Nitro's Torment
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Selfishly, I ran my hand over her bare ass and spread her legs so that one of them hooked over mine. I wanted to touch her every-fucking-where but wouldn’t until she signalled that was what she also wanted. The restraint this took caused me physical pain. When she mumbled something and lifted her head, relief flooded me.
“Nitro,” she murmured and I got a kick out of the smile in her voice.
Smoothing her hair, I said, “Morning, Vegas.”
She smiled and shifted some more, pressing her body harder against mine as she did so. “I thought you’d be gone by now.”
I frowned. “Why?”
“Most do.” Her words fell out absently while she trailed her fingers over my chest.
I had no right to feel what I did over that statement, but I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t like that she slept with other men, but she wasn’t mine and never would be so I let that go. “I’m not most.”
Her smile grew and her fingers skated along my jaw before reaching for my lips. Lifting herself up, she straddled me and bent to place a kiss on my mouth. “That, you are not.” She stared down at me thoughtfully. “You’re a fucking contradiction, is what you are. I never know what I’m going to get with you.”
I cupped her ass. “You ready to finish what we started last night?”
Her eyes flared with heat and she drove my dick wild when she bit her lip. “Yeah.” She slid her body down mine so she lay on top of me. “And Nitro?”
I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks, eager as fuck to get inside her. God, how I fucking needed to be there. “Yeah?”
Her eyes held mine. “I’m ready as hell for your kind of rough.”
I was done.
At the edge.
Nothing would hold me back after that invitation.
I pushed up, my arm tight around her, and flipped us. Once she was under me, I gripped her legs roughly and spread them wide. Positioning my mouth at her pussy, I took what I’d been thinking about half the damn night, and I took it the way I’d wanted to the last time I’d sampled her.
It was a frenzy of need and urgency as my tongue worked her pussy. I held nothing back, giving her a glimpse of what fucking me would be like.
My rhythm was jagged.
The pleasure I delivered, bruising.
Sex was how I dealt with life. I brought all my confusion, hurt, and rage with me and for the hours I was with a woman, handed them to her. Most never came back for seconds. I was too much for them.
Tatum’s fingers dug into my scalp as she gripped my hair so hard I thought she’d pull it out. I hissed at the sensation it evoked in me. I fucking loved the pain. “Fuck, Nitro…,” she panted. “More… give me more.”
I growled into her and squeezed her ass, pulling her up off the bed with me as I moved to a kneeling position. Her head remained on the bed, her back arched up and she wrapped her legs around my neck while I feasted on her.
Sucking and licking, I lost myself in her.
Her taste.
Her scent.
The sounds she made.
It all collided, exploding like a brilliant storm in my mind.
When I finally lifted my face from her, I took in her arms flung across the bed. Her eyes squeezed closed. Her breaths coming hard and fast. She’d totally surrendered to the ecstasy.
I dropped her on the bed and quickly moved off it to find a condom. She complained as her ass hit the mattress. “Why did you stop?”
Rummaging in my wallet, I located what I was after. Eyeing her, I said, “Tell me, Vegas, do you fuck as hard as you fight?”
She shifted onto her elbows and met my gaze. “Do you fuck as brutally as you do?”
My breathing grew ragged as we watched each other. Pointing at the end of the bed, I said, “Come here and suck my dick. I need to see your lips around it.”
She did as I said, no arguments. Fucking first time for everything. She threw her legs over the edge of the bed and our eyes locked as she took me into her mouth.
Fuck me.
My eyes rolled back and I groaned as she ran her tongue over me and sucked me hard. Fisting her hair, I held her face against me, my instincts to fuck her mouth taking over.
I wanted to shove my dick down her throat.
I wanted to go deep.
I fucking wanted her to swallow my cum.
Her hands moved to my ass and she kept them there while I rocked into her. The urge to thrust grew more insistent, until it got to the point where I wanted to feel her cunt wrapped around me instead of her lips.
Pulling out, I stepped back and quickly slid the condom in place. I then jerked my chin towards the bed and growled, “I want you on your back.”
She moved fast and a moment later, I was positioned over her with my dick against her pussy. So fucking wet. I bent my face and ran my tongue over her throat, giving her some teeth at the same time. I bit her, not too hard, but with enough pressure that her back arched up off the bed. When she moaned, I pushed my dick inside her a short way before pulling back out.
“Tell me how much you want me to fuck you, Vegas,” I ordered as I licked a path down between her breasts.
“So fucking bad.” Her legs came around me, hooking together at my back.
When her fingernails clawed my shoulders, I grunted and dropped my mouth to her breast. Biting with more pressure than before, I marked her skin. The need to leave a mark behind overwhelmed me like never before during sex.
“Fuck,” she cursed, but it was clear from her tone how much she liked that.
Unable to hold back any longer, I slammed my dick into her. Neither slow nor gentle, I fucked her how we both needed it.
Raw and animalistic, I thrust into her over and over. It was erotic and filthy all at once. We each clung to the other, our grips needy and hard, while our bodies came together to get our fill.
By the time we came, I’d fucked her cunt so furiously I wasn’t sure how she’d stand that day. She’d scratched and bitten me to the point where I wouldn’t be able to take my shirt off without someone thinking I’d been attacked. It was downright fucking dirty and I’d never had sex so good.
I collapsed on top of her and she hugged her arms and legs tighter around my body. Dropping my face to nuzzle between her shoulder and neck, I caught my breath, inhaling her scent.
“Jesus, Nitro, you know how to fuck,” she said, still breathless. Her head was buried against my shoulder and I felt her warm breath on my skin.
Pushing up off her, I rested my hands on the bed either side of her. My gut squeezed at the sight of her wild, thoroughly-fucked expression. “What are your plans tonight?”
“Nitro,” she murmured and I got a kick out of the smile in her voice.
Smoothing her hair, I said, “Morning, Vegas.”
She smiled and shifted some more, pressing her body harder against mine as she did so. “I thought you’d be gone by now.”
I frowned. “Why?”
“Most do.” Her words fell out absently while she trailed her fingers over my chest.
I had no right to feel what I did over that statement, but I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t like that she slept with other men, but she wasn’t mine and never would be so I let that go. “I’m not most.”
Her smile grew and her fingers skated along my jaw before reaching for my lips. Lifting herself up, she straddled me and bent to place a kiss on my mouth. “That, you are not.” She stared down at me thoughtfully. “You’re a fucking contradiction, is what you are. I never know what I’m going to get with you.”
I cupped her ass. “You ready to finish what we started last night?”
Her eyes flared with heat and she drove my dick wild when she bit her lip. “Yeah.” She slid her body down mine so she lay on top of me. “And Nitro?”
I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks, eager as fuck to get inside her. God, how I fucking needed to be there. “Yeah?”
Her eyes held mine. “I’m ready as hell for your kind of rough.”
I was done.
At the edge.
Nothing would hold me back after that invitation.
I pushed up, my arm tight around her, and flipped us. Once she was under me, I gripped her legs roughly and spread them wide. Positioning my mouth at her pussy, I took what I’d been thinking about half the damn night, and I took it the way I’d wanted to the last time I’d sampled her.
It was a frenzy of need and urgency as my tongue worked her pussy. I held nothing back, giving her a glimpse of what fucking me would be like.
My rhythm was jagged.
The pleasure I delivered, bruising.
Sex was how I dealt with life. I brought all my confusion, hurt, and rage with me and for the hours I was with a woman, handed them to her. Most never came back for seconds. I was too much for them.
Tatum’s fingers dug into my scalp as she gripped my hair so hard I thought she’d pull it out. I hissed at the sensation it evoked in me. I fucking loved the pain. “Fuck, Nitro…,” she panted. “More… give me more.”
I growled into her and squeezed her ass, pulling her up off the bed with me as I moved to a kneeling position. Her head remained on the bed, her back arched up and she wrapped her legs around my neck while I feasted on her.
Sucking and licking, I lost myself in her.
Her taste.
Her scent.
The sounds she made.
It all collided, exploding like a brilliant storm in my mind.
When I finally lifted my face from her, I took in her arms flung across the bed. Her eyes squeezed closed. Her breaths coming hard and fast. She’d totally surrendered to the ecstasy.
I dropped her on the bed and quickly moved off it to find a condom. She complained as her ass hit the mattress. “Why did you stop?”
Rummaging in my wallet, I located what I was after. Eyeing her, I said, “Tell me, Vegas, do you fuck as hard as you fight?”
She shifted onto her elbows and met my gaze. “Do you fuck as brutally as you do?”
My breathing grew ragged as we watched each other. Pointing at the end of the bed, I said, “Come here and suck my dick. I need to see your lips around it.”
She did as I said, no arguments. Fucking first time for everything. She threw her legs over the edge of the bed and our eyes locked as she took me into her mouth.
Fuck me.
My eyes rolled back and I groaned as she ran her tongue over me and sucked me hard. Fisting her hair, I held her face against me, my instincts to fuck her mouth taking over.
I wanted to shove my dick down her throat.
I wanted to go deep.
I fucking wanted her to swallow my cum.
Her hands moved to my ass and she kept them there while I rocked into her. The urge to thrust grew more insistent, until it got to the point where I wanted to feel her cunt wrapped around me instead of her lips.
Pulling out, I stepped back and quickly slid the condom in place. I then jerked my chin towards the bed and growled, “I want you on your back.”
She moved fast and a moment later, I was positioned over her with my dick against her pussy. So fucking wet. I bent my face and ran my tongue over her throat, giving her some teeth at the same time. I bit her, not too hard, but with enough pressure that her back arched up off the bed. When she moaned, I pushed my dick inside her a short way before pulling back out.
“Tell me how much you want me to fuck you, Vegas,” I ordered as I licked a path down between her breasts.
“So fucking bad.” Her legs came around me, hooking together at my back.
When her fingernails clawed my shoulders, I grunted and dropped my mouth to her breast. Biting with more pressure than before, I marked her skin. The need to leave a mark behind overwhelmed me like never before during sex.
“Fuck,” she cursed, but it was clear from her tone how much she liked that.
Unable to hold back any longer, I slammed my dick into her. Neither slow nor gentle, I fucked her how we both needed it.
Raw and animalistic, I thrust into her over and over. It was erotic and filthy all at once. We each clung to the other, our grips needy and hard, while our bodies came together to get our fill.
By the time we came, I’d fucked her cunt so furiously I wasn’t sure how she’d stand that day. She’d scratched and bitten me to the point where I wouldn’t be able to take my shirt off without someone thinking I’d been attacked. It was downright fucking dirty and I’d never had sex so good.
I collapsed on top of her and she hugged her arms and legs tighter around my body. Dropping my face to nuzzle between her shoulder and neck, I caught my breath, inhaling her scent.
“Jesus, Nitro, you know how to fuck,” she said, still breathless. Her head was buried against my shoulder and I felt her warm breath on my skin.
Pushing up off her, I rested my hands on the bed either side of her. My gut squeezed at the sight of her wild, thoroughly-fucked expression. “What are your plans tonight?”
