First And Ten: Going Deep (2 page)

moment, our tongues intertwined in a spark of fire that sent my burning

lust spiraling out of control.

Then he pushed me way, his eyes going wide with shock while my

heart cried out in sudden dismay. He looked deeply offended—and I

couldn't blame him.
What the hell was I doing?
My face burned brighter,

but now it wasn't desire but shame consuming it, showering my sudden

lust with the equivalent of cold water.

Taking two steps back, he kept looking at me in shock and then he

snapped his head to the side and when his eyes came back to meet mine,

he grinned, his eyes turning intensely feral and clamping down on mine.

That was all it took, I was done—My lust sprang back up wildly, and

all rational thought abandoned me. I wanted him and I tried to invite him

with my eyes to take whatever he wanted.

Bobby didn't make me wait more than a couple of frantic heartbeats.

He grabbed me by the shoulders and slammed me into the door. Hard.

I grunted, barely having time to gasp a desperate breath before his lips

came down on mine. Hard. Just like the rest of him. My body turned to

jello, wanting, needing to mold into his, but he rebuffed me. His hands

dropped to my shoulder, keeping me firmly pinned against the door. I

became aware my breasts were straining against my bra, pushing my

blouse out, screaming for his touch.

Firmly in control, he teased me, denying me, denying my sudden

demanding needs. His hands ran down my shoulders, purposely avoiding

my breasts, streaming down to my thighs.

My body bucked in the grip of a raging desire that screamed to be

unleashed. My hands found his hard pecs, clamping down so hard, he

hissed in reaction..

“Do you want this?” he taunted, his lips pulling off mine to remain a

fingertip away.

“Yes, I want this, I want you, just take me,” I whimpered, afraid he

would stop, that he would throw me out of the room.

He moved his left hand to the side of my head and his extremely long

thumb, dear God it was long—I hoped he was just as long somewhere

else—traced along my jaw. I let out an involuntary whimper and lifted my

face so he couldn't refuse returning to kiss me as my skin flushed under

each gentle, teasing stroke of that incredibly long thumb. Before I could

think about what I was doing, I moved my head and took his thumb into

my mouth.

His body trembled and then went rigid, “Oh God, baby!”

Baby—
oh how I liked the sound of that, aware I had him in my control

for just a brief moment—a moment I intended to take full advantage of. I

let my tongue and teeth slide over his thumb as he pulled and pushed it

gently in my mouth. I knew he was fantasizing it was his cock and
so was

I
. I grabbed his hand between mine, slowly taking the full length of his

thumb into my mouth, sucking on it softly.

“Oh, baby,” he moaned, and just the way he said it, I knew he couldn't

take much more. I released his thumb from between my lips and let my

head and hands fall back against the door. “Anything you want, you can

have, here and now. Just take it,” I felt rather than saw the delight that

jumped into his eyes at my words.

Then his eyes darkened again, that bright green nearly swallowed by

the black. Fuck, that was incredibly sexy, he really was a lion ready to

devour his prey. Only this prey was ready and willing.

“Are you sure you can handle it?” He asked and I wasn't sure if he

meant the eminent hot sex about to happen or something more. His dark

eyes were asking something I couldn't read.

Miami is a city swarming with beautiful women, and while you're cute

with all the appropriate curves, you're just not in their league, girl—
I bit

my lip, wanting to shrink away, the burning lust starting to die. I could

lose this job, this vital money to my existence, no problemo—hell—I was

already in way over my head. I just needed to know I wasn't just some

brief, enjoyable entertainment he would brag about in the locker room

tomorrow. If I was going to be devoured by this shark, I wanted him to

remember this
only time
experience forever.

His eyes raked up and down my body before returning to pierce

directly into my eyes, seeing my sudden hesitation. “If you can't finish

what you started—”

Oh,
so now he thought he could challenge me?
He thinks he has the

upper-hand?
Well
,
I would show him. No more teasing, it was time to go downtown—I grabbed that towel around his waist and pulled it off,

throwing it to the floor.
Oh lovely, it's so huge and long!
Before he could

react, I dropped to my knees. I wasn't playing around. I grabbed his

massive cock and shoved it into my mouth—hard. I didn't tease, I didn't

give him the pleasure of wrapping my lips around the head and sliding

down slowly, I rammed it into my mouth, taking as much as I could

swallow.

“Oh my God,” he moaned as his whole body went rigid again. His

hands slammed into the door behind me, trying to brace himself. “Oh my

fucking God!”

My lips sucked down hard pulling back to ram it back in again. His

left hand found the back of my head, grabbing a handful of my hair and

pulling hard. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, the part I

would never be able to take in my mouth, and his hips exploded into

furious action, pumping his shaft so deep into my throat, I had to bite back

a gag.

He began to pound my face, fucking my mouth so hard, I wondered if

it would leave bruises. I didn't care, I was loving it, I had control of him,

he was helpless in my hands.

He couldn't stand it for long, he pulled out and I moaned in the sudden

loss of that stabbing, wonderful molten-hot cock. I reached out to grab it,

to not let it escape me, but he had other ideas.

He pulled me to my feet and thrust me against the door again. Hard

enough, I could feel my back muscles groan and began to heat into bruises. His hands grabbed the front of my blouse and ripped it apart,

showering the padded carpet with petite gold buttons. Before I could gasp

in surprise, his lips came down hard on mine, grinding into the softness as

his tongue thrust between them. My tongue met his and they interlaced in

molten fire. I felt our teeth collide with a loud click, and then he pulled

back a little, his teeth reaching out and sucking my bottom lip between

them. Those strong hands of his seized my breasts, squeezing down so

hard my breath just jumped out me. I tried to draw my breath back in, but

his lips crashed back down on mine, giving me no chance. I had push him

away slightly and take a huge gulp, and then he was on me again.

His hands reached and grabbed the straps of my bra and yanked it

down to my waist. They rose up and cupped my bare breasts squeezing

them, kneading them until I had to throw back my head and utter

something between a scream and a shivering moan. He gave me to time to

pause as his thumbs found my nipples, pushing them up, and then twirling

them around until I thought I would lose my mind in the tantalizing promise of what was to come. My hand reached down, pressing flat on his

lower, rock hard abdomen and then slid down, grabbing his throbbing

cock. I twisted in concert with his manipulation of my nipples, drawing a

shaking moan from him. Pinching down hard, he pulled my nipples out

between his thumb and forefinger.

I longed for him to take them in his mouth, to suck the shit out of

them, but again—he had other ideas. His forefinger dropped off my left

nipple and hooked in between my legs, probing deep, finding and

fingering my clit.

“Oh my god!” I screamed, throwing my back into the door. It only

took a few rubs, grinding the silk fabric of my underwear into my clit so

unbearably pleasurable, my pussy juices soaked the bottom of my

underwear. My hand grabbed and pulled that hard cock towards me,

begging him to plunge it into me. I had never wanted anything so damn

much.

Bobby knew what I wanted and seemed ready to comply. My pants

and underwear disappeared in one quick motion, and then I was bare—

ready and waiting as the heat of my lust inflamed my pussy, begging for

him to take me—to fuck me now!

Something slid inside me and I let out my loudest moan yet. It was

long and hard, but it wasn't hot enough to be his cock.
Quit teasing me,

you fucker,
I screamed silently as he curled his finger forward and hit my

most sensitive spot. He moved his finger in and out, slowly rubbing his

thumb back on forth on my clit until I was lost in unreal pleasure that was

building up to a massive orgasm.

I felt him slide a second finger inside me, and he began to speed up his

motion. I felt like I was burning from the inside-out as he moved faster

and faster. My thighs started to clench and I felt that telltale tightening as

my walls clamped down on his talented fingers. “Fuck! Bobby!” I

screamed as he continued his movements, intent on making me come. It

wouldn't be long and it would be earth shattering, I knew. Jerking hard

against his thrusting fingers, I felt my cunt squeeze down tight and then

release, sending my mind into a plane of euphoria, I never knew existed.

“Oh God!”

I was a quivering mass of jelly when he pulled his fingers out of me,

and I started to slide down the door, but he caught me before I could hit

the floor. Jerking me upright, Bobby pinned me to the door. I was so

overwhelmed I couldn't protest, though I knew it was only fair for him to

take his turn. Looking down, I saw his monster cock throb in

confirmation, and I shuddered. I didn't know if I could handle that huge

thing at this moment, but it was coming whether I was ready or not as

Bobby pressed up against me.

Bobby's hands tightened on my waist and he lifted me off the ground,

pressing me back into the wooden door, his cock pressing against my

swollen pussy lips.

Involuntarily, I arched my hips toward him, feeling a new burst of

desire explode in my loins and spread through my lower belly, ready for

the main event.

The fucker had enough control to tease me, rubbing the head of his

cock against my engorged pussy lips, sliding back and forth. Opening my

eyes, I saw him staring at me with this huge, cocky smile, so damn proud

of himself for keeping control. He was in charge and his eyes dared me to

surrender to him.

“Either go deep, or go home,” I dared him, letting him know it was

time to rise to the challenge. I wrapped my legs around his waist. My

hands found purchase on those massive shoulders.

“Here it comes baby,” he launched his pulsating missile into me.

I grabbed him hard to me, shivering as he penetrated deep inside me,

going all the way to the hilt. “Oh god, you're big. You're so damn big!”

Losing his control and that cocky smile, he began to fuck me, each

thrust going so deep, I thought I would rupture. But the exquisite pleasure

each thrust brought, outweighed the pain. I hugged him harder, urging

him to continue, to fuck the shit out me.

He didn't disappoint me, grabbing my ass in his hands and ramming

me for all he was worth. “Oh god, you're so tight, baby!”

I felt the door knob stab into my back and it fucking
hurt
, making the

skin above my tailbone swell in burning agony, but I didn't care. I arched

away from it as best as I could and met him thrust for thrust. Our bodies

were now both slick with sweat but it only made our motions smoother,

free of irritating friction. I couldn't believe it when I felt it again, my

pussy clenched against him, squeezing the shit out of his penis and I came

again, almost sobbing out his name as I came.

I tried to shift away from him, my pussy so sensitive, I could barely

stand the feel of him inside me, but he wasn't done, not by a long shot. He

didn't have to tell me, I could feel it in the way his cock throbbed deep

inside me, screaming for Bobby to continue, to let it finish destroying me.

And it would, I thought, it was too massive of a beast to deny.

Giving me a moment to enjoy the bliss of my orgasm, Bobby help me

tightly, lowering his head to my shoulder, his lips touching caressing my

collar bone. His cock still strained inside me, demanding to be released to

finish the job, but he held firm, letting its complaint of being denied send

tremors through his body.

I think that was the moment I fell for him, my mind rebelling against it

as soon as I had that incredibly foolish thought. I was nothing to him,

except a memorable moment. But still, I couldn't let go of it, of how

incredibly sweet and caring he was. I was all his if he wanted me.
Too

bad, I'd never find the courage to ask.