Rage Of Passion: Accidental Romance Book 1 (Contemporary Romance) (4 page)

Locking their lips,
and then their tongues…and then swapping hot, sweet moistness was almost enough
to send vibrations running through her pussy. Vibrations strong enough they
might trigger off Eva’s first orgasm of the night. Her passionate, undeniable
response to his kisses, his nearness, astounded her with every passing minute.

Malcolm took great
enjoyment from exploring her body; he slipped one hand into her bra and freed
one full, proudly tipped breast. While he bent to seize one tender nipple in
his mouth, one hand grabbed her other tit and squeezed with rough sensuality.
With his free hand, he dipped underneath the waistband of her panties and
rubbed on her sodden folds.

He didn’t speak,
but growled deep in his throat with approval. Eva could hear the hitch in his
breathing as he sucked harder on her while his fingers delved deep within her
welcoming softness. Her hands clutched his broad shoulders; she felt her eyes
roll into the back of her head as her long withheld desires exploded upon his
expert attentions. He found her clit and manipulated it with a hungered force
that almost had her reeling. She would come in the next few seconds if he went
on. She shifted on her heels, parting her legs for more of his probing
onslaught. Her lower body writhed on his fingers, and she moaned out his name.
She was so, so close…

Malcolm pulled his
hand suddenly from her pussy, and Eva couldn’t help but let out a whimper of
protest. There was a ‘pop’ as his lips disengaged from their hard suckling of
her now distended nipples. He lifted his lips from her throat to kiss her lips,
his hands entangling in her now tumbling hair. She kissed him back hungrily,
and could only let out a surprised yelp when he chose that moment to draw her
to her knees before him, using her hair as leverage.

Eva came face to
face with the impressively large bulge in front of his trousers, and her
protest from the agony of having him tug so strongly on her roots died away.
She licked her lips at the sight of that long ridge of his erection evident
beneath the fabric of his dress pants.

“Pleasure me,” he
said gruffly, and she looked up to see his hooded, authoritative expression.
Her smile grew sultry as her fingers reached to free him from the confines of
his pants. When his cock finally sprung free, Eva couldn’t help but gasp. The
beauty, shape and size of his cock had her hungrier for him than ever. He was
built just how she liked; thick, solid, long and rearing to go. His crown was
broad and sharply carved. The tip of her tongue pushed out of its own accord
and leapt for the glistening drops of precum waiting at his slit.

“
Hmm
,” she moaned, licking around his cap
like it was a lollipop. Malcolm groaned, his fingers tightening on her hair.
Eva’s eager hands gripped his thick base and stroked him while her tongue
massaged the veined length of his purple-skinned dick. The sensation of his
satin-skinned steel pipe on her taste buds was akin to pulsing hot meat and
bone. Following his earthy command for her to pleasure him, Eva was determined
to do just that. She stretched open her lips to encompass his spectacular
girth. She rocked her saliva-dripping mouth back and forth as inch by inch, she
shoved him down her throat. He grunted with pleasure, and showed her he wanted
even more by cupping the back of her head and pushing his hips into her face.

Aided by the wet,
eager suction of her mouth, Malcolm sent himself deep, and was soon
throat-fucking her with fast, drilling thrusts. Eva fought down the reflex to
gag and balanced her hands on his hips so she could keep her gullet wide open
for his heedless invasion. He took every ounce of pleasure she gave, and he
didn’t hold back, even when tears tingled in her eyes from the pressure of his
big fat cock slamming into her throat so powerfully.

Eva had never let
another man use her this way; simply turn her into some kind of sex doll where
her mouth could be ravaged as a hole for his cock to ram into. It never
occurred to her to complain to Malcolm right then, because she was loving his
domination. Reveling in the way he held her face in the position he required so
he could fuck back and forth into her slavering cavity.

“Fuck…feels good.
Feels so damn good, girl. So good you’ll make me cum. Will you take it? Can you
handle my hot cum shooting down your throat?” As Malcolm spoke, he jerked her
head back so she could look up at him. Eva’s head swum from the words he was
saying; the way he kept up his oh-so-dominant persona. Right then, knowing he
wanted to explode inside her mouth was making her tremble with unbridled lust.
Her pussy was positively drenching not just her panties now, but her inner
thighs, making them running with sex juice.

Eva tried to move
her head in reply, and just barely managed to nod before his thrusts took on an
earnest speed; he slid his cock in and out of her stretched mouth just like it
was her cunt he was fucking. He growled, threw his head back, and strained so
deep into her mouth she could feel him at the base of her throat. He flooded
her throat with his thick, tangy seed and just couldn’t seem to stop shooting.
Eva almost choked on the plentiful globs, and swallowed as quickly as she
could. It felt amazing. Damn it made her feel so alive to bring him to such
heights of pleasure and fulfillment.

And it was just the
beginning. At last, he was pulling her off his dick, which was no less hard
than it had been before he had erupted so powerfully in her mouth. He was
kicking off his pants and boxers, remaining in just his shirt as he all but
dragged her by the hair to a nearby cushy chair. He sat her in it and pulled
her legs wide, exposing her to his gaze as he lowered to his knees before her.
With her ankles hooked on either side of the armrests, the whole of her sex was
there for his perusal. His fingers rubbed over the crotch of her panties and he
crooned.

“Never seen a cunt
so wet it feels I can wring out these panties and get a whole bucket of juice
out. Has any other man been able to make you this soaked, girl?”

Eva couldn’t lie,
and shook her head, biting hard on her lip. He smiled with satisfaction, those
dark blue eyes now just black, burning coals on his harshly handsome face. He
hooked both hands into her panties and had them in shreds within moments. He
tugged off the ripped shreds and flung them aside, pushing back her knees so
far they were touching her ears.

“Oh, oh
fuck,
” Eva moaned, freakishly turned on by
her somewhat degrading position. Her pussy was up in the air; she could see for
herself when she looked down how soaked her mound had become. She watched with
dazed desire as Malcolm lowered his head and with just his tongue, made contact
with that cloven bundle of nerves between her thighs. He used his tongue like a
paint brush, and then like a feather; stroking and teasing her in turns. His
hand impatiently shoved up her bra to expose her tits, which he grabbed with
both hands as he lapped at her pussy.

Eva was lost. Too
much ecstasy warring for supremacy within her. She was just a mass of echoing
moans. Her hands covered his on her tits as he massaged and squeezed them so
roughly she had to cry out. His tongue tip danced all over her clit, which
pulsated shamelessly in response. Once again, he drew her so close to the
finish line she could almost taste the orgasm on her tongue. But every time,
just like before, he kept her hanging, never letting her fall. It drove her
crazy.

“The perfect
taste,” Malcolm rasped, laving at her pussy ravenously. “I need to have more.”

Eva shuddered
convulsively as he removed his hands from her breasts to pull apart her vulva
to reach the pink cavern beneath.

Omigod, omigod
!

Eva was screaming
inside her head as Malcolm somehow made his tongue a hard, thrusting force that
jabbed effectually in and out of her cunt. Almost mindless with bliss, she spread
her thighs so wide she was sure she shifted her hipbones within their sockets.
His tongue fucking inside her was almost enough to send her into an outer body
experience. All the more so when he formed a narrow wedge with his two fingers
and plunged them inside her vaginal walls.

Eva’s scream this
time was very loud, very vocal. As he began to finger-fuck her, his tongue kept
running patterns all over her clit. Effortlessly, Malcolm sent a forceful
trajectory down into her deepest core, creating a gnawing desire to be filled
up. The only thing that would feel better than his tongue and lips lapping and
sucking on her pussy, was to have him sliding in deep and plugging her slippery
walls. And not with his fingers either.

He amazed her with
his sensual expertise. Driving her up the steep precipice and then keeping her
there, wavering and ready to drop. When he drew away moments later, Eva was
near to tears, practically begging for the finishing touch.

“I think you’re
ready. And lord help me, so am I,” Malcolm said in a voice more a growl as he
straightened. To her delight, that perfectly delicious cock of his was even
harder than ever before. And so big, so well built to bring her the pleasure
she craved.

He fairly ripped
out of his shirt, making Eva’s breath catch at the sight of his nude,
magnificently formed body. Not even a pinch of fat anywhere; just athletic
muscles and ridges. Smooth, broad pecs flowed into the tightest abs Eva had
ever seen. A trim waist and lean, powerful thighs were the perfect backdrop for
his rearing dick which curved upwards at a tantalizing angle. Eva’s lips parted
in a soundless gasp as he held both sides of her waist and drew her forward
till her ass was just hanging on the edge of her seat.

It took precious
moments for him to roll on protection, and then he was positioning himself
between her legs. Pushing up her ankles till her pussy lips were lined up
perfectly for his cock to pierce right through. He teased them both with the
tip rubbing along and around her slippery slit. Eva arched her spine, moaning
his name and pleading. Almost screeching to be taken completely by him.

At last, with a
growl and a hefty grind of his hips, Malcolm buried himself inside her. He was
staring straight into her eyes, not withdrawing but pushing in even deeper till
just his balls remained, resting against her ass. Eva let out a soundless gasp,
her head spinning as she held his piercing gaze. Her pussy walls could almost
be heard stretching around his unbendable length, and the feeling of being
crammed by cock was overwhelmingly pleasurable.

“Feel that?”
Malcolm gruffed, his cock pulsing with blood and muscle deep inside her. Her
own tiny tissues clung and vibrated around him in response, sheathing him
jealously. The pleasure went so deep it coursed straight to her womb.

“Yes,” Eva sighed
at last in reply, writhing her lower body in carnal delight as she urged him to
move. “Please. Fuck me.”

Her words sent a
single shudder rippling through his gorgeously built frame. Deep inside her,
his cock thickened and hardened to an even more impossible length. Eva’s long,
loud moan reverberated around them. Moments later, he was giving her what she
wanted – and what they both craved. Hard, fast, earth-shattering sex. He
moved like the very devil; his hips turning his cock into a fuck machine as he
rammed into her again and again. Subtle swings of his thrusts hit that special
spot within her that was so elusive to her other lovers. Malcolm pounded her
pussy into molten submission, causing her wetness to keep dripping even to the
last belly-grinding thrust.

He kept pushing her
thighs back till her ankles almost crossed behind her head. Eva had never
thought herself capable of such flexibility; but with the use of brute force,
he had her open just the way he wanted; causing her to be powerless as he sent
himself punishingly deep into her helpless cove.

He was killing her
with his rough, heedless fucking; never had she been so mercilessly taken that
each hard-driven thrust made her cry out in pleasure/pain. No other lover had
been allowed to get away with such rampage, but Malcolm wasn’t asking for
permission. He gave her what she’d never even known she desired: a man to take
her sexual frontiers to new levels. She winced each time he powered into her
with that enormous cock, and she knew her cunt would feel the imprint of his
possession for long after wards. But right then, nothing mattered. She welcomed
the agony, using it as a springboard to reach her ultimate goal. His thrusts
grew faster, bolder, rougher. He leaned over her with his weight and made her
senseless with sensations. Eva never wanted it to end, but she was too close to
hold back. Just over the horizon, she saw that once elusive peak. It was
waiting for her, drawing her nearer like a tantalizing mirage. But when her
climax finally came upon her, it was as real as life itself. She cried out his
name and clutched to his ripped shoulders as her body undulated beneath him. On
and on she came, almost mindless to the many more thrusts he shoved into her
pummeled pussy. She felt like nothing more than a limp ragdoll when Malcolm
finally roared, pulling on her tits as he finally shuddered to his own orgasm.

*

It took a while for
Eva to come to her senses.

More than an hour
of passionate pleasure had elapsed since she walked into his apartment with Malcolm.
He’d withdrawn from her pussy which was still racked with spasms by the time he
returned minutes later. She heard him say her name, and she had to force her
vision to focus on his figure standing before her.