Her Best Mistake (4 page)

“You’re so fucking wet for me.” He rubbed his cock along her cleft, and brushed her clit with every upstroke. “Damn, you are soaked for me, baby, so primed for my dick.” His words were a little slurred, and the scent of his cologne and the alcohol he’d consumed that night filled her head. They were both so drunk, but right now nothing else mattered but getting Toby’s dick inside of her. They held each other’s stares for several long seconds, and then they crashed their mouths together in a tangle of lips and teeth. Yeah, she was really doing this, really having sex with Toby. She pulled his hair, couldn’t help herself, but he grunted in approval.

Images of them together, skin wet with sweat, muscles stretched and taut from straining, filled her head and had her rubbing herself on him as best as she could given her position. Without thinking, because at this point all she wanted was him shoved so deep inside of her nothing else mattered, Shoshanna reached down, pushed his hand out of the way this time, and grabbed his impressive length. She shifted so she had his cockhead angled right at her entrance. For a moment time seemed to stand still. Right now there was only she and Toby.

“Do it, Toby, fuck me.” God, Shoshanna was being a wanton little slut, but Toby’s answering groan told her he liked it. She shifted slightly, moved her leg so she was spread open for him, and the tip of his cock became lodged in her body. The high she felt engulfed her, making all common sense and reality fade. Nothing else mattered except right now.

“I’m going to fuck you so good and hard that you’ll only want me from now on, baby.”

She didn’t bother telling him that this night was probably their one and only. Toby was screwing her because he was drunk, and she had never had balls big enough to do this, but she was because of her inebriated state, too. Yes, they may have had a connection years ago, but it had been only during that one time at the party, and she’d never let herself go further with him. This may be only about sex right now, both of them getting this need out, nut she’d enjoy every minute of it. His entire body was strung so tight. Golden, tatted up skin flexed and bunched as he held his arm by her head still. The ring pierced through his nipple was small, yet masculine. When he slid in another inch, stretching her so damn good, he bared his teeth and closed his eyes.

“God, you’re so damn big.” And he was. That wasn’t an exaggeration, not when she felt like she was going to split right in two.

He rested his forehead against hers, and they panted against each other’s mouths. “Even though your pussy is so damn juicy for me you’re tight as fuck.”

She let her head fall back against the wall behind her and closed her eyes. It felt like she was burning alive, like
he
was burning her alive. He became buried to the hilt inside of her, and then started moving in and out of her, faster and harder. She couldn’t wrap her head around the pleasure that she already felt, and they had just started.

“Shoshanna,
Christ
, you feel so unbelievable,” he said in a gruff, hoarse whisper, and pumped into her again and again.

Seeing all of that hard muscle flexing under his skin, had a shiver working through her. He had tattoos, lots of tattoos that covered his arms and chest, ones that were as artistic as they were intimidating. He looked into her eyes, and started fucking her even harder this time. Sweat covered her skin, and she saw beads of perspiration on his forehead. “Hell, baby.”

It felt like he was so deep inside of her, touching every secret spot she had. God, it was good,
so
good. He curled his arm around her waist, and she wrapped her legs around his hips tighter, stabilizing herself. With his hand by her head on the wall and his other hand on her ass cheek, he started moving in and out of her so fast that her back moved up and down on the wall. The sounds of their flesh slapping together, of her wet skin moving along his in a very filthy, erotic way, had her pleasure mounting. The sounds that came from her were loud, clipped, and would have humiliated her if she wasn’t so aroused and drunk.

“You feel so good.” He ground the words out and closed his eyes for a second before he opened them again. Toby made this low growly sound when he slammed into her especially hard, and her head slammed back against the wall. When he pulled almost all the way out, and then slowly pushed back into her, he was a little gentler. He did this repeatedly. Toby went back to kissing her, kissed her until she felt like her lips would bleed from the passion that came from him. With each passing second he didn’t give her slow and intimate again, but fast and hard. The burn of her back rubbing against the wall heightened her pleasure, and she felt her climax mounting.

“I want to see you come, want to feel you milking my dick until we both go over the edge, Shoshanna.” He reached between them and pressed his thumb to her clit, rubbing it back and forth. With his cock deep in her pussy, and his thumb on her clit, his breathing came in short pants.

“Yeah, baby. I knew it would be this way.”

She didn’t think too hard on what he had just said. He slammed into her twice, applied more pressure to her clit until she was about to come once more, but right when she was there he slowed his motions. Shoshanna wanted to scream out in frustration, but before she could do or say anything he grunted against her neck, barely holding on as well.

“I knew you’d feel this good in my arms, clenching around my cock, baby.”

She didn’t know how to respond to that. But he didn’t give her a chance to say anything because he started thrusting like a madman now. In and out, faster and harder, and she got lost in the sensation, and the scent and power that came from him. Shoshanna felt herself falling over the edge once more, and came long and hard. She thought he’d come, too, but instead of groaning out his release he pulled out of her right when her climax ended. A gasp left her, and she stared at him wide-eyed as the empty feeling slammed into her.

“W-what are you doing, Toby?”

He didn’t respond, just held onto her waist with both of his hands, turned away from the wall, and started striding to what she assumed was his bedroom. Her heart beat so hard and fast, and even though she had already come more than once, she wanted more. God, did she want more.

Chapter Five

He had her on the bed a second later, his sheets smelling like him and intoxicating her further. He covered her with his body and buried his face in the crook of her neck. He inhaled deeply and said in a low voice, “You smell so good, baby. Taste so good.” He took possession of her mouth again, dragging his tongue along hers, and causing so many sensations to pass through her body.

“God,” she breathed out, feeling lightheaded from the way he made her feel. He continued to kiss her, and then moved his mouth down her neck to lick at her pulse that beat frantically right below her ear. “That feels so good.”

He groaned, and the vibrations on her throat went right to her clit. “Say that again.” He cupped her breast, and she let her head fall back against the pillow. He continued to thrust gently against her pussy, dry humping her and his cock slipping in her body again.

“You’re making me feel so good.” The room spun from her arousal and the alcohol moving quickly through her veins. He did wicked things to her nipple with his forefinger and thumb. Toby tweaked the tip, rubbed it between his fingers, and had the blood rushing to the surface. It felt so good,
he
felt so good, and he knew just the right place to touch her that lit her up faster than pouring gasoline on an open fire. There wasn’t a part of him that wasn’t toned, ripped, and defined. He was wholly male, and she had never felt more out of control with her emotions than she did right now. A low rumble left him, and he flattened his tongue at the base of her throat and dragged it up slowly.

When he leaned back, she opened her eyes and stared at where he watched his cock move through her folds. “You see what you do to me?” His dick glistened with her arousal, and this nagging in the back of her mind spoke of something, but she was too far gone to pay it any attention. He started thrusting a little faster against her, her pussy lips hugging his length, and the tip of his dick sliding along her clit every time he thrust up. He cupped one bared breast, rolled the nipple between his thumb and index finger, and moved to the next. He did this repeatedly while continuing to press against her, over and over again until she was mindless with need.

Spreading her legs even wider so he could settle his hips between them, she felt the air leave her when all of his weight pressed her into the bed. Seconds later, he braced himself on his forearms by her head and lifted his upper body partially up. He never took his gaze from her.

“I wish I wasn’t so fucking drunk right now.” He closed his eyes and breathed out.

“If I wasn’t so wasted I’d be able to fully appreciate this moment right now.” He said the last part softer this time, so low she almost didn’t hear him. He shifted so their bellies weren’t touching anymore. He opened his eyes and made eye contact with her. Toby trailed his finger between her breasts, and lower still. When he cupped her pussy, using his fingers to part her folds, a little sound left her. Lowering his face again, he pressed his mouth against hers, barely touching her. “I want to lick your pussy, baby. I want to lick you until you come all over my face,” he murmured against her mouth, and she arched her back, pressing her breasts into his firm, warm flesh.

The truth was she had never had a guy down there before, never wanted one to have their mouth on her pussy either … that was before she had Toby on top of her. Toby started moving his fingers up and down her pussy, parting her lips and brushing against her clit. She was burning alive, and there was no escape. He trailed his lips down her body and stopped when he got between her thighs. His warm breath brushed along her cleft, and even though she should have felt some semblance of self-consciousness that his face was so close to
that
part of her, she felt nothing but unrestrained desire.

“
God
.” Neck arching, hands fisting into the sheets, and her breath leaving her violently, Shoshanna stared at the ceiling, trying to control herself. When he ran the tip of his tongue along the opening of her body, a tremor worked its way through her. He ran his tongue up her cleft, circled her clit until she was thrashing her head back and forth, and dragged the muscle back down to her opening where he slowly penetrated her. For being as drunk as he said he was, and for how much she knew he was, he was skilled in what he did. God, what would it feel like to have him be with her like this when he was sober? Her imagination was pretty vivid.

“Fuck, I knew you’d taste like this.” He took his thumbs, pulled her lips apart and started to devour her pussy with rapid, long licks. His grunts fuelled her desire and sent shocks of vibrations to her core. She was close to coming again, and no matter how much she’d had to drink tonight her orgasms seemed to keep increasing in frequency with Toby.  Tensing, trying to hold off on coming because she didn’t want this to end, she reached out and grabbed a chunk of his hair with both of her hands.

“Toby,
oh
, Toby,” she said over and over again like it was her mantra.

“Don’t fight it,” he said with a slightly slurred voice, but then attacked her pussy with his mouth even harder. “I want you to come so fucking badly.” It was those erotic, dirty words that were her undoing. Shoshanna tugged on the short, silky strands of his hair as her climax tore through her. Toby never once stopped licking her, and in fact added a thick finger into her body right at the peak of her pleasure. It was intense and mind numbing.

When the tremors left her and she lay there sucking in air, he removed his finger from her still clenching pussy, moved up her body, and kissed her. His tongue tangled with hers, and the flavor of her, mixed with everything that was Toby Mason invaded her taste buds. His erection was a living entity between her thighs, hot and hard, and she wanted it inside of her again. She closed her eyes for a second and lifted her hips slightly, trying to get him to fuck her once more. Firm fingers gripped her chin, and she opened her eyes.

He smoothed his fingers over her cheek, as if memorizing her skin. With his other hand between their bodies, he positioned himself at her entrance. The thick head of his shaft breached her opening, and that flash of uncomfortable stretching slammed into her even though he had already been inside of her tonight.

“Wrap your legs around me, baby.”

She lifted her legs and hooked them around his lean waist. He didn’t tease her anymore, just slammed right into her hard and fast. A gasp of pain and pleasure left her, and she slid up the bed an inch. A mask of ecstasy washed over his face, and she saw the sheen of perspiration covered his skin.

“It feels so fucking good. I don’t think you’ll ever know how good you feel to me, how good it feels to be inside of your body.” Dropping his head to the crook of her neck, Toby started slowly thrusting in and out of her, increasing his speed with every passing second. He pulled out just enough that the crown of his dick was the only thing lodged in her pussy, and then he slammed back into her. His eyes were closed, the tendons in his neck taut, and his jaw clenched. The drugged look he wore had her inner muscles clenching around his length, which caused him to groan deep in his throat.

“You have no idea what I want to do to you, how I want to touch you, kiss you,
fuck
you.” He shoved deep inside of her and she moved up the bed another inch. His hands were on the mattress beside her head now, and she could see out of the corner of her eyes the way he pulled at the sheets, clenching the material in his big fists. Dipping his head and running the tip of his nose along her ear, she shivered in response.

“I want to know what you’d do to me, Toby.”

He breathed out harshly, his big balls slapping her ass as he pushed into her harder then the last. “You’d run screaming if you knew how hard I want to fuck you.” He stared right in her eyes. “This is nothing, baby. This is nothing compared to what I want to do. You’d be scared if you knew how much I want to own your body … own
you
, Shoshanna.”

He was losing his mind, maybe so drunk he didn’t even know what in the hell he was talking about. Maybe this was what he said to all the girls he screwed?

Does it matter? Just let him make you feel good.

He pulled out and thrust hard into her again, and a cry of pleasure left her. He gripped a chunk of her hair, tilted her head back, and gently bit the side of her neck.

“Does that scare you?” His words sounded dangerous, but so hot, too. “Answer me, baby.” Another hard push into her and she was forced to tighten her fingers in his massive biceps and hold on.

“No, you don’t scare me.” Not at the moment he didn’t. At the moment she wanted to feel nothing but mind-altering pleasure, one that would cancel out the fact her life sucked at the moment.

He stopped thrusting and leaned back slightly. “You should be afraid, Shoshanna.”

Maybe she should have been, but the truth was he turned her on, and the danger he evinced had this arousal pumping through her veins like an intoxicating concoction. She braced her feet on the mattress and lifted her hips in time with his powerful pumping.

“Damn, baby.” He started moving faster, and right when she would have come he pulled out.

For a moment Shoshanna was stunned speechless. Had he really just stopped when she was so close, when the precipice of finding that complete bliss was at her fingertips? Surely he had to get off, too, wanted to as well just as badly as she did. She lifted her head to stare at him from between her legs. Toby’s erection jutted forward, and the indentation of the piercing at the tip of his shaft was visible. The thickness of the hoop and ball that kept it in place was impressive. He gripped the root of his shaft, breathed out heavily, and stared at her pussy.

“I want to take you from behind, baby.” He didn’t smile, didn’t move, and just continued to stare at her. “I want to see your ass shake when I fuck you. I want to see how wide your pussy stretches around my cock.”

She was flipped over then, braced her hands and knees on the mattress, and stared at him from over her shoulder. He still gripped himself, but now he took his free hand and ran it over his mouth, back and forth, as he stared at her ass. He moved closer, so close that his body heat made her feel like a fire surrounded them. Placing the tip of his erection at the opening of her pussy once more, she expected him to slam inside of her, but he didn’t, and instead gripped her waist, groaned deeply, and pushed back into her slow and easy. Over and over he pulled out and pushed back in, never increasing his speed, but making sure to fill her completely and thoroughly. She ached for more, needed it as fiercely as she knew he could give. She still stared at him over her shoulder, watched as his throat worked when he swallowed, and knew he was holding back. He was nearly out of her body, his cockhead poised right the entrance of her pussy, and then he slammed into her so much harder than before. Toby curled his fingers into her belly, and shoved back into her hard again.

“Oh, God.” She closed her eyes as a ripple of pleasure passed through her. He did it again and again, keeping a bruising grip on her as he pounded into her already deliciously sore pussy. She was so close to getting off again, but before she could take matters into her own hands and touch herself Toby was reaching lower until he could rub her clit with his finger.

He had the swollen bundle of tissues between his finger and thumb, and pinched hard enough that her eyes watered and her orgasm crashed into her. The fact she could feel his piercing pressing against hidden nerves had her pleasure peaking to a volcanic level, and she bit her lip to hold off from screaming out for more. The tangy, metallic flavor of blood filled her mouth as she punctured her lip with her teeth. What Toby was doing to her at this moment couldn’t be called anything but fucking her raw. Her breasts shook from the force of his thrusts, and the sound of their damp skin slapping together filled her ears. He grunted and growled behind her like some kind of feral animal. With one ear-splitting groan and then grunt he buried the full length of his shaft inside of her and came. When his body was no longer taut he covered her back with his chest, his warm, humid breath coasting along her nape, and his sweat slicked skin pressing to hers.

They fell to the side at the same time, and Toby immediately curled his arms around her and brought her back to his solid chest. She was too drunk from the alcohol still, and now too high from the euphoria moving through her, so all she wanted to do was sleep. But before she let the darkness take her away she felt his shaft softening inside of her, and the warm fluid of his cum slipping from her pussy. And then she realized she had made a huge error in judgment, because she had just let Toby fuck her without any protection, and his cum was currently making a wet spot on the bed beneath her.