Content Advisory: Erotic
The doorbell startled Laci
from her slumber. She must have drifted off on the couch. She looked at the
clock. Only one person would show up on her doorstep at 1:00 a.m. The
floorboards chilled her bare feet as she padded to the door.
“Who is it?” she asked,
pressing her ear to the wood and closing her eyes.
“It’s me.” There was no
mistaking Kyle’s gravelly voice.
“It’s late.” She
fingered the deadbolt key.
“I know. I’m sorry. Can
I come in…just for a minute.”
She sighed and wished
she could just say no to him. Flipping
on the porch light, she unlocked the door and opened it.
Kyle smiled and shifted
his weight from one foot to the other before crossing the threshold and kissing
her cheek. The odor of alcohol tinged with cigarettes assaulted her senses and
his beard stubble scratched her delicate skin.
“Are you drunk?” She stepped back and put her
hand on his chest. The light from the fireplace cast a shadow over his face, enhancing
the sinister look of the scar that crossed through his left eyebrow.
“No, I’m not.” He reached out and tucked a
lock of her blonde hair behind her ear. “You’re so pretty.”
“Kyle…don’t. I told you
I can’t keep doing this.” Even as the words left her mouth, she knew she didn’t
mean them. He was her kryptonite and she’d never been able to tell him no. Something
about him made her feel safe and she cherished the moments she could lie in his
strong arms; until he decided to leave again. That was one thing she could
count on with him.
“Lace, don’t be like
that.” He inched closer, closing his hand over hers and pulling it up to his
lips. Hot breath caressed her palm where he kissed it gently.
A tattoo of an emerald serpent
peaked out of the collar of his t-shirt and curled around the side of his neck.
He was dark, dangerous, tattooed and pierced and completely unlike the Ivy
League guys she’d dated before.
As a couple, they were
the classic case of negative attracted to positive and when they came together,
the electricity burned hotter and brighter than any cosmic collision and she
was addicted to the charge.
He smiled and laid a
hand on her hip. “Let me stay tonight. I missed you.”
Heat built quickly where
his fingers rubbed at her waist. “Okay,” she conceded, she had to. As much as
she hated to admit it, she needed what only he could provide her.
Kyle slipped his hand
around to the small of her back and pulled her against him. The warm velvet
feel of his lips on her neck where he sucked and nibbled elicited a moan from
her.
“You smell so good,” he
whispered against her ear. His fingers danced up her ribcage to cup her
breasts. He teased the already hard peaks, pinching and rolling them through the
thin fabric of her camisole.
Her body churned,
silently begging him to fuck her. Moisture seeped through her panties and her
clit ached. Laci slid her hands under his shirt, pulling it up to expose his
smooth chest. She kissed his nipple before tugging on the silver ring with her teeth.
He groaned. “Dammit. You
know that drives me crazy.”
She did know and she
pulled a little harder. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.”
In one motion, he pulled
her cami over her head and backed her up against the wall before shedding his own
shirt. His mouth devoured her breasts, sucking and biting while his hand
slipped inside her shorts. Fingers rubbed the thin silk covering her mound. “You’re
so wet. Take these off.” He tugged at the elastic of her panties.
She complied, letting
her shorts and underwear drop to the floor. She stood naked before him without
reservation or inhibition. He always made her feel beautiful, perfect, wanted.
He moved in quickly to
kiss her, sucking at her lips, parting them with his tongue to delve inside. He
put his knee between her thighs, forcing her step her feet apart and giving him
access to her most private region.
Rough hands kneaded her
breasts then moved lower, touching lightly over her belly and down to her
pussy. Her stomach tightened and butterflies bounced around inside her. No
matter how many times he touched her, it always felt like the first time.
She licked at his mouth,
losing herself in his kiss as his fingers found her entrance. He dipped a
finger inside her and wiggled it around, spreading her wetness when he withdrew
it.
The sound of his zipper
and belt unbuckling broke the silence. He grabbed her thighs and lifted her off
the ground, pinning her back to the wall.
She wrapped her legs
around his waist and her arms around his neck to brace herself. He was rarely
gentle and she loved to be taken by him.
The tip of his cock made
contact with her clit and she shivered. “Fuck me,” she panted.
“I will.” He drove into
her with such force that her head struck the wall and she screamed. The instant
friction stretched and filled her, mingling pleasure with pain as he pulled out
and pumped into her again and again.“I love how your pussy feels wrapped around
my cock. So god damn tight.”
The wall didn’t give behind
her back and every thrust went deep and hard. He moved his hips from one side
to the other, grinding his dick against spots she didn’t know she had.
She whimpered when he
withdrew his cock and pulled her down on the rug beside the fireplace. “Why did you
stop?”
He didn’t answer and
just pushed her legs apart and licked her bare pussy, sucking the lips and
biting her flesh gently. His tongue slipped between her folds and teased her
clit, making circles around the sensitive nub before sucking it between his
lips.
Laci arched her back and
gripped his head, holding him against her. The intensity of the pleasure
reached a fever pitch, creating a fast simmer in her blood and a delicious
pressure in her cunt. The first contraction started just as Kyle pushed two
fingers inside her. Her pussy clenched on his digits and her clit throbbed
beneath his tongue.
She cried out, pulling
his hair. Her legs trembled and involuntarily closed around his face. “Oh God.
Don’t stop. I’m coming.” Her breath caught in her throat.
He obeyed and continued
to suck her clit and ram his fingers in and out of her pussy in perfect rhythm with
her orgasm.
Once the shaking ceased
and she caught her breath, he slowly crawled up her body, stopping to minister
to her breasts. He sucked one nipple then the other, teasing them to tight pink
pebbles and rebuilding the bridge of tension that was sure to snap at any
moment.
He kissed the hollow of her neck and rubbed her
shoulders, running his hands down her arms to encircle her wrists. Increasing
the pressure, he pulled her arms above her head and pinned them in place. “How
bad do you want me? I want to hear you say it.” His teeth scraped over her
shoulder and up to her ear. “Say it, Laci.”
Every inch of her body sizzled and she tried to
gather enough coherent thought to speak.
He kissed her cheek and up to her forehead.
Admiring the strong line of his jaw and his
straight nose, she watched his face. Where some people saw anger, she saw only
beauty. Nobody ever stripped her down like Kyle had, not just her clothes but
her soul. In that moment, she trusted him with her life. “I want you,” she
rasped, on the verge of tears.
He smiled and angled himself between her thighs,
his hard cock pressed against her pussy. “I want you, too, baby.” He pushed
into her slowly this time, inch by inch. “Lift your legs. I want in deeper.”
She locked her ankles around his back and stared
into his hazel eyes.
Moving forward, he forced her to take more of
him until their spirits were entangled even more than their bodies. The light
from the fire flickered, casting an eerie glow behind him, almost giving him an
ethereal quality.
She gasped as he fucked her slow and deep,
burying himself completely with each deliberate stroke. Her eyes welled up. “Lie
to me, please. I need it.”
He released her wrists and cupped her face, his
thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped her. “I can’t. I won’t. Just let me
love you in my own way.”
They didn’t break eye contact as he invaded her
in the most intimate fashion and she allowed him to conquer her.
He moved his hands to her hips and increased the
pace of his thrusts. His cock swelled inside her and touched that secret spot
that made her squirm.
She squealed and he smiled down at her,
repeating the same motion until her composure fled. Her body convulsed and she panted
furiously.
“Mmm. Come for me.” Kyle squeezed her ass
and held her in place. “I’m right there with you.” He pumped into her fast and
hard once more and released his warmth deep inside her.
She moaned and dug her nails into his shoulders.
“You shatter me.”
“I know.” He kissed her lips. “The shattered
reflect the light most beautifully. You know that? And you’re beautiful, Laci.”He
buried his face in her hair and inhaled. “And you smell like fruit punch.
A laugh escaped her. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“Do you, Kyle?”
He rolled to his back and pulled her tight
against his chest. “Just because I don’t love you the same way you love me
doesn’t mean I don’t love you the best I can. Let that be enough. Okay?”
She smiled. “It is enough. It really is.”
Look for Melissa’s next short story in November,
2012!
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~ Melissa Ecker ~
Copyright © 2012
Melissa Ecker
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters,
locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been
used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or
events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or
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