by Snow, Jenika
“What if I want to touch you?” she asked.
“You’ll touch me when I’m good and ready and not a moment before. I’m the one in charge here. Unlike you, I know what I’m doing.”
She smirked. “You like that, don’t you? I’m untouched by any other man and have stayed this way, even in this fucked-up world.”
He pressed his body against her. The hard ridge of his cock couldn’t be hidden. He was aroused to the point that it was painful. His pants were too tight around his dick.
“I’m going to be the only man you will ever be with. I’m your present and fucking future. I’ll be the only one to ever know how wet your pussy gets or how it looks as it slides down my cock.”
“You sound possessive.”
“And you sound like you like it.” He slammed his lips down on hers, keeping her trapped against the wall. He cupped her wrists, holding them in place as he slid his tongue across her mouth.
Sasha broke the kiss first. “I want to see you.”
“All in good time.”
“No, I want to see all of you. I know we don’t have a lot of time for ourselves but these moments I want to savor as much as possible, and that means being with you completely. No clothing between us. Please, Malachi. I know I’m young. I know we’ve all been through hell, but I don’t want to go another moment with seeing you, knowing you, being with you. You’ve got nothing to hide.”
“I’m not a good man.”
“I don’t care. I don’t need a good man to take care of me. Lucy and I, we need a man willing to do whatever it takes to keep us safe and I know deep down, it’s you.” She slid her hands down and he released her.
Sasha kissed him back, moaning as he cupped the back of her head with her arms wrapped around his neck. For now, he’d allow her to do that, but only for a short time.
Running his hands down her back, he curled his fingers against her ass. It was so fucking ripe. One day, if she’d let him, he was going to fuck her. Not a part of her wouldn’t be owned by him. He wanted every part of her. Pussy, mouth, and ass. He wanted her so consumed with pleasing him and taking what he could give her that she didn’t remember the shit their world was. What she’d lost.
He knew there would come a time when it consumed her, but for now, she was all his, and he intended to make every second count.
Grabbing her arms, he placed them back above her head. “Do not move them.”
She whimpered.
“And total silence.”
She pressed her lips together but she also shot him a glare.
Stepping back, he pulled his shirt over his head before going to the buckle of his belt. Releasing it, he pushed it down his thighs, along with his boxer briefs. He wasn’t wearing shoes and he stood before her naked.
Just like she was.
Wrapping his fingers around his cock, he worked the length, up and down. “This what you want?”
He was hard and the tip already leaking copious amounts of pre-cum.
She licked her lips and he stepped forward.
Sliding a finger through his pre-cum, he pressed it against her lips. “Lick it.”
Her tongue swiped across his thumb, tasting him.
“One day, you’re going to be on your knees and I’ll fuck this pretty face of yours, filling your mouth with cum.”
Her nipples tightened and he noticed her pressing her thighs together.
“Do you like that? Do you like it when I talk dirty to you?” Whenever he was with Lucy and Tree Man, he’d never talk dirty to her, but alone like this, the kid gloves had disappeared.
“Yes.”
“Good. There’s a whole lot of dirty things I want to do to you.”
“Like what?”
“So much, but first …” He stopped speaking, stroking down her arms, going to the curves of her tits, and he pressed them together. “These need some loving.”
He flicked his tongue across each mounded peak, and she gasped.
“So sensitive. Be quiet, remember. We don’t want anyone hearing us.” He flicked each bud, watching her as she stared down at him.
He circled one nipple and teased the other one with his thumb. The one he was licking, he sucked into his mouth, hard, and bit down, soothing it seconds later.
Sasha covered her mouth, trying to stop any sound. He kissed between her tits before sucking, biting, and licking at her other nipple, giving them both his undivided attention.
He’d spent a lot of time thinking about these, imaging them swaying above him as he drove his cock in deep, fucking her hard.
Releasing her tits, he kissed down her stomach, going to his knees.
He forced her to spread her thighs so she had no reason to hide from him.
“Malachi.”
“Trust me, Sasha. Always trust me.”
Stroking up the insides of her thighs, he cupped her ass, squeezing the cheeks before focusing on her sweet pussy.
Fine hairs covered the lips and he stroked his fingers across them, feeling her tremble beneath his touch.
She was so sweet, so tempting, so pretty. So fucking everything, it drove him insane with his need for her.
Spreading the lips of her pussy, he stared at her swollen clit and he was right, she was wet, but not nearly wet enough.
Her virginity was still intact.
After tonight, if they got that far, she would be all his.
He pressed his thumb against her core and teased back and forth, watching her moan.
It wasn’t enough.
Sliding his tongue across her clit, he tasted her, and she was exquisite.
“I need you on the floor,” he said, pulling away from her.
Sasha didn’t question him.
She lowered herself to the floor and he hovered over her.
“I wish this was in a bed,” he whispered.
“I don’t. I’m glad we’re right here, where we’re supposed to be. There’s nowhere else I’d ever want to be, Malachi.”
Kissing down her body, he went back between her thighs and she spread them open. This time, he sucked, licked, and devoured her pussy. He wasn’t in any rush, not really. He knew deep down, the outside world wouldn’t wait for them to ever be ready, but this new world was all about the stolen moments they could take, and he intended to live every bit of stolen time with Sasha to the fullest.
She gasped, pressing her pussy against his face, and he licked at her, pressing his tongue back and forth across her cunt before biting down on her. Her moans and gasps filled the space in the closet, but they were muffled. Glancing up the length of her body, he saw her hand pressed against her mouth, trying to stop the sounds from breaking free.
He could easily have her come, his name on her lips, but he wanted to have her wild, to be begging for his cock.
Reaching up, he cupped her tits, playing with her nipples with the pads of his thumbs.
Malachi wanted to fuck her so badly, but only when she was wet. He wasn’t small, and this was her first time. He wanted her cream dripping from her, and as he licked at her, his face covered in her arousal, he’d know when she was ready.
He brought her to the peak so many times and he didn’t let her find her release. He didn’t want her to come until he was good and ready to let her. Flicking his tongue back and forth, he knew when she was close and when she couldn’t take anymore.
After the third time of withholding her orgasm, he knew she was ready for him, for her release, and for his dick.
This time, as he stroked her clit, he brought her to the peak, and shoved her right on over. He pulled away, replacing his tongue with his fingers so he could watch her. She went wild as she tried to contain the sounds she made.
Seeing her orgasm was one of the prettiest sights in the world, and when they finally found their safe haven, he was going to spend a lot of time getting her to this point.
He brought her down from her release and moved between her thighs. He didn’t have a condom. They weren’t exactly necessa
ry on their mission of survival. It wasn’t the best plan pulling out of her, but for now, he would have to. Pressing his lips against hers, he stared down into her eyes.
“Are you ready?”
Chapter Forty-Two
Surrender had never been sweeter
Malachi was harder than he’d ever been. His cock throbbed, and all he wanted to do was bottom out inside of Sasha. A groan left him at the image that thought conjured up. The only thing that mattered right now was this woman, claiming her, making her see, hear … feel that she was his.
Despite the nonexistent lighting, he could see her looking at his body, could practically feel the desire pouring from her.
He let her look her fill, let her stare at his tattoos, at the scars that lined his body from another life, another world.
His scars had helped him rise to the top. They were from being shot at because of drug deals gone bad, from men fighting over territory, and this world wasn’t much different, he supposed. It was still dangerous, still violent and desperate, but right here and now there wasn’t anything standing in their way except each other.
He reached out, took her nape in his hand, and pulled her forward. Sasha gasped out when her chest slammed into his, and then she braced her hands on his chest. His cock jerked from the softness of her, from the sweet floral scent of her. They’d bathed in a creek just earlier today, and she smelled of wildflowers and clean air.
Lowering his head toward hers, he claimed her mouth with his, licked and sucked at her tongue when she opened for him, and groaned against her lips. He slipped his hand between their bodies and touched her, nearly coming from that alone.
She was hot and sweet, and surrendered herself to him like no other. When she pushed him away, taking a step back was really fucking hard. But she wasn’t stopping this, he could see that on her face, in her expression.
“Malachi.” She whispered his name.
He wanted rough and raw, hard and possessive with her, but right now they had to be careful, had to be quiet.
“I want this.”
He swallowed hard and moved his hand down to rub his palm over his erection. The damn thing was liable to explode if he didn’t add a little bit of pressure to the bastard. He could have gotten off just from looking at her. Malachi wrapped his hand around his cock at the sight of her, of her perfect, round breasts, at the way her nipples were pink and hard. A low growl left him, and her eyes widened.
He took in her body, every damn glorious inch of her, and possessive need slammed into him. Sasha was his, and he was about to claim her in a way he had never done with another woman.
Her breathing was hectic and erratic, and her breasts rose and fell because of the action. She was tiny and innocent in all ways, with her dark hair hanging loose around her shoulders, slightly curled at the ends.
And her tits. Fuck, her tits were glorious.
Damn, he was hard.
Malachi lowered his gaze to her pussy with a thatch of short, dark hair covering it. And before he could move any closer, to finally have her, Sasha was lowering herself to her knees in front of him. Malachi parted his lips and breathed in deeply when she wrapped her small hand around his cock.
“Fuck, Sasha.” His voice was strained.
She stared at his face and licked her lips. “I’ve been thinking about this for longer than I even want to admit.” Her voice shook a little, and although she was taking the initiative right now, he was in control. He knew that. She knew that.
Cupping the side of her face, he smoothed his fingers over her lips. A strangled noise left him when she parted her lips, her focus still on him, and took the head into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. Malachi growled low and reached out to wrap his hand around her hair. The strands felt soft against his fingers.
He closed his eyes, and let his head fall back slightly as ecstasy consumed him. She took as much as she could, hollowed out her cheeks, and relaxed her throat.
“God, you are sucking my cock so damn good, baby.”
She made a humming noise around him, and he groaned. The head of his erection nudged the back of her throat, but she didn’t give up. Over and over she brought him to the brink of coming, and when she reached down and took his balls in one hand, gave them a squeeze that bordered on pain, and licked at the thick vein that ran underneath his length, that he nearly lost it.
Taking hold of her shoulders, he pulled her to her feet, the sound of his dick coming free from the tight suction of her lips erotic as hell. Her lips were swollen and red, and a surge of proprietary need slammed into him.
He made her mouth look like that.
Malachi took her mouth in a brutal kiss and at the same time used his body to move her back until she was pressed against the wall. Sliding one of his hands behind her, he groaned against her mouth and squeezed one globe of her perfect ass. She was so fucking ready for him.
He panted against her mouth and squeezed again, and again, and on the third time he loosened his hold, knowing he needed to back off or he’d end up putting bruises on her pretty skin.
“You ready for me?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
Using his other hand, he gripped her behind one knee and brought her leg up to wrap it around his waist. He reached between their bodies, took hold of his cock, and started rubbing the head of his dick along her pussy, spreading her lips with the bulbous crown, and just wanting to shove deep inside of her.
“I’m so ready for you,” he groaned. “I need to be inside of you.”
She opened her eyes and licked her lips. “I need you.”
“And you’ll have me. Every fucking part.” He rested his forehead against hers.
She stared at him and swallowed audibly. “I want you.” And then she was the one taking his mouth in a bruising kiss. He reached under her ass with his arm and lifted her easily off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and the movement caused her pussy to align perfectly with the head of his erection. She dug her heels into him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
And in one great surge, Malachi pushed his cock into her, breaking through her hymen, claiming her virginity as his. She was wet, soaking even, and tight as a vice.
“You’re so big.” She moaned against his mouth. “It hurts, but God it feels so good.”
He moved slower into her, felt her inner muscles milking him, and cursed. “Christ.” He didn’t want to hurt her, but at this rate he’d come before he was fully inside of her.
Holding her tight, he pulled her away from the wall and turned to lay her on the ground, wishing he had a soft bed for her.
His.
He pushed another inch into her. The gasp that she let out had him groaning and tensing. Malachi leaned back, took hold of her legs, and pushed them as wide as they could go. She braced her feet flat on the floor for him. And then he just stared at her splayed for him.
He was riveted to the sight of her pussy stretched wide around his length. Her cunt was so wet his cock was soaked with her cream.
Curling his fingers into the soft skin of her thighs, he thrust the rest of his dick into her until his balls rubbed against her ass. She took every fucking inch of him. Malachi gave her a moment to grow accustomed to his thickness. She was a virgin, untouched, and he’d be the only one who ever knew what a dick inside of her felt like.
And then he started to slowly pump in and out of her, working his cock into her tight heat. Her clit was swollen and just begging for attention. He placed his thumb on the little nub, rubbing it back and forth until she writhed for him, and then he increased his thrusting.
God, he was going to come.
Soon the sloppy sound of her wet pussy sucking at his cock filled the room, and the smell of their sex slammed into his nose. Fuck, he was close to getting off, but he was holding himself back. He needed to. He needed to make this last, to have her get off.
“How’s that feel, baby?”
“Yes,” she moaned again, and reached up to grab his
biceps, digging her nails into his skin.
“Squeeze my cock, make me come with you.”
Sasha arched her neck, and her mouth opened on a silent cry as she did just that, as she gave him what he wanted, what he needed.
The rhythmic pull of her milking his dick would have sent him over the edge, but Malachi didn’t want this to end just yet. He had to taste her again, to have her flavor on his tongue.
When her tremors subsided, he pulled out of her reluctantly and rolled her on her belly, lifting her ass up so her pussy was on display. He pulled her legs apart further, grabbed her hips, digging his fingers in, and stared at the perfection that was her ass.
God, he was going to fuck that at some point, push his thick cock in her ass and claim that part of her body as well.
Her pussy was all juicy looking. Malachi wanted to see his cum slipping out of her. He lowered his face right up to her cunt. She smelled sweet and musky, and there was the slight scent of him on her.
He growled low.
Malachi ate her out then, licked her slit from pussy hole to clit, and then moved back down again. Shoving his tongue into her opening, he fucked her with it until she started grinding herself back against his mouth. “Baby,” she groaned.
“Rub that pussy on my face. Fuck yourself on me.” Fuck, she tasted sweet. “Make yourself come all over my face.”
“Yes,” she cried out breathlessly. “Malachi, yes.”
He flattened his tongue and dragged it back up to her clit, sucking the little pearl into his mouth at the same time as he shoved a finger into her. Curling the digit around until he felt that little hidden bundle of nerves, he pushed another finger into her and started stroking.
Shit, she felt like fucking silk.
She was murmuring incoherent things, and he moved his mouth away to watch what was about to happen.
“That’s it, baby. Give me this.”
“God.” She lifted up her ass a little more, and he felt a tremor work over her entire body as she came for him.
Malachi pulled his fingers out and went back to teasing her clit. His woman was crying out now, but he didn’t stop rubbing her until she fell onto her belly and begged him to stop.