On His Terms by Jenika Snow Page A

she was on the pill, too. But he
wasn’t about to point how far he had really dug into her personal life.
Instead, he let go of her only long enough to grab a condom from his bedside
table, don it, and then he was right back to her. He had her right back in his
arms seconds later.
    He reached between their bodies
while he still had his lips pressed to hers, lined his cock with her opening,
and then shoved in deep and hard and without any mercy. She pulled away and
cried out, and the feeling of her inner muscles quaking around his length had
him pumping faster and more viciously inside of her.
    “God, you’re stretching me.” She
mumbled the words, but didn’t tell him to stop.
    “Yeah, I am going to stretch you
so fucking good that you’ll know exactly who was all up inside of you whenever
you walk, Sorcha.” Rian could be a dirty fucking
talker, but it was reserved for bouts of passion where he just couldn’t control
himself. In all honesty he had never felt this wild with another woman.
    He pumped in and out, faster and
harder, and when she came undone for him right in his arms, he nearly went over
the edge with her. Waiting until her climax receded, he forced himself not to
come again, and instead pulled out of her, set her on the ground, and turned
her around so her chest was to the wall, and her sweet big ass was facing him.
He got down on his haunches and spread her ass cheeks. She resisted a little
bit, but he was being more forceful than normal, and couldn’t control himself.
He also knew that despite her hardened exterior toward him, she was vulnerable
at times, centered into herself, and just getting through each day. What he was
doing to her, displaying her to his needs, exposing every part of her, probably
made her feel uncomfortable and pushed her limits.
    “If this gets to be too much for
you, and too quickly, tell me.” He didn’t know why he cared about if he was
going too fast for her. Sorcha clearly liked it, was wet and needy for him, and
hadn’t told him to stop, but Rian just wanted her to
know. She glanced at him over her shoulder, and he stared at her, waiting to
see what she would do.
    “I’m okay,” she said almost as if
she were out of breath.
    That was all he needed to hear. Rian pulled away and ran his finger along her slick folds.
“Do you keep your plump little pussy bare all the time?” He growled the
question at the same time he thrust one finger into her. Immediately her body
sucked him in, and he groaned, felt his cock jerk from the need to come, and
closed his eyes to control himself.
    “Yes,” she said on a moan, and
lifted her ass, grinding herself further on his finger, and making him about to
come right in the damn condom. He fucked her pussy in slow and steady thrusts,
wanting to get her to the precipice of getting off again, and then he’d shove
his dick back into her welcoming body. He used his other hand to smooth over
the mound of her ass and give one cheek a squeeze. She kept thrusting her ass
back at him, and he couldn’t stop from spanking her.
    Smack.
    “God, Rian .”
    “You
want to come again, Sorcha?” He was tormenting her as much as himself.
    “You
sick bastard.” There was no heat behind those words, because right now she
wanted to come, that much was clear.
    “Tell
me and I’ll let you get off, Sorcha.” He leaned forward, removed his finger,
and spread her ass cheeks wide. The sight of her pink pussy had his dick aching
something fierce, and so he latched his mouth onto her cunt and started
sucking, hoping that tasting her would sate him minimally.
    “Stop
being an asshole and let me get off.”
    He
chuckled against her flesh, and smacked
her ass again and again, all the while sucking and licking at her pussy. He
grunted against her slippery slit, and took one hand and placed it on her lower
back to steady himself . She started making these
little sounds deep in her throat, ones that were of her desire and an unspoken
plea for more. He