GRIND (The Silver Nitrate Series Book 1) (31 page)

He alternated breasts, giving due attention to one, then the other. The long, hard flesh between his legs became more and more insistent… His bulge needed a place, a time, and a zip code of its own. It had a label no doubt, and she was eager to get to that first name basis.

Damn. I should have shaved my pussy!

But it was far too late for regret and pruning over neglected lady bits, for he’d already staked claim, making himself nice and cozy. As the concerns quickly faded from her mind, he slid his arm between their bodies, going down, down, down until he reached her nature. She sighed into the candle-scented air as she looked up at the ceiling, glowing red like crimson smoke. Her lips parted as if to give entry to a euphoric daze to fill her spirit. She sighed when two broad fingertips pushed her lower lips apart, slowly…carefully…

She shivered ever so slightly when he pressed his lips against her neck, the heat from his mouth exciting her to no end. In a counter-clock wise motion, he traced her folds, around and around, then slowly up and down. He groaned close to her ear as he nibbled along her collarbone, kissing, then sucking and kissing once more. The flutter of his long lashes and the softness of the hair along his chin tickled her flesh, but blended in so sweetly with the way he ravished her.

Her pelvic area shook in uncontrollable spasms when he slid a finger within her, and then another, finger fucking her in deep, long strokes. She rode his hand, wanting what he manufactured and supplied, needing it more than her next breath.

“Your shit is so wet, baby… Damn, you turn me on so much…” he rasped.

She ran her hand through his hair and stared him in his eyes. They simply took each other for a ride that neither one of them contemplated ending anytime soon. She gasped, caught off guard when he pushed yet another finger within her, opening her wide, but moving unhurriedly, delivering timed digital thrusts. He laid his head against her shoulder while he stimulated her, an ever so slight smile on his exquisite face. Administering a few more perfect plunges, Zenith slid out his fingers and brought them sensually to his mouth, regarding them like a meal he’d been waiting for a long damn time. Then, one by one, he popped them inside of his mouth, licking her juices clean.

He gripped her, lifting her from the sheets and catching her off guard, to relocate her to the center of the bed, placing her just so. His movements were rapid, determined… abrupt, yet sexy. Gripping her waist, he pushed her thighs apart and dug his thumbs into her flesh, stretching her open. Then, he landed his mouth fast and hard against her pussy in one fell swoop.

“Oh shit…” She grabbed a fistful of his hair as he ran his tongue up and down her zone, paused at her clit and sucked it, repeating this again and again.

“Mmmmm, baby…” His muffled moans caused a vibration to begin at her core and radiate throughout her nerve endings. The man’s tongue was like a dancing, wet instrument of orgasmic destruction. He buried his face in her zone, bringing her closer and making her damn toes curl. His straight mane spread far and wide as he shook his head vigorously, motor-boating her pussy, causing her to giggle and sigh in erotic delight. And then, he slowed to a crawl, pushing his hair out of his face as if angry with the shit for blocking his view. His eyes on her face, he sucked hard and slow on her clit, then softly caressed it with the tip of his tongue in fast strokes.

“I’m going to lose it again!” She gripped the pillow next to her, dug her nails into the thing, and bit into her lower lip as he kept on. Holding her steady, he wouldn’t slow, speed up, or let go. He kept on, sweetly terrorizing her honey spot once he’d found her weakness, delivering it just how she liked it.

“Shit!” Her body slid upward, the black sheets wrapping around her and his hair batting at her sensitive flesh while the gripping climax radiated through her being… Dragging her back down, he pinned her with his right arm strapped across her lower stomach while his fingers kept her love wide open for his repast. “Shit! Oh my God…” Throwing her head back onto the pillow, her back arched off the bed, she released a keening moan…

She felt the slight sting of his fingers digging into her hips, then down the sides of her legs as he finished her off, licking diligently, before he softened his caresses with the gentlest of kisses along her inner thighs. Slowly but surely, he rose up onto his knees and gently massaged her knee. His sights went from her drenched pussy, up to her stomach, her breasts, then her neck. He leaned forward, heated her skin with tender kisses up and down her shoulder blades and back up to her earlobes. On a sigh, he reached over her body, grabbed the box of condoms, and slid one out the container. She took note that it was a pack of three, but only two were in the box when he dumped it out…

Jealousy reared its motherfucking head.

She had no idea how this shit had happened, where it came from, but something out of character took over her being. She’d never been a jealous girlfriend, for any reason. Yet here she was, irritated about a missing condom, for he’d fucked someone who didn’t match her name or damn description!

But that had happened before they got together, before they were official; of that, she was sure.

“Since I’ve been your man, I haven’t had sex with anyone else,” he said, as if reading her thoughts. And he simply left it at that.

How silly… of course he’d had sex with other women before her.

Hell, at least he’s being responsible and I didn’t have to tell him to use anything… He was right; he can’t win.

He slid on the Magnum over his wide, veiny, long dick. Reaching out, she felt his neatly trimmed, jet black thatch of pubic hair, trailing up the footpath of fine locks along his stomach and back down again.

“Come here…” With a come-hither wink, she curled her finger in his direction. He drew up without hesitation, while she sat a bit straighter, resting her back against the headboard. Hooking her arm around his tapered waist, she brought the man close, straddling her body. Her mouth literally watered at the sight of his cock covered in the clear sheath. He rested his palm on the wall behind them. Gently cupping his balls with one hand, she guided the head of his dick into her mouth. His body jerked as she began to suck and draw him deeper into her mouth.

“Baby, you’re so good…so good! Damn that feels
right
!” He groaned as he began to give short, quick pumps within her mouth. He stretched slowly upward, the muscles in his chest and arms lengthening as he ran his fingers leisurely through his hair, causing an avalanche of black waves to fall forward. With the other hand, he gently cupped the back of her head, forcing her to nurse his cock a bit closer to the source of their mutual pleasure. The sounds of her slurping along his rigid shaft made her swollen pussy ache pleasingly in sweet anticipation of his climax. She put all of herself into pleasuring him, faster and faster, her focus on him, wanting nothing more than to make him sweat. He gave her head a firmer grip and his groans grew increasingly louder.

His abs crunched and caved, his breathing harsh and accelerated as she held on tight. He pumped harder, faster, snaking and grinding between her damn teeth, fucking her mouth as if he meant the shit. From his lips escaped a guttural groan as his face twisted with what could be construed as pain… but she knew better.

Intensity brimmed in his damn eyes when he looked down at her. Clearly, he was forcing himself away from the door of a pending nut. He pulled out of her mouth, and she swiped away a trail of saliva. He grabbed her roughly and turned her around, manhandling the shit out of her, making her scream and scratch at the sheets. His urgency turned her on, as if he didn’t have a half a second to lose.

“Turn around and get on your mothafuckin’ knees!”

Oh how she loved the nasty, mean words that spewed out of his mouth. Zenith grabbed the back of her hair, giving it a harsh tug, and slapped and kneed her inner thighs apart, causing her pussy to cry all over the goddamn place and then… she screamed when he pushed his dick unceremoniously inside her. A sound from the gut—uncontrollable, primitive and raw… She screamed so damn loud it shocked the hell out of her own self.

“Goddamn your pussy is the damn
truth
! Fuck!” He thrust fast and rough and reached for her chin, making her turn around and face him. She stared at the animal from over her shoulder. “Look at me, damn it! I want to see you cum all over my dick, I want you to see me cum, too. Watch me! Watch me fuck this good, hot pussy of yours!”

She backed up hard into his crotch, their motions in sync as a slapping noise ensued. Their groans and sighs overlapped one another, and then, she felt his grip tighten around her waist. Gasping, she fell forward for he went so damn deep, she lost her breath. He held her close, so close, and stayed within her, thrusting in slow, sensual strokes. Reaching in front of her, he caressed her clit. Lying sideways and pulling her spoon fashion against him, he cradled her and kept his pace.

“Are you about to cum, baby?” She winked at him, seeing the strain and pressure in his face.

“You want me to?” he panted, his eyes growing darker, swimming in mysterious thoughts.

“Yeah, I want you to cum so we can start all over again.”

He increased his tempo.

“Hmmmm!” Gripping the sheets, she lost herself in the moment. It got so damn good, she vibrated against him, another orgasm seizing her.

“Keep playing with my pussy!” She grasped his hand, crying for him not to stop. His pelvis rocked against her ass at top speed as he stroked her clit nice and slow, and the contrasting pace proved simply euphoric!

“You like that? Am I stroking you good? Tell me what you need, baby! I’ll do it. I’ll do
anything
you want!” He sank his teeth into the side of her neck, catching her by surprise with a firm bite into her flesh.

“Yesss!” he yelled out. And he kept on playing her, making her his own personal instrument. His hot breath bathed her shoulder as he jerked… paused… jerked harder… and then, she felt the gush of fluid come forth…

With a low, raspy moan, he released. The sound of his pleasure must’ve emitted from the depths of his soul. The condom didn’t diminish the heat she felt from his cum shooting out and filling the damn thing to the max.

They lay there together, spent, infatuated, in like, in lust, in love… His hand hung loosely against her zone. She looked down at it and covered it with her own, caressing it. Such beautiful, hard, manly, hands…

Hardworking hands.

Hands that could create sounds from drums like she’d never heard… sounds that he churned and turned into music… sounds from his mind, his heart…

Zenith held the world with those hands.

Hands that could touch her face and make her feel safe…

Hands that could make her laugh as he angrily gesticulated due to frustration from a video game…

Hands that touched her body in ways she’d never experienced, awoke something in her that had been in slumber for so very long…

Hands that cradled her close in mind, body, and spirit.

“Baby, I love you,” he whispered.

An eerie feeling radiated throughout her body.

She stiffened against him, tried to relax while he ran his hands in soothing caresses up and down her arm and hip.

“You don’t have to be scared.” He laid a gentle kiss against her shoulder, and then another. “Silver…”

“Yes?” Her stomach fluttered and then filled with bubbles of anxiety and love.

“You’re okay, alright? I’m okay… we’re okay. We’re just going to let this happen. I’ll go as fast as you want, as slow as you want; don’t matter to me, as long as you want it… But we can’t stop. We’ve got to keep moving forward… because I found the right person, so it’s happening…and I’m happy about it.”

“Me too, Zenith… I know this is right, us together. It just feels natural… I feel good with you. And you know I love you, too.”

He pulled slowly away from her, sliding his arm away from her body, and sat up. She couldn’t see him, but from the movement directly behind her, she could feel it, sense him there, almost envision everything he did.

If I look into his eyes right now, what will I see?

Turning on her back, she fluffed a pillow and slid it behind her head. On a sigh, she turned in his direction and caught him looking, his eyes half-opened, as if he were high off his ass. She burst out laughing, placing her hand against her lips as his mouth arched in a silly grin.

“Shiiiit,” he slurred, closing his eyes completely. “That was so good… got a motherfucker feelin’ so relaxed… Magic dose of silver.” He yawned loudly, then slung his legs over the bed. He stretched, extending his elbows and bowing his back as he leaned forward, and a faint popping sound ensued. He got to his feet and tossed the full condom into his bedroom trashcan. Returning to her, he lifted the sheets, sliding beneath them. “Come on, get under here with me. Your nipples are hard. You must be cold.” He bit his lower lip in a seductive way.

Smiling, she snuggled against him. He caressed her thigh, buttering her up, making his intentions clear when he let his fingers creep close to her pussy. He placed the other hand on her breast, covering it.

“Let’s…” he nestled his face in the crevice of her neck, causing her to burst out laughing from the ticklish sensation. “Do it…” Planting a kiss there, he imbued his words with a smile. “Again.”

“I kind of wanted to sleep,” she joked, messing with the man.

“I’ll fuck you to sleep. Come on.” He nudged her over and took position in the middle of the bed. Her heart beat a bit faster as he began to stroke his cock, making it hard once again. She reached across him and retrieved the last condom from the nightstand. Ripping it open with her teeth, she took his shaft into her hand and slid the protection down his girth. He groaned as she rubbed up and down the thing and then, straddled him, with her pussy right above his cock.

“Mmmm, this is going to be good.” She moved her hips above it, teasing him, pretending to mount, then pulling back as if changing her mind.

“Stop playing. I’m for real. You’re going too far… Come on now,” he growled, clearly sick of her song and dance. She laughed in his face, prepared to drag it out a bit longer, getting a kick out of his riled up self—but she was no match for him, for he moved her ass where he wanted her, grabbed hold of her hips and pushed up into her, bringing his dick part-way inside her. Both released a moan as he forced her to ride his dick and feel every damn inch he had to offer.