Olivia Cunning - Rock Hard

He stood and entered her with one deep thrust. Her back arched and she banged her head on the cabinet. She didn’t seem to notice. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked forward to meet his thrusts. When she tightened her muscles around his cock, he shuddered in delight and forced himself to pull out. He didn’t want her to concentrate on his pleasure, only hers.

She opened her eyes to look at him in question. “Why’d you stop?”

He didn’t answer. Instead he found her clit with two fingers and rubbed her until her mouth dropped open and she squirmed against his hand. “Mmmmm,” she murmured. He gently probed her opening with his cock again, and she slipped off the edge of the counter, her pussy engulfing him in slick heat. He carefully set her back on the counter, keeping his cock buried deep. His thrusts began slow and gentle. Her cries of excitement built as he gradually increased his tempo. Her head tilted back and she ground her mound against him to intensify her pleasure. He almost had her where he wanted her. Almost. She opened her eyes to look at him and clenched her pussy around him. He pulled out slowly until his cock fell free of her body.

“No,” she gasped.

He crouched down to suck at her clit again, inhaling her intoxicating scent as he drove her closer to her magical place. Even after she cried out and her body shuddered in orgasm, he continued to rub his tongue over her sensitized flesh. Her vocalizations grew louder and louder as he worked her toward climax once again.

“Are you trying to drive me crazy?” she panted.

He lifted his head and grinned at her. “Just temporarily.”

“A temporary insanity defense rarely flies in a courtroom,” she murmured. Her beautiful face was flushed; her eyelids heavy with desire as she gazed down at him. He loved knowing he’d created that look, but she was entirely too coherent if she could still speak.

“I’m not trying to make you fly in a courtroom.”

He carried her to the sofa, set her on its edge and knelt on the floor in front of her. She grabbed his cock and shoved it into her body, shuddering in ecstasy as he filled her. He looked down to where their bodies were joined, trying not to get too excited by the sight of her pussy ebbing and flowing each time he filled her and receded. Her frame of mind still wasn’t where he wanted it to be, but she was close. He lifted her legs and rested her feet against his shoulders. Rising off his knees, he thrust down into her.

“Oh,” she crooned and reached between her thighs to rub her clit. She rubbed herself and rubbed and rubbed until she came with a sputtering gasp. “Oh God, Sed. Fuck me!”

He grinned to himself. He had her now.

Jessica became a creature of greedy lust, straining against him to attain another orgasm and another, completely ignoring his needs.

“More. More. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop!”

“There’s my girl,” he murmured. “I wondered where she’d been hiding.”

She shoved him off her with both feet. He fell back on the floor. For a second he thought she was angry, but she climbed on his lap in the middle of the bus aisle and took him deep inside with a cry of triumph. She rode him hard, her nails digging into his chest. She screamed in ecstasy, giving her sexual demon free rein as she sought orgasm after orgasm.

Now that she’d completely lost control, he gave himself permission to enjoy all she had to offer. She worked his cock with constricting vaginal muscles with each upward pull and each downward grind. On the verge of erupting, he called her name. He didn’t want it to end yet. Not when he finally had her excited beyond reason.

He shuddered violently and lifted her off him by the hips. He tossed her on the sofa and settled his head between her thighs, sucking and licking her clit while he rammed his fingers into her. Two. And then three. The harder he shoved them into her body, the louder she screamed. She strained against him, her nails digging into his scalp as she cried out with yet another wave of release.

He kept her trembling until his own excitement abated and he crawled up her body, kissing her skin open-mouthed, his tongue dancing against her sweat-slick flesh. When they were face-to-face, he plunged into her again.

Her fingers moved to massage his back and she rotated her hips, immersing him in pleasure. He couldn’t force himself to pull out this time. He was ready to join her in bliss.

“Jessica. Jessica. God, you feel like pure heaven.”

Her entire body trembled with exhaustion, but still she continued to chant, “more, more, more,” and he couldn’t refuse.

He pulled out again and urged her into the stairwell of the bus. He pressed her back up against the door and slid between her legs. Her feet rested on the first step, while he stood on the bottom one.

He allowed his inner beast to emerge as he thrust savagely into her body. Although his strokes were entirely for his own pleasure, she apparently got off on him going primal. She bucked against him, clinging to his chest, his shoulders, his back, as if she couldn’t get enough of his flesh in her hands. Her open mouth rubbed against his jaw, his chin, his throat as though she were trying to swallow him whole.

His orgasm within reach, he grabbed her wrists and crushed them into the door on either side of her head. She struggled against his hold, which fueled his need to dominate her. To fuck her harder. Harder. “This is mine,” he growled into her ear. “Say it.”

Harder. Harder. Oh God, he was going to come.

“Say it, Jessica. Say it.”

Her word came out in a rush of air. “Y-yours.”

“Yes. Mine. Don’t you fuckin’ ever forget it.”

He rubbed his face against her throat as he let go, his entire body shuddering with release.

He backed out slightly and thrust forward again, still coming. Spurting his seed into her body. Flooding her insides with his fluids. Claiming her as his. His. “Ah God,” he gasped. “Mine.”

One more stroke was all he could take as he buried himself deep and collapsed against her, still shaking from the aftermath.

He released her wrists and she moved her hands to stroke his back. Her gentle touch kept him shuddering and twitching for several minutes.

He drew back to look at her. Maybe she’d said it because she was delirious with pleasure, but she’d said it. That she was his. He kissed her feverishly. Her lips, her face, her jaw, her neck and chest. He pressed his lips to every inch of her he could reach. She giggled at his enthusiasm.

“God, I’ve missed you.” He touched her cheek tenderly, wanting to tell her he loved her, had never stopped, but he didn’t think she was ready to hear that just yet.

She stared up at him, face flushed, eyes glassy. “You missed me… or my body?”

Before he could answer her, the bedroom door opened at the back of the bus.

“Is it safe to come out now?” Jace called from the end of the hall.

Sed kept Jessica tucked securely against his side as they forced their way through the crowd surrounding the hospital. About halfway through, Jace hollered in protest, trapped in the mob. Sed backtracked and managed to keep Jessica at his hip while he untangled Jace from the arms of two overexcited fangirls. Apparently, Jace was so fucking cute, they couldn’t control themselves. The first girl lodged his face between her huge breasts, squealing with excitement as he struggled for freedom. Sed rescued him before she could suffocate him. Jace wasn’t accustomed to battling his way through a horde. Sed was a pro, but as much as he hated to admitted it, they needed to bring security with them.

“Any news on Trey?” someone yelled.

“Did Trey wake up yet?” asked another.

“I heard they amputated his arm. Please, tell me it’s a lie.”

Sinners also needed to have a press conference to stop ridiculous rumors from taking hold.

“Trey is awake and recovering just fine!” Sed shouted. “Can you give us some space here, please?”

The crowd backed up marginally.

“Are you dating Jessica exclusively now?” someone near his left arm asked.

“Of course, they’re back together. You saw their video, didn’t you?”

“I saw it,” someone else said. “That was so fucking hot, dude.”

Jessica’s fingers dug into Sed’s forearm. “What are they talking about?”

Sed shrugged. “Hell if I know.”

They had to present ID and prove they were on Trey’s guest list before they were allowed to go up to his room. The folks at the front desk looked harried and exhausted. Hospital security looked ready to break out the tear gas. While Sed, Jessica, and Jace stood waiting for the elevator, a pair of security guards escorted some fan from an open elevator car and shoved him back outside. “Sinners forever!” he screamed as he was jostled to the back of the mob.

“This is insane,” Jace muttered, rubbing the silver hoop in his earlobe.

Sed chuckled. “I bet the hospital will be glad when Trey checks out.”

“What video?” Jessica said, still mulling over what that fan had said outside.

“I hope Trey’s in a better mood,” Sed said.

Jace stared at the floor. “I haven’t seen him since he woke up.”

“What video?” Jessica grabbed Sed’s arm and gave him a shake.

“I’m sure it’s nothing. Calm down.” Sed placed a hand on the small of her back to help her into the elevator car.

“I’m not going to calm down. That guy said, ‘it was so fucking hot, dude.’ What did he mean by that?”

“Maybe he was talking about the music video we released last week,” Jace said. “Those scenes with Sed and that chick were pretty hot.”