Stone Cold Knockout (House of Pain Book 1) by Lavender Parker Page B

over his left nipple and sucked hard. She pressed her fist to her lips to keep from calling out. She was starting to spiral again, the room going in and out of focus. He sucked hard again and she almost came out of her skin. He released her with a pop, then traced the swell of her tit with his tongue.
    “The first night I met you,” he said, flicking the rough tip of his tongue over her nipple. “I should have dragged you out of that ring and fucked you, like I wanted to.” He moved to her right breast, sucking and licking her until she was about to go out of her mind. “That is my mistake,” he whispered, rubbing his cheek against her soft skin before sucking hard on the swollen nipple again. “Forgive me for not fucking you weeks ago.” She nodded vaguely, agreeing completely. He squeezed her tits in his big hands, strumming his thumbs over the hard buds, teasing her. When she couldn't take it anymore, she dropped her hands to his shoulders, wanting his attention.
    “ Condom,” she finally got out, her voice hoarse. He lifted his head to look at her, another dangerous smile curving over his his lips. His eyes still on her, he took her nipple in his mouth and bit down, lightly. A shudder coursed through her and she gritted her teeth. She dug her nails into the skin of his shoulders, her patience completely gone. She wanted him inside her immediately. Two hours ago. Yesterday. Three weeks ago.
    He straightened to his full height and pinned her wrists above her head on the wall. “Do not move,” he said. She nodded, loving how exposed she felt, how completely open to him she was. His eyes raked down her body, from her perky tits to her black-painted toenails. He was ready to feast on her and she wanted him to. He could pick her bones clean and she wouldn't mind one bit. She clenched her thighs as he produced a gold foil wrapper  from within the pile of his clothes. He ripped the condom open and rolled the rubber down over his big cock. Slow and steady.
    He returned to her, the steam surrounding him like a mist, as if he was coming straight out of her dreams. Her breathing quickened, her body shivering in anticipation. Her arms shook, she wanted to touch him so badly, but she obeyed him and kept them above her head. Obeying him went against every cell in her body, but it was a sweet kind of torture that turned her on even more. He reached down and spread her thighs roughly. His thumb grazed her clit and she jumped with a gasp.
    “ You are so wet for me,” he said. “I want to lick your pussy.” He pressed in close to her, crushing her against the wall. “I need to lick your pussy.” He ran the tip of his tongue across her bottom lip. “But I can wait.” He took his cock in his hand and guided himself to her opening. Wanting to make it as easy as possible for him, she lifted her leg and hooked it on his hip. He slid his head through her lips, teasing her.  Gennifer tightened her leg, bringing him closer and he pushed inside, just a bit. She sucked in a quick breath, feeling like her heart was going to leap out of her chest.
    “ You are impatient,” he said, his voice strained.
    “ I want you,” she moaned, not caring how wanton she sounded, or how needy. “Now.”
    “ Do you need me?” he asked.
    “ Yes ,” she nodded eagerly, rolling her hips.
    He chuckled, pausing to gently sweep a stray tendril off of her forehead. “Okay, solnyshka . I give you what you want.” Then he plunged into her, hard and fast. He knew just how she wanted it, like he could read her mind. She cried out, her body slow to accept the lightning-fast intrusion. He was big and it had been awhile for her. But she only needed a moment. When he pulled back and thrust hard into her again, she was ready for him. She moved her hips to meet his, and her eyes rolled back in her head at the heavenly sensation. He crushed her against the wall with each thrust and she wrapped both legs around his waist, for leverage. Their arms tangled