FORCE: Alpha Badboy MMA Romance (21 page)

He moved his hand to cup and squeeze her glorious tits on his way down over the curve of her waist, tracing over her belly which was already shaking like a scared puppy.

Finally, his fingers tickled on her outer lips and she let out a shaking moan. Running two fingers, one on each side barely connecting their flesh, softly, slowly back and forth her knees started to shake.

“You’re already wet.” Cameron’s fingers glided over the smooth softness of her naked pussy, he felt her body tense, her eyelids fluttered, and a desperate whimper fcaught in her throat.

He teased her for a few moments, exploring every ticklish spot that made her shake and her hands reached out to latch onto his waist to hold herself steady.

Cameron fought to think clearly, to throttle back the pounding in his cock as he took his time and teased and tormented her until her forehead fell into his chest and he knew she was having a hard time standing on her own.

There it was, the moment he waited for, to see her exhaust her control and fall against him, powerless and wanting.

“Do you want my fingers inside you?” Cameron’s voice filled the room, spinning inside her head and filling a desperate void that seemed to consume her soul.

Victoria clutched her fingers into the belt loops of his pants as she nodded silently into his hard chest. His body loomed over her, his chest flexing and hard under her cheek as his arm wound down, and he pressed slowly inside her.

Cameron felt the silky wet petals wrap around his fingers and Victoria’s body curled around him in a choked gasp. Blood ran to his heart like a charge of wild horses.

God, I could fuck her into next week right this second. Get a grip man…please, give me strength.

He sank his fingers into her drenched folds, finding every nuance of her body a revelation. The little desperate breaths, and soft moans only drove Cameron to the brink as his cock began to drip inside his pants.

He could feel what she wanted, her fingers were gently pulling at his clothes, hinting that she would like to free him from his restraints, but not yet. She needed to learn to ask for what she wanted and the more he toyed with her, the more ripe she would be for her lesson.

Her body flowed onto his fingers as he gently moved back and forth, careful not to plunge into her yet, driving her into a state of near panic as he edged her closer and closer to desperation.

“God —” Victoria felt like she might burst into tears.

His fingers brought her so close, pressing and swirling around until her thighs turned to Jell-O and her bones shook.

“What? Tell me what you want. You need to ask,” Cameron growled, slipping one long finger deep into her tender opening as he spoke, making her body jerk.

“Please — oh my God — ” Victoria murmured as he slowly finger fucked her, feeling her slick walls clutching as he moved inside, curling his finger slightly, exploring and seeking her sweet spot.

Her sex scent worked its magic on Cameron. His brain had already fought off overload. Working her body like this had his greedy dick making demands that his brain was having a hard time over riding.

“Tell me. What do you need?”

Cameron slipped another finger inside, palming her folds and the hard swell of her nub, her fingers dug into his sides, and her juices ran over his hand.

“God — I need to cum, please — harder, it feels so good.” Her sweet shaking voice clutched at Cameron’s heart.

Even as she spoke, her slick canal worked his fingers and rendered him speechless and mindless.

“Like this?”

Cameron swooped his free arm around her waist, clamping down and pulling her body hard against him as he plunged his fingers up inside her with brutal force. He curled inside until she moaned and rode his fingers with a deep gasp, opening her legs giving him deeper access as he held her body still, changing the pace from soft, slow, and gentle to demanding and furious.

She came like a river on his hand, her body shivering and clamping down like a vice. Her eyes closed; noises like raindrops from heaven fell from her lips as Cameron stared down and watched her beautiful, sweet face as she came.

Bringing this pleasure to her was his glory, his win. Every time he touched her, his mind exploded with a sense of ownership, of protective obsession that had simmered for too long.

Victoria’s felt her body ride out the last of her orgasm as Cameron slid his fingers out of her. Her mind was spinning as he guided her hand to press against the bulging shaft on the front of his jeans.

“See what you do? I’m so fucking hard I’m about to split these pants open.”

“Ummm…” Victoria glided her hand around the outline of his erection, feeling every inch of the viper that lay in wait under that zipper.

“Take him out baby,” Cameron ordered.

His mouth needed to taste her, but his boy needed some air, it was becoming less than comfortable having that beast rock hard with nowhere to go inside the confines of his clothes.

She went to work like he asked, fighting with the button as his cock applied pressure.

“That’s it — good girl.”

Victoria worked until his pants were open as the pressure built. His engorged length pushed outward and lowered the zipper to half-mast all on its own.

“He needs to see you; he’s fighting his way out.”

“I can see.” She gave a little giggle, as her soft fingers curved around his silky skin.

Her other hand finished off the zipper and pushed his tight boxer briefs out of the way making sure his full length was free.

She felt better than any of his dreams, even her hand felt better than any other pussy he had ever fucked. It was her, he had waited for her for so long, and man, she was worth it.

“Stroke him like this —”

Cameron took her hand, pulled his cock out and watched her face as he instructed her fingers under his own.

“God — that feels so fucking good. Just like that, babygirl.”

It turned him on teaching her, and from the look in her wide eyes, he knew it was just what she needed. Her eyes were a blend of lust haze and innocent student, and it was enough to bring out a gush of slick pre-cum from the tip of his cock.

Her hand quickly fell into a rhythm that Cameron knew would have him spraying all over if he didn’t shut it down. His mouth needed to taste her, her strokes only urging his own need to please her and instruct her forward.

“Baby, come here.” He gently pulled her hand from around his shaft.

His eyes rolled back in his head as his cock tried to take control of his brain wondering why the hell he would put a stop to the dream strokes Victoria had been laying on him.

Down boy, it’s all good. You gotta learn things are not as they used to me. She’s not some damn glory hole; she is the damn glory.

Cameron edged her toward the sofa, kissing and nibbling her neck as he turned her and sat her down. Her eyes were stuck wide and innocent, so much younger than her years, but this shit was all new to her.

Cameron had never been more thankful for anything in his life than when she told him she had never let anyone else inside her before. What he did to deserve that kind of gift, he had no idea.

He wanted to see all of her, he could tell she was having one of her insecure moments when he got her down on the sofa, gently opening her legs and raising her knees so he could look at the world’s most beautiful pussy.

She began to pull her knees together when Cameron stepped back to admire her.

“Don’t.” He gave her a stern stare. “Open your legs. You’re fucking beautiful. You’re tearing me up inside — you have no idea what you do to me. Seeing you like this, Jesus fucking Christ, I could stare at you for hours. You’re fucking perfect. So don’t start that shit again— covering yourself. We went over this that shit’s going to get you in trouble, little girl.”

Cameron peeled off two layers from his torso. Victoria stared, still amazed at the way his body moved, each muscle tightening under his command. The way each broad, flat pectoral muscle gleamed in the light, smooth and hard.

He stared at her with an intensity reserved for the ring when everything else in the world needed to fall away, or you could pay with your life.

Her knees began to soften, the glimmer of her pink perfection catching his eye as he dropped every other piece of clothing from the waist down, his cock standing high and ready, but she needed his mouth.

He intended to gorge on her until she melted into a blubbering puddle. It wouldn’t take him long to cum after that, and he promised to give her at least 24 hours to recover, but his cock still had him doubting that could happen.

Cameron dropped down, kissing his way from the tips of her toes to her knees, then down the inside of each thigh, holding her legs in his hands so there was no choice but to yield to him.

She needed to become very fucking comfortable with showing herself like this because he intended to be in this viewing position as often as life would allow. There was no masterpiece hanging in any museum anywhere that could compete with what lay before him.

Her sweet scent had his head banging along with his cock. There was no more patience left in him and he didn't give her any warning before he jumped from his nibbling kisses on her inner thighs to open-mouthed seating his tongue inside her as deep as it would reach.

He lapped and sucked her juices; sending his tongue on a deep diving mission over and over to find out just how far it could go.

“Oh God — “

Victoria’s body jerked and her fingers dug into the soft linen cushion under her ass. His mouth was everywhere at once, taking her breath away and sending her body into sensory overload.

He attacked her. He tongue fucked her until her tightness wrapped around as he pushed in and out, her body rising and falling, spurring him on. Her body turned to a slick furnace, heating up as he re-discovered every nuance and fold.

He knew he could stay right here, savoring her, eating at her for an hour, longer if she would let him. She was already making little keening, purring noises and Cameron knew he needed to feel her cum in his mouth like he needed the fucking air.

As soon as her sweet juice ran over his tongue like a spring river, the beast in him took over, slow and gentle were a distant memory and he ate her like a vulture. He worked her swollen clit until she flowed in his mouth and came with a scream as her hips rose to ride on his tongue like a master.

Cameron licked and nibbled until her breath steadied and the yelps and gasps softened. His free hand fell to give his thick, throbbing, greedy erection a few strokes, trying to calm the beast as her flavor and scent only threw fuel to the fire.

He couldn’t help but swoop down low — taking a couple handfuls of ass cheek and spreading her wide. He give her dark ass bud a quick flick with his tongue before he kissed his way up her belly, just a hint, so she understood he owned every part of her.

It would be only a matter of time before he ravished her ass, and the sooner she understood no part of her would be off limits, the better.

“I promised I would give you a day to heal.”

“It’s okay.” Her voice was breathy, her open thighs shaking like Jell-O.

“Nope. I’m a man of my word. I may have a stroke, but I’m not going to let my cock inside you again until you’ve had your 24 hours.”

Cameron stood up, the skin on his cock was stretched tight and shone with pressure and pre-cum. Victoria felt her belly flip looking at the masterpiece of flesh and bone that stood in front of her.

“Doesn’t mean you’re not going to take care of this. Come here. Right here, on your knees.”

25

Victoria felt a warm rush of heat move from her head down to her toes as his voice ordered her into place. He was a mountain, magnificent in form and presence.

When he spoke in that low, commanding tone, her belly did cartwheels.

Her life before now was dance of fight or flight. A juxtaposition of cowering from the pain and indifference of her father and the bravado that hid the terrified little girl that never seemed to feel safe.

She felt the soft carpet under her knees and her insides buzzed as though connected to low voltage wires. Her eyes wide as she inched toward the carved angles and defined muscle of the person long looming in the shadows of her life, waiting for her, protecting her when no one else seemed to care.

“Take care of me, Victoria.”

She never imagined it would be like this. Sex, that is. With him.

If she’d thought about it before, it would have seemed humiliating, demeaning the way he ordered and instructed her. Instead, it sent fire over her skin; a clutching tension low into her belly like the first time you rode a bike.

At first you’re scared, unsteady and unsure. Then, you find your balance, you feel like you are flying, free and amazed at how easy it is.

She took him in her hands, leaning forward to lick the drops of clear liquid that covered the small slit, looking up to see him watching her with his mouth open as his breath moved his chest up and down.

“God, yes — good girl. Lick all the way down, then back up, get me nice and wet.”

Victoria would have thought she would be embarrassed by his instruction, that she would cower and giggle or want him to stop. But, it was the opposite, she craved his voice, his guidance, the way his hands moved over hers until she learned what he wanted.

When she looked up into his face, all she wanted to see was that she brought him pleasure, that she was following his orders and doing as he wanted and he was pleased.

She tasted his quintessential masculine flavor as her tongue glided over the silky soft skin that housed the iron rod underneath. She wanted him in her mouth, tasting and sucking, licking and following every vein and ridge. She licked and sucked as much of him as she could into her mouth, tapping at her tonsils until she felt her throat lurch and she gasped for air.

“Slow baby, it’s okay. Take it slow, use your hands like this — “

Cameron’s voice fell from his lips like a master to a student, then he began to guide her head and her hands, matching her sucking with the pumping of his thick, throbbing girth. She understood what he wanted and her body quivered as she did her very best.

Both his hands moved to her head, holding her still as he began to shift and rock his hips into her willing mouth.

“That’s it, God, that feels so fucking good, Jesus —” He was growling, looking down at her, then his eyes closed and his head fell back.

Victoria tasted more of his pre-cum slick on her tongue and it spurred her on, opening her throat and pushing her face into each thrust of his hips, urging him deeper, inviting him to push into her throat.

“Fuck baby, oh my God, so deep, so good — “

Pleasure flooded Victoria as his cock swelled in her mouth, the ridge around the head engorged and Cameron pulled his cock through her lips, then quickly back inside, plunging in and out with soft popping sounds until she heard him groan.

“Swallow baby, swallow, take my cum like a good girl — “

The first hot spray of his thick cum hit the back of her throat, coating her tongue and the salty flavor sent a wave of bizarre pride over her. Cameron breathed deep, exhaled with a primal groan and released thick ropes into her mouth until he pulled out at the last minute.

“Open, let me see.” His voice low, his breath fast.

Victoria quickly opened her mouth, white liquid still spread over her tongue as Cameron’s hand worked the tip of his cock and another hot thick jet shot into her mouth.

“That’s it. Very good, swallow it all now.”

God, is this me? I feel like I’m going to cum when he talks like that, Jesus —

Victoria could feel her own arousal throbbing and flowing out as she finished every drop and leaned back on her heels, waiting for his next order. She didn’t care how much it would hurt, she wanted him to take her right then, she wanted to feel him inside of her.

But, she knew him and he was nothing if not honorable. If he promised, it was not going to happen and Victoria felt the clutch of desperation pull between her legs.

He must have sensed her need, because he lowered his eyes and pointed back to the couch.

“On your knees, face the wall. I need one more taste of that sweet pussy before we can wrap this up. Don’t talk, crawl and get up there, I want a view of that amazing ass, then I’m going to eat you from behind until you scream the damn walls down.”

Her belly flipped and her skin felt like a hundred bees were dancing around, threatening to sting at any moment. Victoria couldn’t remember the last time she felt so
alive
, so
aware
of every part of her body.

She followed his instructions and in a split second, his mouth was on her again, this time taking a bite out of each ass cheek as Victoria gasped and jerked.

Pain shot down the backs of her legs, pulling the skin into goosebumps as he laid his teeth into her again.

“Owww,” Victoria moaned into her forearm as she rested her head against the back cushion.

“Just marking my territory, babe. My brand will be all over your ass.”

He bit down hard enough that it jolted her, but it also sent a shock wave directly from her ass into her belly, a rush of heat and tingling dancing between her legs.

She wanted more, it hurt, but it seemed to only throw gasoline on the fire and she felt her hips cock up and back, opening herself and inviting him to give her what she so desperately needed.

“Feed me your pussy.”

Cameron lowered down behind her. He could smell her pussy’s heat.

Victoria pressed her hips up and back until she felt the flick of his tongue on her soaking entrance. He sucked at the fountain of her flow and circled her nub until her hips quivered on his face.

“Good girl.”

Victoria yelped as he moved up, his tongue circled her dark entrance, slipping his fingers down lower and into her soaking heat. The sensation of his mouth on her ass turned her belly into a spring wound far too tight as he finger fucked her pussy and his tongue began to open her from behind.

“God, oh my God — “

There were no words for how this felt. He swirled around slow, licking her dark bud and driving his fingers upward in time with the pressure from his tongue. He worked the tight ring of her ass, then his tongue pushed gently until her body yielded and opened slightly.

Her hips were shaking as he attacked her ass with his mouth just as he did to her pussy. His tongue unrelenting until he pushed just inside, his fingers working fast and hard in her soaking core until everything else it the world fell away and she came with a jolt and a scream as his tongue fucked into her tight, dark star.

Victoria struggled to catch a breath, the orgasm pulsing and tingling from her toes up to her scalp, while Cameron devoured her.

She never dreamed someone would want to do that to her, or that she would ever want them to. He didn’t ask, and she was fairly sure he never would, and it had given her a freedom to just feel and not worry or think about what was happening.

If he was more gentle, slow and easy, asking her what she wanted, she was sure she would have cowered away from the things he did to her.

If she thought too much about what they were doing, she would be under the sheets with the lights off, missionary only, or not at all. But, Cameron knew her, knew she needed to have the choices taken away in order to be free to experience the pleasure that she never dreamed could exist. Especially for her.

Victoria felt a reckless abandon with him. She wanted to do things she could never have contemplated before. He knew her and even more than ever before, she trusted him like no one else in her life.

“God damn, Vic.” Cameron turned her over and pulled her into his chest. The harsh, hardness of his body pressed into her soft curves, melded their bodies until Victoria couldn’t tell where she ended and he began.

“I can’t believe this.
Us
, God Cam.”

“What don’t you believe?”

“I mean, come on, it’s a little crazy don’t you think? You. Me. Everything. What are we going to tell everyone?”

“I’ll tell them I kidnapped you and brainwashed you by slapping you with my dick. What the fuck do you want me to tell them? They’ve never given a mouse shit what you want or what’s good for you. I know you are not worried about ‘everyone’, you’re worried about Larry and Roger. Fuck them. They’re going to get what is coming to them one of these days and you and I will be long gone.”

“I won’t leave the gym, Cam. They need me. If I’m gone, the place —”

“Fuck the gym. Why do you have this sick loyalty to them? They’ve used you, treated you like shit, and left you to the wolves. Don’t look at me like that either.” She had that tense, worried look she got whenever Roger was railing on her about whatever imaginary thing she had done wrong.

“But — we don’t know how long this is going to last Cam. I mean, come on.”

Did she really just say that? She really has lost her mind. Must be all the orgasms are making her crazy. Girl needs schooling.

“Stop. Right fucking there. Did I not just tell you exactly where my fucking head is at where we are concerned? Do you want me to break your damn neck? Don’t even — “

Cameron turned, leaving her kneeling on the edge of the sofa cushions as he pulled her hand and Victoria almost fell to her knees.

“What. Ouch, God. You’re a caveman, my legs are not working all that well, give a girl a minute okay?”

“Listen, don’t fucking do that. Don’t even bullshit kid around about this not working or whatever. That’s bullshit. This fuckery has been working itself out for years, now we are here and it works. It’s going to work for a long fucking time. Get your ass up. I’m pissed the fuck off. Come on, shower time. Then, I have to go — “

If he let his baser instincts take over, he would have her wrapped around him and buried deep inside teaching her just how long this was going to last. Instead, he settled for soaping every inch of her until he got a handle on the battle between his brain and his cock.

“Come here.” Cameron held her clothes out for her to get dressed.

“God, you’re impossible, you know that? Just what I need another man bossing me around.”

“I’mma let that go because if I don’t you’re going to be up Shirley shit creek. Just shut up and come on babygirl. God, you’re a pain in my ass.”

After she pulled on her jeans and gym t-shirt, Cameron had them down the stairs and in the Camaro. It was dark, just the shadows of the shapes that came out at night beginning to lurk around every corner as they drove.

“I’m going to drop you at the hospital. You drive Larry and Ash back to the house, okay? Just hang with him over there. I’ll be back late, after mid-night. Just stay there and I’ll drive you home. I’m going to have to clear up this shit with Asher sooner or later.”

“I can handle Asher. It’s nothing, Cam. It will probably never come up again.”

“Uh huh. Clearly, you are delusional. I fucking waited all these years, you don’t know how men work, little girl.”

“Asher is not you. Thank god.”

Cameron took her little jab and reached over to wrap his fingers into her hair. There was a clutching need in his gut to have some kind of physical connection to her every second.

“Just do what I tell you, okay? Pick him up, hang there at the house and keep things light. Are we clear?”

Cameron’s voice deepened as he thought of Asher’s confession. If there was anyone else he trusted to watch over his brother, he would have them there, but right now, she was it.

“Just drive, you’re swerving all over the road. Pay attention.”

“If you don’t take your hand off my knee, I’m going to completely lose my shit and drive us into a parked car.”

“What? This? Is this bothering you?” Victoria tip toed her fingers up the inside seam of his jeans and the Camaro lurched forward as his foot stomped on the gas.

“No, it’s not fucking bothering me, but unless you want to be bent over in the hospital parking lot with your jeans around your knees, you better fucking knock it off. You’ve known me a long time, Vic. Are you beginning to understand I fuck like I fight? Especially with you, there’s some crazy pent up shit in here, so don’t play unless you’re ready to pay.”

Cameron put his hand on top of hers, pulling it up and pressing it down on the long, thick monster that was already rebuilding steam in his pants.

“God, does that thing ever take a break? Are all guys like this?”

“I don’t know shit about other guys and how hard their cocks are or for how damn long. To answer your other question, yes, my cock is always on patrol. High and fucking tight as a boot camp soldier's hair cut -- at least around you. So, keep that in mind, little girl, I’m taking it easy on you right now so you can have a minute to heal, but you better brace yourself for what is coming, because I’ve been holding back like that little boy with his finger in the damn dike. You’ve got no fucking idea what is waiting for you when the real fucking circus comes to town.”