Forbidden Love with the Marine(35)
She’d been right – the tables had turned quickly and suddenly, there was no doubt who was the hunter here.
Moving away from the door, Blade started to unbutton his jeans.
Makayla’s breathing automatically ceased.
There was no way she could manage the simple function of drawing in air as she watched the magnificently built man peel off the rest of his clothes. He stepped out of his jeans, before shoving down his briefs and revealing the most impressive cock she’d ever seen.
If this was a dream, then nobody had better wake her up, she thought dazedly as her heart raced at the sight of a gloriously naked Blade.
There was just one word to describe him – beautiful. She’d seen only a glimpse of it last night but now, in full display, his body was built like a freaking god’s. Sexy, chiseled and all dangerously masculine.
His hard cock reared up with proud, throbbing thickness. It was meaty and long, reaching out like a club in front of him as he made his way to the bed. A network of bulging veins were raised along the silken sheathe of his organ, giving it a virile, gnarled look that should have frightened her but only made her pulse beat faster in arousal. The mushroom crown was well-defined, and so broad it seemed almost flat and oh so turgid.
For the next few moments there was no other sound but the pounding in her ears. Blade reached the bed, and was soon leaning over her on his hands and knees. He reached down and drew her legs firmly around his hips, tilting her butt up off the mattress. His cock, now slick with precum began sliding up and down the seam of her * lips.
Makayla’s lips parted wide enough to draw in a startled gasp of rampant, helpless lust.
She could feel the tension in his every muscle. There was a gleam in his eyes that held her spellbound and willing to go wherever he led.
“Normally I’m the kind to put a whole lot of stock in foreplay,” Blade rasped, his cheekbones more prominently carved with the razor edge of his desire as he added, “But the way I need you right now...”
His tortured-sounding words made Makayla’s heart trip over itself. She knew exactly how he felt. No way could she wait another second either. She’d been waiting since the first moment she’d set eyes on him, sleeping in this same bed.
Purring, her spine arched wantonly as she licked her lips. “Trust me...simply watching you take off your clothes and walk up to the bed was more than enough foreplay for me.”
He suddenly grinned, but that delighted flash of white was quickly turning to a grimace of lust as his cockhead unerringly found and pressed against the moist slit of her *.
The sensation was enough to make them both gasp aloud with pleasure.
Makayla did have a twinge of consternation as she felt the force of his huge cock pushing into her tender walls. Already, she could sense the awesome power within him extending to his organ and then transmitting to her quivering sex. Beneath her soles his tight butt cheeks flexed and clenched.
In an instant Blade penetrated her deep, leaving Makayla wide-eyed, a lot of it from sweet agony but the rest from a bottomless pleasure that had her gasping.
With barely a pause, he sank all the way in, up to the hilt.
“Oh, f*ck!” Blade said in a shuddery groan, at the same time that Makayla let out a soundless scream.
She felt the weight of his balls rest against the lower edge of her cunt. Deep, deep inside her was the sensation of utter fullness, of her nerves and tissues vibrating and swelling around the most impossibly thick baton of flesh she’d ever had inside her.
“Is it good?” he asked.
His hoarse voice broke her out of her decadent daze. He was buried deep; so deep inside her she felt sure he was jabbing at her womb. He was totally still, letting her screeching muscles get accustomed to his throbbing girth. He gazed into her face, his passion tinged with worry as her lips stayed slack with no sound coming out.
“I need so much to move, angel,” said Blade softly, “But I also need to know that you’re okay. You’re so wet and silky inside but if it’s hurting too much...”
“No,” Makayla almost screeched as she felt him begin to withdraw.
Her legs hitched tighter around him, her heels pressing harder into his butt cheeks as if to keep him welded even deeper. “No. Way. If you stop now, I’ll...” She shook her head, moaned, and then writhed seductively beneath him. “If it hurts, I don’t care. It feels too damned good to stop now. Don’t hold back. Fuck me hard, Blade. I can feel you want to.”
It was like she unleashed a dragon.
She heard a deep, feral groan vibrate in his chest and the next thing, he was sliding most of the way out before slamming in again – jarringly hard.
Makayla yelped, but clung on tighter. “Yes,” she whispered, staring straight into his moss-brown eyes. “Don’t hold back. Don’t you dare.”
He groaned out her name, and Makayla felt sure his cock was now nudging almost at her kidney. The next second he pulled out again and then thrust, jolting Makayla back against the pillows. She bit on her lip, fighting back the urge to scream as he began to pick up a steady, almost hypnotic tempo.
Oh f*ck, oh f*ck, thought Makayla, her whole body shaking with every surge of his cock in her snug walls. He leaned over to kiss her lips, then her throat, before leaning lower and lapping at her nipple. Makayla’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and she had the sudden wonderment that surely Blade was intent on almost killing her with pleasure.