NiceGirlsDo (4 page)

Rubbing her breasts against his chest, she slowly slid the head of his dick along the length of her slit. He shuddered and she moaned at the contact. “That's nice, but I want more.”

He stared down at her, his green gaze dark with desire.

“I want to feel you inside me with nothing between us.”

He shook his head. “That's a charming invitation, but I'll have to pass on it.”

“It's been nearly seven years since I had unprotected sex with my ex. How long has it been for you?”

“About fourteen years, but --”

“Then when you come, I want it to be inside me.” She massaged his balls and eased the big head of his dick between her wet slit. “I want you to shoot every drop of cum deep in my pussy to put out the fire there.”

He cupped her breasts in his hands. He eased his hips forward then stopped with several inches of cock lodged in the opening of her pussy. He slid his big hands over her back to cup her ass. “You're beautiful and so damn sexy, just looking at your large, lovely, dark body makes me want to come, but trust me when I tell you I don't need a bare cock to fully satisfy you and make you melt with lust for me.”

“But I want --”

He pressed a finger against her lips. “I promise you won't mind the condom. Even wearing one, I'll make you come again and again.”

She nodded, trembling with anticipation. She'd never felt hornier. His voice was so sexy and his dick so big, she suspected it wouldn't take more than a few deep thrusts to make her start gushing like a geyser. “You’re right. Of course we have to use a condom. I just lost my head for a moment. It’s been so long ... of course we’ll use a condom.”

He smiled and stroked his fingers through her folds. “You're already so wet.”

“Yes. So ... just fuck me already, won't you?”

He inserted several fingers inside her. “Damn, I love a woman who isn't afraid to admit she wants to be fucked.”

She placed her hand over his and pushed his fingers deep into her. “I want to be fucked over and over ... in my pussy ... up my ass ... in my mouth. I want to feel your cock everywhere.”

“There's nothing sexier than a beautiful, naked, black woman with a wet pussy and a candid lust for my cock.” He flicked his tongue against her nipples. “I'll be right back.”

She licked her lips and nodded.

He walked across the room and disappeared into the bathroom.

Chapter Three

When he appeared in the bathroom doorway a few minutes later, another condom covered his cock.

He’d been gone long enough for Darbi to begin to have second thoughts. She’d put her toys away and stood by the bed with her dress pressed against her body, wondering what the hell had gotten into her. For the love of God, she’d offered to allow him to fuck her without a condom! Offered? She’d begged for it. Thank God he’d had more sense and restraint than she had.

Now she just needed to find a tactful way to tell him she’d changed her mind. She closed her eyes briefly. God, please don’t let him go ballistic on me.

He stood in the doorway. Their gazes met and locked. After several moments, he crossed the room to her. He took the dress from her and tossed it onto the floor. He tipped up her chin. “Having second thoughts?”

She sucked in a breath and then sank her teeth in her bottom lip.

He brushed his hand against hers in a gesture she found strangely reassuring. “If you are, it’s okay.”

Her quick acceptance of his word surprised her. “It is? Are you sure?”

“I’m not going to lie and say I’m not aching to sleep with you, but I’m a man, not a boy. I can control myself if you’ve changed your mind.” He smiled. “Mind you, my balls will probably be permanently blue, but I’ll abide by your decision.” He caressed her cheek. “Have you?”

Relieved that he wouldn’t freak out on her, she took a deep breath, and then spoke in a rush, “No.”

He searched her gaze. “You’re sure? I want you so much I can almost taste my need, but I want you to be very sure. You don’t need to feel pressured because I’m here in front of you -- hard as a rock and horny as hell.”

She laughed and any lingering doubts vanished. “I’m very sure. I want you too -- now.”

“Then let’s make love.”

She blinked at him. Make love? It had been years since anyone -- Martin -- had made love to her. Her two lovers since her divorce had fucked her, but never made love to her. She doubted the man with her was interested in anything more than a quick fuck, but she was touched he cared about her feelings enough to pretend.

“Yes. Let’s.”

Cupping her face between his palms, he bent his head. She closed her eyes and felt his mouth brushing lightly against hers. That first touch of his lips sent a coil of heat into her belly. She placed her palms against his chest and leaned into him, parting her lips.

Releasing her face, he cupped one hand behind her head. Slipping his other arm around her waist, he peppered her lips with a series of long, warm kisses that had her arching her back and pressing her breasts against his chest within minutes.

As he deepened his kisses, the coil in her belly tightened. With desire spreading through her, she linked her arms around his neck and sucked eagerly at the tongue he flicked between her lips.

He continued to kiss her as he stroked his hands down her back. When she felt his big palms caressing her butt, she moaned. Eager for him to penetrate her and put out the sensual fire burning inside her, she moved her hips against his. She did it with a slow deliberation so that she could savor the feel of the thick length pulsing between their bodies.

He sucked in his breath and dragged his mouth from her lips. She opened her eyes and stared up at him. His green eyes blazed with desire. He took her hand in his. “Let’s get in bed.”

Her knees shook as she pushed the covers back and climbed onto the bed. He got in beside her and urged her from her side onto her back. Lying on his side, facing her, he caressed her breasts, rubbing his thumb over her nipples.

She shuddered. “Hmmm.”

He stroked his big, warm hands down over her stomach.

She caught her breath, waiting for the moment when he touched her pussy.

He paused with his hand lying over the top of her pubic hair. She turned her head and looked at him, her lips parted in a wordless plea for him to continue and touch her most intimate body part.

He leaned over her and pressed a slow, warm kiss against her mouth. “Part those long, beautiful legs of yours for me, sweetheart. I want to lie between them while I make love to you.”

He whispered the words against her lips in a deep, husky voice that made the muscles in her stomach clench and sent a flood of desire through her. “Yes. Oh, yes.” Her heart racing, she eagerly spread her legs.

He stroked his hand down her pubic hair to her slit. Still on his side, he pressed his lips behind her ear, as he explored her with his fingers.

Unable to contain herself, she moaned and closed her legs, imprisoning his fingers inside her body.

He laughed softly and nipped at her ear lobe. “You’re wet and ready.”

“Yes!”

“So am I. Part your legs again, sweetheart.”

She did.

He removed his fingers and kneeled between her thighs, staring down at her.

As if they had a mind of their own, her hips jerked upward. “Please.”

“Touch me,” he whispered. “Show me how much you want me.”

She reached out a trembling hand to touch his muscular thigh.

“A little to the middle,” he teased. Taking her hand in his, he pressed it against his cock.

Sucking in a breath, she closed her fingers around him. Lifting her butt, she pressed him against her slit. “Now ... please.”

“Now,” he echoed and eased his hips forward.

A flutter of intense pleasure flooded her as the head of his cock slipped between her folds and lodged just inside her. “Ooh.”

Settling between her legs, he drove his hips down, easing his full length into her.

She shivered and closed her eyes as ripples of pleasure danced along her nerve endings. It had been so long since she’d been with a man with a cock whose length and width were so satisfying. “Yes ... oh, God, yes. I want all of you inside me ... every hard, thick inch.”

When they were groin to groin, he rested his weight on her. He lay motionless in her for several moments. “You feel good, sweetheart. So good.”

She opened her eyes and found him staring down at her. Smiling, she slipped her arms around him and held him close. “Please.”

He bent his head. As he kissed her, he thrust gently in and out of her.

She moaned against his lips and rocked her hips against his, awash in delight. The three plus years since she’d been penetrated by anything other than her own fingers and her toys made his tender possession of her all the sweeter.

He kept his strokes long, measured, and deep. While his cock assuaged the ache in her pussy, he caressed her and rained sweet, insistent kisses against her parted lips, her neck, shoulders, and breasts.

Under the delicious assault, the coil of heat in her belly spun apart and spread down her body, invading her cunt, setting it on fire. She moaned and arched her back, thrusting her hips up against his. She tightened her muscles around his hard, thick flesh, her body tensing as her climax built.

He trailed his mouth from hers and fastened his lips over one of her breasts. He caressed and massaged the other mound as he shortened and increased the pace of his strokes.

The combination of the intensified thrusts and the attention to her breasts pushed her over the edge. Raking her nails down his back, she gasped, shoved her hips up to meet his downward thrusts, and blew apart.

He rolled them over so she lay sprawled on top of him, and held himself still inside her as she came. With his lips against her ear, he caressed her and whispered soft, sweet, nonsensical words to her.

When the first wonderful wave had receded, he rolled her onto her back, and thrust, deep, and hard into her.

She gasped. “Ooh.”

He withdrew and then thrust deep again -- and again, until he was pounding in her.

A new coil of heat ignited in her. Eager to feel his coming, she closed her legs over the back of his, clutched his ass, and rocked her hips in time with the wild, luscious rhythm of his.

When the tension in his body and the fierceness of his movements signaled his pending climax, she sucked his tongue into her mouth, parted his taut cheeks, and pressed a finger against his tight ass.

“Oh, God!” He groaned, clutched her tight, shoved himself balls deep inside her, buried his lips against her neck, and shuddered through his orgasm.

“Come,” she urged him, her voice hoarse. “Come for me.” She held him, pressing kisses against his head and gently tightening herself around him as he did.

Long after he’d stop shuddering and groaning, he eased out of her, discarded his condom, and leaned over to press a gentle kiss against her lips. “Are you all right?”

All right? She wasn’t sure if wonderful would be a strong enough word to describe her present level of contentment. “Yes. Oh, yes.” Resisting the urge to rub her hand against her wet pussy, she turned onto her side.

He moved behind her, sliding his hands over her body. He kissed her neck and shoulders.

Little flutters of desire tightened her pussy.

“I want you again,” he whispered, cupping a hand over her breasts.

“So have me again,” she invited.

He nipped at her ear. “I’ll be back.”

He got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Resisting the temptation to follow him, she pulled the cover over body and lay on her side, her heart racing, eager for his return.

Several minutes later, he joined her on the bed. Tossing the cover aside, he slid his body against her back.

She felt his cock against her body and sighed with anticipation when he slipped an arm around her. His probing fingers slipped between her legs. “You’re wet again.”

“That’s because I want you.” She wiggled her butt against his groin.

“Are you wet enough to take me now?”

“Yes!”

He rubbed his thumb against her clit.

She shuddered.

He withdrew his legs from her and stroked his hand over her thigh. Pressing his lip against her ear, he spoke in a soft, sexy voice. “Lift your leg for me, sweetheart.”

She lifted her top leg.

Sliding a hand over her thigh to hold it up, he moved closer. Apparently he wasn’t interested in making love to her because he thrust nuts deep in her with one sweet, confident movement.

“Oooh!” She closed her eyes and shuddered. “Oooh.”

He fucked her hard, fast, and deep, making her ass jiggle and her pussy explode within minutes.

As she moaned through her climax, he rolled her onto her stomach and rested his weight on his arms. Then he slid in and out of her with a lustful intensity that nearly brought her to another climax.

Oh, yes!

He lay his full weight on her, gripped her hips to keep them still, and fucked her until he shuddered and groaned, emptying himself in her.

He rolled them onto their sides, discarded the condom, and kissed her neck.

With him lying behind her, spoon fashion, she felt drowsy and totally satisfied. She smiled and murmured softly as he kissed her ear and caressed her breasts. “You're not going to sleep on me, are you?”

“I'm considering it. Why do you ask?”

He pressed closer, allowing her to feel his semi-erect cock against her bottom. He licked her neck, below her ear. “What we just shared was incredible, but you have another opening I'd love to explore.”

She shivered, a tingle of desire shooting down her spine. The thought of this big, handsome hunk fucking her ass made her wet, but it was time she started thinking with her head again. “I'd like that,” she told him.

He slid his hand around her body to caress her pussy. “But?”

She sighed. “But it's already late and I have a very important job fair starting tomorrow. I need to be alert for that so ... I really need to get some sleep.”

“A job fair? What kind?”

She hesitated, then decided it was silly to worry about revealing her plans to a man she'd already slept with without knowing his name. “I'm here for the L.A. Job Fair.”