Steel Justice (A Romantic Suspense) (29 page)

He leaned back and stared at her exposed body.

“What?” she said self-consciously. “Is something wrong?”

“No, everything is perfect,” Flint replied. “I’m memorizing how beautiful you look so I can sketch you later when I’m alone.”

Kendra’s breath caught in her throat. Damn! That was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to her.

Without warning, Flint swooped down to seize one hard nipple into his mouth. He alternated between breasts, sucking and nipping her tits, teasing and tormenting. Kendra held on tight to his silky hair. He captured one nipple in his mouth and after rolling his tongue around on the nub, sucked hard on the surrounding breast. Kendra gasped and slid her hands down over his shoulders and back. Jesus! She loved the feel of this man.

“You like that?” he said, more of a statement than a question, already knowing her answer.

“Yes,” she answered. “Oh, yes.” She knew he needed to hear her say it.

While his mouth sucked on one breast and one hand squeezed and massaged the other, his free hand slid down her belly. Her breath shortened and quickened as he touched the lacy rim of her panties. Flint ran his fingers along the edge and then moved them between her thighs. His fingers slid under the silky panties, first on one side then the other, never touching the heated mound in between. Kendra squirmed and writhed underneath him, begging him with her body to touch her where she so desperately wanted. Her fingers clenched in his hair and he growled in approval at her ferocious grip.

“Open your eyes, Kendra,” he commanded hoarsely, raising his head to look at her.

She opened her eyes to find his intense green eyes locked with hers. “I want to watch you,” he said. He slid a finger inside the rim of her panties then up into her pussy all the way to the knuckle.

“Oh,” she cried, raising her ass to meet his hand. She moaned again when he slid a second finger into her snug slickness. Her muscles tightened around his fingers, hungry for any form of penetration.

“God! You’re so fucking wet and tight,” Flint murmured against her breast. “Just as I knew you would be.”

He finger-fucked her hard, one...two...three times with her panties still on, each time more forceful than the last. She grabbed onto his arms with both hands and cried out with each thrust. She bucked into his hand and felt shamed by the sounds her mouth and body were making as he drove in and out of her with his fingers.

“Take off your panties,” he ordered.

Kendra quickly slid them over her ass, down her legs, and off her ankles.

“Now spread your legs for me. Wide.”

Kendra quickly obeyed, spreading her legs wider to give him better access. The thrill of being dominated and controlled sexually was something she had never experienced before. She liked it more than she ever would have believed. To be told what to do and how to do it while being pleasured in return. 

Flint stroked her outer pussy lips with his fingers. He licked his thumb and sought out the tiny nub of her clitoris. He rubbed it hard. Kendra gasped and arched her back.

“Tell me you want it, Kendra,” he coaxed. “Tell me,” he said again when she didn’t answer. He teased the opening of her pussy before shoving a finger deep inside. Her pussy walls tightened around him. “Is this what you want?” he asked again, thrusting into her with a second finger. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll stop,” he warned, momentarily stilling the movements of his fingers.

“Don’t stop,” she panted. “Yes, I want this.” She bucked up against his hand, drawing his fingers in as deep as they would go. He began roughly plunging in and out of her pussy, almost lifting her ass off the sofa bed with each thrust. Reaching up, he rolled a hardened nipple between his thumb and finger. Kendra gasped, her breath uneven and shaky.

She gave up trying to hold back any more sounds of bliss. She couldn’t stop writhing and she suddenly felt him push her thighs wider apart. He withdrew his fingers and his tongue dived right into her slit, causing her to erupt in a series of moans. His relentless tongue lapped at her clit over and over.

Oh God! She couldn’t wait another second. She wanted Flint inside her now, fucking her hard and fast.

And as rough as he liked it.

If he liked it that way.

She didn’t know. Didn’t care.

Never had she wanted a man so bad and so urgently.

Kendra reached for his belt buckle and hurriedly undid it. She unzipped his jeans and slid her hand inside to wrap around his hard, velvety length. His cock bobbed and jerked at her touch. Kendra circled his cock firmly and stroked the full length all the way down to the base and back up. He groaned, straining into her hand. Damn! He was thick and long. And rock solid hard.

She caressed the slit at the top and felt drops of pre-cum moisten her thumb. She rubbed it all around the bulbous knob, causing him to close his eyes and groan in pleasure this time.

“Kendra, what are you doing to me?” he murmured. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.

She tugged his jeans down even further in a hurry to get them off and replied, “Trust me. I’ve never wanted anything more.”

Things went crazy fast.

Flint quickly kicked off his jeans then pressed her down on the sofa bed, covering her body with his. He kissed her with a wild dangerous hunger, his lips lightly touching hers before he deepened the kiss, his tongue demanding entry. His masculine hardness nudged intimately into her soft spots.

Kendra’s breath caught as her hands rested on the unyielding hardness of his chest. She clung to him, feeling like the world was spinning around them. She parted her lips and he pressed her impossibly tighter against him, sliding into her mouth.

Whimpering, Kendra curled her arms tighter around him, burying her fingers in his hair and pulling him closer as she kissed him back with equal abandon. Her breasts strained and tingled against his chest, her heart hammering in time to the drumming in her ears. Dazed with need, Kendra arched against his body.

Reaching between their bodies, she encircled his cock with her hand and stroked his hard length. She could only imagine him inside her, filling her cunt, stretching her wide with his cock. She stroked faster, wanting him to feel the same desperate need she felt. His cock grew and hardened until it was pulsing with want. He moaned wetly against her mouth.

“Do you feel what you do to me?” he whispered, his lips now trailing her ear. “I’ve never felt so hard. Never wanted anyone this damn much.” He continued whispering in her ear about how dripping wet she was and how he wanted to slide into her tight pussy and fuck her every way he knew how. They were both breathing fast. As soon as he began talking in her ear, Kendra had dissolved into a gooey mess.

He slid down her body and rained kisses down her stomach. At her parted legs, he stopped to raise his head.

“You can still say no. Just say the word.”

Kendra stared into the deep pools of his eyes. Wanting Flint might be wrong on so many levels, but none of that counted for a damn thing at the moment. Kendra had denied herself too many things for far too long. Denying herself Flint was one sacrifice she wasn’t willing to make.

“I want you deep inside me. Now. I can’t wait any longer.”

Flint moved at lighting speed. After quickly retrieving a condom from his jeans pocket and donning it, he gently grabbed her legs under her knees and wrapped them around his waist. Grasping his cock in one hand, he stroked the entrance to her moist, swollen pussy.

“Ready, darling?” he asked one last time. He settled his lower body in the cradle between her thighs and Kendra felt the head of his thick, long cock probing against her pussy lips.

Kendra grasped his shoulders. “Yes! Goddammit! Yes!”

With a one long forceful thrust, he plunged into her pussy and embedded himself in her up to his balls. Kendra’s mouth opened in a soundless ‘O’ and for a fleeting second, she forgot how to breathe. Flint drew out slightly then pushed in again, deep and hard, with a loud grunt, stretching her pussy walls to their limit.

Kendra loved that he wasn’t gentle or hesitant. He had read her signals correctly and knew exactly what she wanted. This was what she’d always craved, a man who instinctively knew she needed it rough, wild, and primal. Giving it to her as hard as he wanted and needed without holding back for fear of hurting her. She could take it. She wanted it wild and crazy. During her dating days, she’d had enough dull boring sex to last a lifetime.

She grasped his ass with both hands, clenching the firm, smooth muscles and pulling him in deeper if that was even possible. His thrusts were now rapid, rough, and intense. Her large tits jiggled with each stroke until they were swinging wildly between their sweat-slicked bodies. Unable to even speak, Kendra gasped out loud every time he rammed into her core.

“You feel so fucking good,” Flint groaned, the sweat on his forehead and the tightness of his jaw revealing how much self-control he was exerting. “So tight and hot around my cock.”

The thought occurred to Kendra that if this was controlled, she couldn’t imagine what fucking Flint would be like when he was out of control. She was eternally grateful she’d kept up her Kegel exercises. She deliberately clenched and unclenched her pussy walls around him, milking him.

“Oh Jesus!” he said. “If you keep doing that, I don’t know how much longer I can last. You’re killing me.”

He leaned in close, his bare muscled chest rubbing against her heaving breasts.  He moved now with long, slow, powerful strokes, filling her completely, owning, claiming. Bending his head, he nipped her tit sharply with his teeth and she cried out, bucking her hips to meet his thrusts while her breast arched into his mouth.

“Don’t hold back,” he said. His uninjured arm was braced close to her head and she could see every bicep tightening as he strained for control.

He suddenly withdrew and flipped her over on her stomach. “Get on your knees, baby,” he said, hooking his hands underneath her and pulling her ass backwards. “Lean on your elbows.”

Kendra quickly obeyed. She leaned forward on her elbows and offered herself up to him for the taking. To do with whatever he wanted.

“You have a gorgeous ass,” he said before kneading the lush curves with both hands. Spreading her ass cheeks wide, he nudged the tip of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. She let out a long breath of anticipation. Before she had a chance to brace herself, he grabbed her hips with both hands to hold her still and thrust deep into her pussy with one long, powerful plunge.

In this position, his huge cock felt like it was splitting her apart. “Oh Jesus!” she cried out. “Oh God, that’s deep!” He pulled out almost all the way and slammed into her again, the force this time flattening her into the mattress. 

He lifted her back up again. “Try to stay on your knees.” She struggled to do what he asked, her walls screaming with bliss as he slammed into her with rugged thrusts, each plunge taking him as deep as he could possibly go.

Flint didn’t say a word as he fucked her savagely, his fingers digging into her ass, his breathing ragged. She knew in the morning her body would be aching. She didn’t care. He was taking her to a place she’d never been before and she loved it. God! How she loved it. He penetrated her so deeply she could feel his balls banging against her ass.

On and on he fucked her mercilessly. She could tell by the tenseness of his body that he was close to orgasm. She hoped to God it felt as good for him as it did for her. Any moment now she would be unravelling.

“Come on baby,” he urged. “Come for me.” He reached underneath her and grabbed a swinging breast. He squeezed her nipple and the sweet mixture of pleasure and pain was enough to send her barrelling over the edge.

“Flint! Oh God!” Damn, but he knew which buttons to push. Kendra felt a rush of overwhelming tightness before her cunt exploded in a series of contractions. The intensity of her orgasm was overwhelming and powerful.

He groaned and held perfectly still deep within her while she milked him with her contractions. “That’s it, baby,” he murmured. “I can feel you coming around my cock.” He pumped into her several more times before he exploded with a loud roar. He thrust into her one final time, shuddering as his orgasm took over him completely.

****

F
lint pulled Kendra onto his chest and wrapped his arm around her. After several minutes, their breathing finally began to slow. He stroked her arm idly and pressed a kiss against her forehead.

“I’m sorry I was so rough,” he said. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Kendra smiled and traced a finger down his chest. “No, you didn’t hurt me.”

He let out the breath he’d been holding. “The instant I slid inside you, my brain went haywire. All I could think about was sinking deeper into your body. And once I started, I couldn’t get enough. I promise next time I’ll take my time and be extra slow and gentle.”

Kendra propped herself up on one elbow and pressed her finger against his lips. “Don’t say that, and please don’t change a thing. I liked it wild and crazy.” She hesitated a moment. “You made me feel wanted.”

He crushed her to his chest. “You’re wanted more than you’ll ever know.”

Kendra suddenly noticed the bandage on his arm had slipped out of place and was hanging half-off. “Oh no! Flint! I’m the one who should be apologizing! What about your arm? Did we hurt it?”

“Some,” he admitted. “But believe me, it was worth it. You can make it up to me though if you really want to,” he added teasingly.

“Oh? How’s that?”

“Since I probably shouldn’t be exerting my arm so much, next time you should be on top. Just the thought of watching you slide up and down on my cock is making me hard all over again.”

She laughed and buried her face in his chest.

“If it will make you feel better,” she agreed. “We don’t want to hurt your arm any more than it already is.”

He brought her head closer to his and touched her lips gently this time before he finally said, “Oh, it would make me feel a lot better.”

****

F
lint didn’t sleep a wink the rest of the night. After everything he’d been through the past several months, he was so afraid that if he closed his eyes, the one good thing in his life would disappear. As long as he stayed awake, he could still feel Kendra’s warm breath against his chest and her nude body snuggled close to his. It wasn’t worth a few hours of shut-eye to lose it even for a second.