Scandalous Heroes Box Set (10 page)

“
Morte
. It means death,” he answered.

“Death? Why would you want death on your chest?” she asked. His left hand went to her hip. He softly traced the outline of her hip with his trigger finger.

“Your lips, they’re lovely,” he drawled.

“So are yours,” Kyra smiled.

He noticed.

“You always make jokes little shoe maker?” he asked.

“I’m a funny girl, and not so little. Right?” she asked.

She was all woman. Not little at all. He wanted her. The Nubian beauty with the eyes of an Egyptian queen had enchanted him. What a lovely body she had. The dark pert nipples extended from smooth brown skin made his mouth water. Her slender flat waistline and nicely heart shaped hips and thighs spoke to her femininity. This beauty had childbearing hips. Only a real man appreciated what that meant—a tight warm pussy that he could run his cock into deep. He imagined how lovely she would be out of the dress when he first laid eyes on her tonight. Reality proved much more satisfying. He had been a fool to turn her away.

“What is it? Why are you staring at me?” Kyra asked.

He lowered his mouth down to hers with both his hands cradling the sides of her face. There was no resistance on her part. None. With an almost silent release of a sigh in her throat she parted her lovely lips and teased her tongue to join in the sweeping plunge. The kiss was searing, hot, hard, and forceful. The swell of her breasts brushed his chest gently and he could feel the hardening peaks of her nipples.
Go slow, Renaldo. Don’t scare her. Not yet.
His inner voice warned.
He’d ease her into his desires and pay attention to her needs. Renaldo had every intention of exploring and enjoying every inch of her.

The passionate demands of their kiss melted with sweetness. So did his shoe maker. Her body was warm and soft all over. He let go of her, pleased with his choice. Though unforeseen, Kyra Okeeno had been his choice all along. If she wasn’t he’d never have let her through the door.

Renaldo released her lips but held on to keep her sex pressed up against his erection and her standing on her toes. Kyra blinked alert with a glazed over stare of acceptance in her eyes. “Sweet and rough, I-I-I like those kinds of kisses. But I know you can do better,” she teased. The gleam of wild excitement in her eyes coupled with the supreme confidence in her voice challenged the primal side of him. She pushed Renaldo off her and backed out of his embrace. Renaldo drew his lips in and licked off the trace evidence of their kiss. She crawled across the mattress on hands and knees. The small part of her back was curved and it pushed up her lovely round ass for him. His dick tightened painfully hard. He found himself stroking the length to ease the discomfort.

Renaldo stepped to the bed. He took her by the hips and directed her back to the edge of the bed.

“First your pleasure,
carrissima
. And then mine.” He lowered to his knees. Thanks to his height he was able to bring her pussy center face level. She had the prettiest pussy, with dark lips and a hot pink dewy center. A masterpiece. Renaldo parted her folds. Kyra groaned. He tasted her cunt first. With a little tickle of his tongue he toggled the hard knot of her clitoris before he latched on and sucked her bud.

Her cry of pleasure would be the first of many.

He tested her. Slipped a finger into her cunt and found how tight and small she was for a woman with her hips. The tension coiled even tighter around his dick. He willed his cock to remain tamed. He licked and sucked her pussy, let his tongue stray up to her forbidden zone and gave her a deep kiss there. The backs of her thighs and buttocks trembled. When he swirled his tongue deep into her core he inserted one finger into her anus and then two to work her into a whimpering frenzy.

Kyra cried out sweetly. He withdrew and flipped her on the bed to turn her pussy up to him for more dining. On her back she panted with surprise but parted herself with two fingers to be of assistance. He buried his face between her thighs. She thrust her pelvis up in a desperate plea for more. If she were only his for one night, and he was pretty sure with his lifestyle she was, he’d make sure that no man measured greater than him.

Renaldo fucked her pussy and then her deepest hole with his tongue, and brought her to a collapsing orgasm on the sheets. He left her there squirming and holding herself. He went to the bathroom. There he gargled and cleansed his mouth. Everything in his life was orderly and neat—sex was more of the same. He checked his toiletry bag and found only one condom. The disappointment cut him to his core.

Was he for real?
The man spent twenty minutes giving her the best head of her life and now he was brushing his teeth? She giggled to herself too high on pleasure to be insulted. The clean vibrant smell of his sheets was so erotic. Her body tingled in all the right places. The light clicked off in the bathroom and she could hear him approach the bed. Kyra didn’t bother to open her eyes. She heard the rip of the condom, and knew he slid one on. She had some in her purse to offer, but she figured a guy like him kept plenty.

The bed shifted. He joined her. She opened her eyes and looked up into those topaz beauties of his. They bore down on her with a feral look of hunger. It intensified the predatory edge to his clenched jaws and flared nostrils. If this was his look of restraint she liked it. She liked it a lot.

“How do you say
give it to me
in Italian?” she asked, as she reached between them and fisted his cock to guide him to her center.

“Dammelo,”
he replied.

“Mmm,
dammelo
,” she said.

The initial thrust of his cock felt as if it were as wide as his fist. Kyra gasped and gripped his arms. He circled his hips and sank in a couple of shallow inches, but the invasion was intensely painful. “Ugh, baby, oh my God!” Kyra said, not believing she could receive all of him. “
Rallenti
…” she wheezed, remembering the warning he gave her at the beginning.

He kissed her forehead and worked his hips slow and easy to push deeper and deeper. Lord it was too much! There was plenty of tenderness in how he kissed her face and neck, but the powerful thrusts of his tunneling dick had her digging her nails into his skin. He gripped her hips with both hands tight as a vice and pinned her still beneath him. Then he thrust long strokes and soon, to her amazement, the walls of her pussy loosened for him. She lost her virginity when she was seventeen. She was no amateur. But Renaldo proved to be well endowed. She was never a fan of big dicks. Tonight, oh my, she was a believer in the almighty cock.

She found the rhythm and began to move with him and her lashes fluttered as pain dissolved into heat waves of pleasure. The man was pure muscle. She could feel it in his chest as he pressed down upon hers. She could feel it in his embrace as his arms slid beneath her and he cradled her close. And she could feel it in his dick, like steel wrapped in silk. Its power drove with relentless rhythm, deep, in-and-out, repeated long strokes.

Kyra whimpered the word once more.
Rallenti
.

Renaldo hadn’t heard her. He began to increase his thrusts. He fucked her fast and smooth. She fought to catch her breath. He pumped his hips and stroked up into her so deep she was nearly foolish enough to beg for more.

“Open your legs, wider!” he grunted never missing a beat.

Kyra gasped and feared obeying. How much deeper could he go? She held on to him and gave more of herself. He groaned against her ear. To her shock he did what she could not. He lifted her ankles and put then both around his neck. He then began to fuck her so fast and hard she nearly wept.

“Rallenti!”
she cried out. This time she found her voice.
“Rallenti! Rallenti! Rallenti!”

And he slowed again.

“Oh God! I can’t take it!” Kyra cried out almost in hysteria.

“Yes,
cara
. You will take it. And take it. And take it,” he kissed her neck. He wet her nipples with sucks and licks of his tongue.

She gritted her teeth as he began to torment her with slow short strokes, then switch to hard and deep penetrating thrusts. And true to his word she found she could indeed take it. Her pussy was on fire with sensations, raw heady sensations that sent jolts of pleasure through her channel. He pressed down on her and her legs were forced back with her knees crushed to her breasts. Although the back of her legs burned with discomfort from the stretch, the position freed her to really experience every inch of him.

“Rallenti,”
she exhaled as he kept going, unable to stop. “Renaldo… please.”

He stopped and withdrew. “We go slow, for you,
cara.”

“Please,” she begged.

“You cum for me,” he turned her to the side. She was too dazed to comprehend the meaning of his words. He spooned her from behind and they lay on their left sides. He kissed her neck and traced his tongue up to her ear. His large calloused hand cupped her breast and he gently rubbed the tender ache out of her nipple as he caressed her.

“Yes God,” she sighed.

“Not God,
cara,
Renaldo,” he said.

“Mmhmm,” she replied.

He was so careful with rubbing and kissing her as his dick pressed into her backside. Slowly he eased her into position again. Moving her thigh up, his hand rubbed down her belly and lower to massage her sensitive bud. “Your pussy,
cara.
Warm, tight. I like it. I wish it was mine. To feel it against my dick,” he breathed the words into her ear. And with slow ease he thrust into her once more. “American pussy tight? No?”

She laughed. “All pussy is tight,” she sighed and moved her hips to receive more of him once more.

“No. No. No. Not all pussy, not as sweet as this,” he said. He held her and pumped his cock in and out of her while massaging her clit and winding the tension in her pelvis to an unbearable tightness.

“I’m going to cum,” she gasped. Surprised to achieve it so easily, with all of his might he thrust deeply inside of her.

“Of course you will. I will see to it.” Renaldo said. He was slightly raised. She glanced back to see he was looking at their joining as he fucked her again and again. Kyra collapsed under the pressure and gave into the orgasmic release, crying out in splendor. And Renaldo joined her soon after. His breath escaped in jagged gusts as he lost his rhythm and seized her tight to him before he shuddered his release.

Exhausted, she couldn’t speak. Renaldo apologized. He kissed her face and her shoulder as he slowly pulled out of her. He said something in Italian she didn’t understand and she sighed. He rolled off the bed and left her there shivering as she had before. She heard the water run. He then returned and she felt a warm rag on her as he cleaned traces of their sex away. It was actually her essence since he used a condom. He then put them both under the covers.

“Are you always this tidy?” she asked turning toward him.

“Lay on my chest. I like you this way,” he replied. The position spoke to an intimacy they shouldn’t have under the rules of this brief encounter but she did as he asked. And to her surprise it did feel natural.

“Sleep,” he said as if giving an order.

“Whatever you say, Renaldo,” she yawned. Sleep is all she could handle.

***

Renaldo woke. His eyes flashed open and he stared at the ceiling. They slowly closed. Her warm mouth descended on his dick. His chest expanded as he dragged in a cool steady breath. Kyra was under the blanket. Her small hand held the stalk of his cock and her head bobbed up and down as she drew an erection forth that he didn’t know he could summon.

“
Non fermati!
Don’t stop!”

Her jaws suctioned and her hot wet mouth was almost as tight and soft as her pussy while she dragged it up his dick, and then took him deeply into her throat once more. He cursed out loud in celebration.

And then she did the unthinkable. She stopped. She inched up his body kissing his pelvis, licking his navel, dragging her tongue to his nipple when all he wanted was for her to do more dick sucking. He would have loved to cum in her throat. If she were his woman he would have insisted.

She eased up and the sheet fell away from her head and shoulders. It pooled around her hips. She grinned and showed him a condom. She had her own?

Renaldo frowned.

What kind of woman had her own condom? One look into her eyes and he realized the night wasn’t just his but hers as well. Kyra opened the condom and eased it down his dick.

“You like my ass don’t you?” she teased.

He arched a brow to the question. There wasn’t a part of her lovely body he didn’t like. He would burn it into his memory to conjure again when he returned to his disciplined life.

“I see the way you look at my ass when I walk past you,” she said and stroked his erection. “That’s why you dipped your tongue in it first. Isn’t it?”

“How do you see this? Do you have eyes behind your head?” he chuckled.

“Are you saying I’m wrong? Let’s see if you can keep your eyes off it now,” Kyra said. She turned on his lap and her lovely ass was all he could see in his face. She rose on her knees. Kyra looked back at him from over her shoulder. Her hair was groomed into a lovely style that had a wild, untamed, tangled look to it. It made her all the more exotic. She grabbed both of her butt cheeks and parted them, squeezed them, made them bounce up and down.

“Help me love,” she teased.

He reached and held to his dick for her descent. She brought her pussy down on the head of his cock and then sank deeper. Her pussy clenched and the muscles in his dick pulsed. She’d give him a ride he’d never forget. She gripped his knees and bounced on his dick with a sexy swirl of her hips upon her landing.

He gasped.

“The safe word, say it,” she panted.

He grunted. He refused to ask for mercy.

“Bad boy,” Kyra teased. It felt as if she squeezed the inner muscles of her pussy around his dick with each rise and fall. Was it possible she had so much control? Women typically did not enjoy sex with him due to the length of his cock and its girth. But he soon realized Kyra was not like other women. Damn. He was in love. At first he had to work her up to accept him, as he did with most women because of the size of his cock. But she now accommodated him nicely and she owned him. Saints be praised but he was hers.