Dark Desire by Bec Botefuhr Read Free Book Online

mother of Jesus, he’s right in me!
    His tongue slides out and caresses my clit, making me squirm and whimper his name helplessly. Pleasure jerks through my body as I build higher and higher. When I feel his fingers sliding around to my backside, I stiffen.
    “Trust me baby,” he murmurs into my very wet sex.
    He strokes his finger up and down my sex, and then he slowly presses it against my bottom. Oh no, he’s really going to go there…seriously? I’m not sure how I feel about that. He doesn’t push his finger in, he just slides it around and continues licking and sucking my clit until I’m ready to come. Then, he pushes his finger in that untouched place and I cry out.
    A feeling of invasion fills me for a moment, but it’s soon replaced with pleasure. With his tongue on my clit and his fingers exploring me, I can’t hold on. I scream his name as I shudder around him. When he’s wrung every last shudder from me, he lets me down.
    “I want to fuck you there. ”
    I feel my eyes widen. “What?”
    “Let me try, if you don’t like it I’ll stop.”
    “Jagger, it’ll hurt.”
    “Trust me baby,”
    “You keep saying that…”
    He leads me over to the couch and slowly pushes my front over the side. When my ass is in the air, I feel him using my wetness to lubricate that place. I swallow; I’m not sure about this. I’m really not. When he tips something cool along my ass, I jerk.
    “It’s just lube…”
    “Jagger…”
    “Say stop and I’ll stop. You know that Willow baby.”
    I nod and when I feel him pressing against that entrance, I stiffen. Oh God, are we really doing this? It feels so wrong. He slides the tip in and I stiffen as a burning sensation shoots through my body. It hurts, holy shit, it hurts. He jerk his hips and slides into me, and I feel like I’m being torn in half. I grip the couch and hurl myself forward, landing on the soft cushion. I scramble away so quickly even I don’t know what’s happening. I don’t understand my own reaction.
    “Baby, hey, stop…”
    I land with a thump on the floor, and pull my knees up to my chest. Hot tears stream down my cheeks. Jagger’s beside me in a second, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight.
    “Baby, I’m sorry.”
    “It hurt.”
    “Fuck, it’s my fault. I should have worked you up to that, shit, I’m sorry Willow.”
    I cling to him and we sit wrapped in each other for a long time. Jagger just sits quietly, stroking my hair and pressing kisses to my face. I hold onto him with everything I have, never wanting to let go of this moment between us.
    “I’m sorry Jagger, I ruined it for you.”
    “Shut the fuck up, if I hear you say that again I’m going to kick your beautiful ass. You didn’t ruin nothin’ for me because every moment with you feels good, every damn moment.”
    I grip his face and kiss him long and deep, I feel him stir beneath me and I decide to make sure he goes to sleep happy tonight. I slide down his body, kissing his pecks and drawing his nipple into my mouth. He groans and leans back against the couch, so I continue. I lick his abs, taking each hard mound into mouth and suck it until he’s gasping above me.
    I go lower and trail kisses over his pelvis until I find his throbbing length. I don’t really want to suck it when it’s been…inside me like that, so I take him in my hand and I can feel the veins throbbing under the velvety soft skin. I crawl over top of him, and position myself with my legs either side of his. Then I lower myself.
    “Fuck Willow, Jesus.”
    He grips my hips and helps me lower my body down, when I’m fully sheathed, I groan. I raise myself up on my knees, and then slide back down again. Another groan. My head is still not right after all those shots, and the jerky movement has it thudding. I grip it and lower it onto his shoulder.
    “Who fucks when they’re drunk?” He chuckles into my ear.
    “I won’t let you go to bed an unhappy man!”
    “I’m never unhappy