Sophie Oak - Lost in Bliss

“Open for me, bella . Let me taste you.” She opened her mouth, and his tongue swept in. It glided across hers, begging her to play. It was wrong. She knew it was wrong, but it felt right. She cared about him. Hell, she loved him. Why was it wrong to have him just once? She needed him so badly. The events of the day, of the whole last year weighed on her so heavily that it was like a weight lifting to just let go and feel. Laura gave in and let her hands cup his broad shoulders.

“Yes, oh yes, bella .” He whispered the words against her mouth before he plunged inside. His tongue was rapacious now, as though he’d been let off a leash. His hands pulled her in as his mouth took hers. He pushed her against the countertop, taking up all the space.

His cock ground against her pelvis. Laura heard herself whimper because his cock was hitting her clit, rubbing against it through his slacks and her skirt.

Too tight. She couldn’t get her legs open. The pencil skirt she’d worn had seemed very professional, but now it hemmed her in. She wanted to wrap her legs around Rafe’s hips so she could feel that massive cock against her pussy. It felt huge and rock hard. It would feel so good inside her.

She let her hands run down his torso, deeply hating the fabric that covered him.

“Feel me.” Rafe ripped open his dress shirt, the buttons pinging to the floor.

Laura looked down to see his perfectly cut chest. She ran her fingers over the muscles of his stomach and up along his ribs. Every part of him was smooth, the skin soft, but the flesh underneath was like steel. Rafe’s hands went to the buckle of his belt. He unbuckled the belt and undid the top of his pants, revealing a thin line of dark hair that led down.

Laura leaned over and did what came naturally. She kissed him from the hollow of his neck down. She tasted his flesh, clean and masculine. She licked at his flat nipples, loving the way they tightened for her. She gently worked her way around the nipple and then moved to the next one.

“Bite me, bella . Just a little. I like it rough. I want to feel your teeth on me.”

The idea made her clench. Moisture was making her slick and wet for him. She bit down on his nipple and was rewarded with a sharp hiss.

“Yes. That’s what I want. I want you wild.” If he wanted her wild, he was going to get his wish. Her heart was pounding, and her skin felt like it might pulse off her body. His gorgeous form was all there for her delectation, and she wasn’t about to hold back.

She pushed at his pants and shoved his boxers down his lean hips.

His cock sprang free. Touch hadn’t lied to her. He was huge and thick with a spongy purple head. Laura shoved him back. In the small kitchen, there was very little room. Rafe seemed to know what she wanted, and he leaned back, spreading his legs as she got to her knees. Her skirt forced her to keep her legs together, but she could move a bit. She breathed in the scent of his arousal just before leaning over and licking the head of his cock.

It jumped, and Rafe’s groan reverberated through the small kitchen. His heavy balls pulled up as she looked at him.

“Please, bella . I need you. I’ve needed you for so long.” Laura let her mouth close over the head of his twitching dick. Pre-cum, thick and salty, spread across her tongue. She grasped the thick stalk of his cock with one hand as she worked her tongue over the V

on the underside of his head.

Rafe’s hands found the back of her neck and pulled her forward.

“More. Take more.”

He was a ruthless son of a bitch. It made her even hotter. He forced her head forward. Laura opened wide because his dick was invading, penetrating inch by luscious inch. Air . She needed air. She forced herself to breathe through her nose. Rafe filled her mouth with his hard dick. Laura struggled but managed to whirl her tongue around the cock in her mouth. Rafe fucked into her mouth in hard, short strokes.

Laura gave up fighting him. She allowed Rafe to take over. She softened her jaw and felt his cock sink further. Rafe’s movements took on jerky strides. She felt him pulse, and then he cursed and pulled out.

Laura looked up. Her mouth felt empty without his cock in it. His face was bunched and tight. “You didn’t like it?” His hands came out, pulling her up. “I was too close, bella . I don’t want to come in your mouth. Not this time. I want to get inside you. I want to feel your pussy.”

He picked her up and settled her on the countertop. He pushed her skirt up.

“Lift up. You don’t need this.” He ran his fingers along the edges of her underwear.

Laura lifted her ass up, and Rafe slid the offending silk panties off her hips. Cool air stroked over her heated flesh. Rafe forced her legs open. His cock thrust from the perfectly manicured nest of hair at the juncture of his thighs. Laura watched his cock. It was slick from her mouth. Suddenly Rafe palmed himself. He stroked his cock twice, the head weeping pearly pre-cum. He let go. There was the sound of a wrapper tearing, and then his hands were shaking as he rolled the condom over his cock.

God, was she doing this? Rafe Kincaid was covering his cock in a rubber so he could fuck her. What was she thinking? Her brain worked overtime.

“Don’t.” Rafe nearly groaned the command. “Don’t think.” But she couldn’t stop. There would be no going back. “Rafe, we should—”

“We should stop thinking and let it happen.” He pushed her knees wide and lined his cock up. “I need this. I fucking need you, Laura.

Don’t tell me no. Don’t you tell me no now.”

He held himself there, right on the edge of her pussy. His big cock teased at her. Laura felt her pussy pulse as though demanding the same thing Rafe was. Don’t say no . She wanted it so badly. Her body was begging for it.

“Look at it.” Rafe was looking down. “Look at how beautiful it is and tell me it’s wrong.”

Laura let her eyes follow Rafe’s line of sight down to the place where his cockhead sat poised at the entrance to her pussy. The head slipped just inside the labial walls, threatening the channel with sweet invasion. As Rafe’s hips moved, Laura could see that his cockhead was already coated with her juice.

“We’re beautiful together. It’s right. Let me have you.” One little thing kept her from wrapping her legs around him.

“Cam—”

“Thinks he wants to watch.”

Laura felt her heart almost stop at the words that came from the hallway. Cam stood there, pizza in one hand and a six-pack dangling from the other. His whole body was still. It was almost as though he was stopped in his tracks, and he couldn’t move. His handsome face was set in stone.

“Cameron.” Laura tried to push her legs together, but Rafe was still there. “We can’t. I can’t hurt Cam like this.” Rafe’s head turned, his dark eyes slightly desperate. “Cam, please.”

Cam set the pizza and the six-pack on the kitchen table. In two long strides, he crossed the space between them. They crowded into her tiny kitchen, their big bodies taking up all the space. Cam’s eyes softened, and he towered over her. He was a good two inches taller than Rafe, his body thick and corded with muscles. His eyes were blue, and they ranged from an icy, arctic color when he was angry to the bright, inviting blue of a perfectly kept swimming pool. His big hand cupped half her face.

“I wanted to be first, but I just had to go and get pizza. My momma always told me my gut would get me in trouble.” He kissed the side of her face and then turned back to Rafe. “Give me a show, buddy.”

The minute the words left Cam’s mouth, Rafe thrust in.

Laura groaned at the invasion. He filled her, stretched her taut. He worked his dick in, thrusting back and forth with determination, trying to get in.