Scream For me

JENNA

I’m downright giddy as Slater pulls me back behind the bar and wraps an arm tightly around me, letting the whole damn place know that I’m his now. All those hungry, male eyes run over me and then quickly look away. If me wearing his shirt and his protective arm around me wasn’t clue enough, the murderous look in his eyes as he looks at the remaining stragglers gets the message across loud and clear.

“Closing time,” Slater hollers out, and there’s a hard edge to his voice, daring anyone to argue.

The band is already almost packed up, and soon the bar is filled with the sound of chairs scraping along the hard floors, the door banging closed, and then the loud rev of several engines as they get on their bikes and leave.

As soon as they’re gone, Slater spins me and presses me up against the bar, capturing my mouth in a kiss. God, how can any man taste so damn good? I run my hands over all that hard, tattooed muscle, moaning at how amazing he feels. He may be more than twice my age, but he sure as fuck doesn’t look it.

He breaks away long enough to rip his shirt off, taking my dress with it so I’m left in nothing but my skimpy thong and stripper heels.

“Fuck,” he growls, running his eyes over me.

He slides his hands along my body, massaging my tits and giving my hard nipples a pinch before wrapping his mouth around one. I moan and arch back, hoping like hell he never takes his mouth off me again. I want to spend the rest of my life with his mouth on my body.

His tongue runs over my nipples, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my pussy. I’m so wet I can feel my juices sliding down my inner thighs. He gives my nipple a soft bite and kisses his way to my other tit, sucking it in as he runs a hand between us. The sound of ripping fabric fills my ears as he gives my thong a rough yank and tears it from my body.

“How am I ever going to stop fucking you?” he murmurs against my skin in between kisses.

“You better not ever stop,” I tell him, making him laugh.

“Agreed,” he says lifting me up and setting me on the bar as he works his way down my stomach.

I part my thighs for him and watch as he presses his face against my pussy, breathing in the scent of me like it’s the most amazing thing in the world. He nuzzles my pussy lips gently, gripping my thighs and spreading me wider before running his tongue up my wet slit.

His green eyes lock on mine when he slides his tongue into me, watching me as he tongue-fucks me in a slow, intoxicating rhythm that has me panting and my skin flushed.

“Please,” I beg, not sure how much more of this sweet torture I can take.

I see the soft lines around his eyes and know he’s smiling at my impatience and eagerness, but he doesn’t speed his tongue up, just slowly fucks me with it until I’m whimpering and squirming beneath him, doing my damnedest to rock my hips up against him and force him to make me cum.

When he slides his tongue out and wraps his lips around my clit to give me a good suck, I throw my head back and yell, “Fuck, Slater!”

“You okay, baby?” he asks, watching me as he flicks my clit with his tongue until my whole body is shaking with need.

“I need to cum,” I beg. “Please make me cum.”

He gives my clit a kiss before standing back up and grabbing onto me. “Not yet, sweet girl. You can cum when I fuck you.”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Then you better fuck me soon,” I say, wrapping my arms and legs around him tightly as he carries me over to the pool table.

“I plan on it,” he says, setting me down and turning me around so my back is to his chest.

I brace my hands on the pool table and smile when I hear the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down before I feel his hard cock pressing against my ass. I moan and arch back against him, wiggling my ass and smiling when he lets out a groan and grabs onto my hips.

“Don’t worry, baby, I’m going to be fucking that ass soon enough, but first I want that virgin pussy.”

“Yes,” I whimper. “Fuck me, Slater, and make me yours.”

With my stripper heels I’m at the perfect height for him, and when he guides the head of his cock to my wet slit and presses hard against me, my whole body freezes as I wait for the sharp sting of pain that I know is coming.

His strong arm comes around my chest, cupping a tit and holding me tightly against him. His stubbled cheek presses against the side of my face. “Just relax, baby, and let me fuck that sweet, virgin pussy of yours.”

“Mm-hmm,” I whimper, bracing myself for the pain, but instead of pounding into me, he brings his lips to my neck and starts to kiss and lick my skin as his other hand slides down my stomach to my pussy. I moan when he gives the crook of my neck a soft bite and slides his fingers over my aching, swollen clit, reminding me how close I was to cumming just a few minutes ago.

His cock is an insistent pressure on my pussy, a promise of what’s to come, and I’m so lost to the pleasure he’s giving me that I’m no longer even thinking about the pain. His tongue runs over the nape of my neck and when he gives my clit a sharp tap and bites down on my shoulder, my body tenses and I cum hard right as he slams his cock into me, tearing through my hymen and sending a wave of pleasure and pain over me that’s so fucking intense I can barely breathe.