Page 27 of Hell’s Weapon

“Yep, five rungs. I told you I’d be able to make you see stars,” I say proudly, stroking my dick to reassure it from the fright.

Tacita leans over and runs her finger up the middle of the underside, feeling each of the bars that are embedded up the length of it. I watch as she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and bites down. She’s clearly imagining me inside her and I love the flush that brightens the colour in her cheeks.

“You are quite the surprise, Wyatt,” she praises, sounding impressed. She regains her confidence and replaces my hand, slowly pumping my dick once more.

“And you are absolutely stunning,” I tell her, reaching up to run my hand through her hair.

Needing to move this along I sit back up, laying more kisses on her skin. This time I start at her collarbone and work my way up her neck, nibbling and sucking as she continues to get acquainted with my Jacob’s Ladder that will soon be making her scream.

As I get to her ear I pull the lobe with my teeth. Feeling a shiver sheet across her skin, I release her to whisper, “Lay back so I can taste you, I want to get you wetter for me.”

Her head turns towards me, “Wetter?”

“Don’t deny you’re not already wet.”

“I suppose you’re about to find out. Let’s see how talented that tongue is when it’s not talking.”

She moves off me to lay lengthways on the bed. Considering she came in here demanding to be in control, I’m loving that she’s allowing me to lead. She’s starting to like me, I can tell. Now, just to not screw this up.

Leaping off the bed, I shuck the rest of my clothes before kneeling back on the mattress. Not waiting for me, Tacita has her hand down the front of her underwear and is slowly playing with her clit. A possessive rumble growls from my throat as I move her hand away. “For tonight, that’s mine.”

She doesn’t argue as I peel her underwear away from her hips, sweeping it down and off her body. My mouth salivates as she opens her thighs and I get the first sight of her already glistening pussy.

Diving forward, I waste no time in tasting the full length of her. Her musky sweet taste explodes on my tongue as she rewards me further, moaning sinfully at the contact.

Licking the full length of her once more, I pull back slightly so that I can open her folds further with my index finger and thumb, giving me better access to her clit. Latching onto it I begin alternating between sucking on it and flicking it with the end of my tongue.

My fingers want in on the action too. They move down her slit and dip inside the base to find her hot wet core inviting them in. With the feeling that this woman likes being pushed to her limits, I push two straight in, right to the knuckles. My eyes nearly roll to the back of my head at the feel of her walls stretching to welcome me. Hot. Tight. Wet as fuck.

I cannot wait to get my dick inside her.

Tacita’s little cries spur me on and let me know what she likes. I drive her quickly towards the brink of ecstasy, but I’m not letting her come like this. Nah, she can wait for the main event. She gets close a couple of times but I pull away whenever her body tightens around my fingers too much and her breathing accelerates.

“Stop teasing and fuck me already.” Her demand is music to my ears and one I’m happy to oblige.

Savouring one last taste of her, I sit up on my knees and lick my lips as I look down at the beautiful woman spread on my bed. She looks a little softer round the edges like this. A little more open and readable. She’s normally being so tough and bossy that I feel like I’m witnessing something not many people get to see. My chest does a weird little flip flop thing as I drink her in.

“Are you all talk with that decorated dick of yours or are you actually going to use it?” she taunts, snapping me out of whatever experience I was just having.

Leaning forward, I pull open the bedside drawer and take out a condom. Quickly suiting up I’m back between her legs and leaning over her as I line my cock up with her entrance. Notching the head, I watch her face as I slide inside.

She attempts to hold some composure but fails entirely as each rung of my piercings rubs against her walls, the ball ends on each bar sending a cascade of pleasure through her nervous system.

Setting a steady rhythm, I keep my weight on my arms, hovering above her so I can watch how our bodies join. Tacita brings her legs up so her knees are pulled towards her chest, allowing me to go deeper inside her. As her hips tilt, it changes our angle and she lets out a feral mewling sound as I find her g-spot.

My own breathing is getting all messed up at being inside her. She feels so fucking good wrapped around my cock and unravelling beneath me. Those bright colours of her rainbow hair are fanned out over my pillows and her pupils are blown out at the pleasure I know is building in her. I’m sure mine match.

We’re not touching apart from being carnally joined. Usually this is enough for me to get my rocks off but my skin burns uncontrollably with the need to feel more of her. “Wrap your legs around me and put your hands around my neck.”

She complies after a moment of hesitance. As soon as she’s securely holding on I curl one arm under her back and use the other to push us upright. Sitting back on my haunches, I keep her close so she straddles my lap. I move my hands to the globes of her arse and encourage her to ride me.

Her inner muscles ripple around my cock each time she lifts and grounds down. The new position forces our bodies together, sweat slicking our chests and our panting breaths mingling as we build something so explosive I already know this is going to be the hardest orgasm I’ve had in a while.

Her nails dig into my skin, seeking purchase. I grip on to her just as tightly, fearing that if I let go I’ll no longer be in reality.

“Fucking damn it,” she pants above me. “Why did you have to feel this fucking good?”

I practically purr as I smile into the skin on her neck. She’d been open in her skepticism of my skills in bed, it fills my chest with heat hearing her words.