Page 12 of Hard & Haunted

The throbbing ache in my core becomes unbearable. I want more. I want everything this man has to offer. Reaching down between us, I tug eagerly at the waistband of his pants.

Instantly, his large hand covers mine, pausing my bold motion.

My stomach plummets. A wave of hot, crushing mortification washes over my face, and I try to shrink back, convinced I've moved too fast and he’s rejecting me.

But Onyx doesn't let me pull away. He catches my chin, his dark eyes smoldering with a heat that threatens to burn me alive. "Our first time isn’t going to be on a table," he whispers fiercely, a wicked, breathtaking promise vibrating in every word. "Though I’m very much up for exploring that option later".

Onyx carries me to the bedroom and tosses me down on the mattress before falling on top of me and fusing his mouth to mine. He dominates this kiss, tangling his tongue with mine and owning me with each demanding stroke.

I love feeling his weight on top of me, pressing me down and pinning me in place. “Gotta get you naked,” he grunts, seemingly annoyed that clothes exist at all.

My skin hums with awareness of every place he’s touching me. Onyx pops open the first button on the oversized shirt of his I’m wearing, placing a kiss over the exposed skin. He continues unbuttoning the shirt and kissing down my chest and torso, finally spreading the material open to reveal my bare breasts. His eyes fix on my aching center, turning nearly black when he sees I’m not wearing any panties.

“Fuck,” he growls as he slides off the bed, sinking to his knees and gripping my thighs. He pries them open, greedily taking in how soaked I already am. I cry out and bow my back off the bed when Onyx presses his thumb over my clit. A sudden powerful burst of pleasure slices through me and rattles me to my core.

Before I can recover, his tongue is on my dripping wet cunt, licking me and nipping at my sensitive flesh. He nudges my clit with his nose and then spears his tongue into my little hole, scooping out my juices and drinking them down.

Then I feel him drag his tongue lower, lower, lower, until it’s teasing my back entrance. I gasp at the filthiness of it all, but the forbidden nature makes me even wetter. He licks around the tight ring of muscles and growls.

“Holy fuck,” I whisper. “Holy fuck, fuck, fuck,” my whisper turning into a loud moan when the very tip of his tongue pushes inside. Onyx rubs my clit in furious circles, and I grip the sheets, twisting them in my fists as my body expands and contracts. “Onyx, I’m…”

I shatter before I even finish my sentence. My orgasm rushes through me with such intensity, I shoot up off the bed, trying to escape the overwhelming pleasure. Onyx shoves me back down with a hand spread out over my stomach, the pressure making everything more intense.

I lay on the bed, an absolute puddle. I’m vaguely aware of Onyx standing up and tearing his clothes off. When he doesn’t return to me right away, I manage to sit up on my elbows, though it takes considerable effort. I pry my eyes open and see him standing in front of me, pinching the head of his cock as he tilts his head back and takes a deep breath.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Yeah,” he grits out. “Trying not to come right now.”

“Oh. But I haven’t even touched you…”

“You don’t have to touch me to make me delirious with desire, Raindrop. Every fucking thing you do turns me on, but watching you come…” He groans and strokes his dick. I finally get a good look at it, and my jaw drops open. “You gotta stop looking at me like that.”

I barely register his words, mesmerized by the white drops of liquid steadily pouring from the tip of his cock. Suddenly I want to taste him like he’s tasted me twice now.

Onyx squeezes his eyes shut as his entire body shakes. I slip off of the bed and sink to my knees in front of him. I have no idea what I’m doing, I just know I need to run my tongue over his hard length. Leaning forward, I lick up the drop of pearly liquid from his tip, gasping as the salty flavor hits my tongue.

“Eden! Jesus, woman, what are you doing?”

He sounds angry. I sit back on my heels and look up at him.

“Did I do it wrong? I wanted to taste you like you tasted me.”

“You’re going to be the death of me, my sexy fucking angel. Don’t stop now. Anything you do will feel amazing. It’s all for you, Eden. All for you.”

His words make me bold. I replace his hand with mine, gripping the base of his cock. I give him a few strokes like he was doing, testing out what he likes. Onyx hisses out a breath when I squeeze him harder. Tightening my grip, I begin pumping in a steady rhythm while parting my lips and taking the head of his shaft into my mouth.

Onyx mutters a string of curses under his breath and weaves his fingers in my hair, pulling it back into a ponytail. He tugs at the strands and I look up at him, his dick still halfway in my mouth.

“So goddamn beautiful. So perfect, sucking my cock like a good girl.”

I feel myself blush at his praise, and I continue taking him deeper while jerking off the base of his cock that won’t fit in my mouth. He grunts and bucks his hips, stuffing me so damn full of him. I love it. I crave it.

“Shit,” he growls. Onyx yanks my head back by my hair and lifts me up before guiding me toward the bed. His hands skim down the sides of my body almost reverently, and then he pushes me backward, my back landing on the soft mattress. “Need to be inside you when I come,” he grunts.

I nod my head and spread my legs for him, inviting him to do just that. “I want that, too,” I whisper.

Onyx climbs up my body and crashes his mouth down on mine in a passionate kiss. “How is every single thing you say the hottest goddamn thing?” He doesn’t give me a chance to answer before his tongue is in my mouth again.