who smiles. Her words get me though, they are not what I expected, but then again with this girl, nothing ever is.
“You ready Mama?”
“After that, I’m not sure.”
“I’ll take care of you. Wrap your legs around me.” I whisper, my hand going to cup her ass and pull her even tighter.
That small shift sinks me deeper inside when she locks her legs around me. I know this is just the first night of many with Nicole. I may not understand it, but whatever this is, it’s different.
Her nails dig into my shoulders as we begin a rhythm. I smile against her skin as I inhale her scent. I like the idea of her marking me.
“Oh God, Dragon, don’t stop.”
Crazy woman, like that was even an option at this point.
When we’re at this angle my face is at the perfect spot to suck on one of those hard nipples that have been torturing me all night. I devour it like a starving man and then capture the nipple between my teeth, sucking it hard. I would have thought it impossible at this point, but I can feel Nicole getting wetter.
“You like it when my cock is buried inside that juicy little pussy of yours, don’t you baby. You love taking my dick. Say it,” I growl slamming into her harder.
With each plunge her breasts jump and her nails grab hold so tight, I know if I could look at my back right now there would be blood.
“Oh God Dragon, I’m close. Please… I…”
“I’ll give you what you need Mama, but say the words.”
“I love taking your… dick,” she calls out as I ride her harder.
My fingers slide into the valley between the cheeks of her ass, but she’s so far gone I don’t think she notices at this point. I’m barely hanging on by a thread, but I’m not going to shoot my load before she does. That is NOT happening. I bite on her neck, getting a little rougher as she moans her approval. I growl, while tongue fucking her ear. She moans hotly and her nails slide down my back now, burning like hell the entire time. Does she mean to mark me? She definitely is and I’m not just thinking about her nails.
“Cum for me Mama! Let it go, I’ll catch you. Now Nicole,” I whisper in her ear. I feel her body begin to convulse, her pussy clamping tight against my cock and milking me, I’ve never felt anything as good as what is happening right now with this woman. It’s so fucking strong, she pulls me in with her to the abyss and my cry of release merges with her moans. It’s a beautiful fucking song.
Chapter 6
Nicole
Oh my God. I’m a whore. Those are the words that are playing in my head as I watch Dragon pull up his jeans. Yes! He is pulling up his jeans! He didn’t even get undressed! Not like Super Whore Nicole! I’m currently curled up on a couch that Dragon carried me to after being fucked to an inch of my life. I’m pretty sure he short circuited what small brain cells I had and totally paralyzed me. That’s the only reason I can come up with for NOT covering my naked ass up. Shit what do I know? Super Whore Nicole may just be lying here waiting for round two with Fat Tommy outside! After all, whores do everyone right? Even FREAKING FAT TOMMY! Oh my God! I’m a whore!
“Get dressed woman before I fuck you again.” Dragon orders, his voice gravelly and dark, sends chills up my back.
I swallow and then lean down to grab the clothes he had thrown on the floor. I don’t speak. I’m not sure I can. The only words that come to mind are, Super Whore! She’s able to leap from man to man with a single…
“Did you hear what I said?”
I’m pulling my shirt over my head when I look up at him. Fuck no I didn’t hear him. Why can’t he just leave?
Shit I just had sex with a biker who has Twinkies for God sakes! I have to go get a damn shot. DO THEY EVEN GIVE CLAMYDIA SHOTS??? I mean he wore a condom but can that shit eat through latex? He probably fucks so much he has a weird Teenage Mutant Ninja strain of it??!?!?!?
“Yo! Mama! I asked what time your shift is over.”
Over? It’ll never be Over! Shit now my brain is quoting cheesy Nicholas Sparks movies.
I clear my throat. “Midnight, I get off at midnight.”
God I hope we get off again.
Cue bad Nicole, I’m so fucking screwed.
You can say that again.
I shake my head to clear the voices. I take some deep breaths. I feel better now that I’m not naked as a jaybird. I’ll be fine. All I have to do is pull up that damned armor that I keep in place. It should be easy. I’ve used it since I was old enough to realize my parents had frozen popsicles for hearts.
I walk towards the door and Dragon stops me.
“I’ll pick you up after work, babe.” He says and kisses my forehead.
It’s a sweet touch that sets butterflies off in my stomach. I ignore them and instead concentrate on being relieved. If he had really kissed me, I probably would have never come back out of it. He’s that potent. He is Super Whore kryptonite even. I nod. If I disagree out loud he will fuck me into submission.
Yes please.
Bad Nicole needs to go—like yesterday! I clear my throat.
“I better get back to work.”
“Okay Mama.” He says while his finger moves gently back and forth on my cheek. I open my eyes, and really I’m so far gone I don’t remember closing them. I get lost in the dark chocolate of his eyes, so deep and intense. If he tried, he could probably see right through me.
He bends down further this time and lightly kisses my lips. It’s sweet, totally unexpected after what we just shared. Then again, so was the forehead kiss. It seems totally out of character. I can’t really say though because I DON’T KNOW HIM! Oh! My! God!
Then he’s gone. The door closes and I’m left staring at the dumb thing, slightly in shock. I run my fingers through my hair because I’m sure at this point I look like I’ve just had sex on my bosses desk. BECAUSE I HAVE! I take a deep breath
and close my eyes. Then I take another one… and another. Finally, I open my eyes and lick my suddenly dry lips. It’s time I go back out there. I don’t want too. I hate to face the world when they most assuredly know what I did in here. Shit.
Another fortifying breath (which didn’t fortify) and I walk out with my head held high…okay, medium high. Whatever!
I grab my serving tray off the bar, having no idea how it got there at this point. I refuse to look my boss in the eye.
“Back on duty,” I mumble.
“K, Nicole.”
I can hear the laughter in his voice. I choose to ignore it. That’s my plan, and I’m sticking to it.
I don’t know where Dragon and his crony went. I’m trying not to dwell on it. I know he said he would be back to pick me up. Um. Yeah, I can’t do that. I just need to get back home and pretend tonight didn’t happen. Chances are Dragon left here and found another woman already. I ignore the pang of hurt that lodges in my stomach with the thought.
The crowd is starting to die down. There may be ten people in here. I’m collecting empties and wiping off Fat Tommy’s table. I’m relieved to find that apparently my whoredom centers only on Dragon and not the sweet, but bald, beer belly, tobacco chewing Tommy who I learned ten minutes on the job—was a regular. All was not lost, I suppose.
I look up at the bar to find Irish watching me. He’s been doing that a lot since I screwed Dragon in the back room. How could he not? Hell he probably figures I’ll spread my legs for him next. What was I thinking? I wasn’t thinking, that much is clear. This whole night has one word attached to it. Mistake, a big mistake!
Dragon already wanted me to be a Twinkie and that had pissed me off! Then I go and act like one!
It’s ten till ten, I am supposed to get off at ten. Yeah, I know I lied to Dragon. What’s lying when I’m already a fornicator? Geez I’m losing it.
“Hey Irish, I’m going to cash in.” I say not looking at him. Even avoiding his gaze, I can still feel the heat rise in my face.
“Thought Dragon was coming back to pick you up?” He asks and I can feel fear spike through me and speed up my heart beat.
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