The Outlaw's Dirty Dancer by Jenika Snow Page A

back in. He went a little faster each time, added a little more pressure on her hips with his fingers with each thrust, and went harder every time she cried out. He was right. The feel of his balls slapping against her labia and clit was sending her right over the edge once more, and quickly. But it was only when he slipped his hand up her back, gripped the back of her neck until she could feel the tips of his long fingers brush the edge of her jaw, that Darra finally came. She slammed her ass back against him, loved that he cursed and growled out filthy things. He might have control of her, but only because she allowed him that control. The pleasure this time around was different, and when her orgasm lessened she felt Brick pull out of her ass quickly, heard the sound of him tearing off the latex, and felt him move closer to her once more.
    “Look at me. Look at what you fucking do to me.” She was going to look over her shoulder, but in a powerful move he flipped her onto her back, kicked her legs apart with his knees, and started stroking himself.
      Darra knew her eyes were wide as she watched him run his palm up and down his cock. It was the sight of his muscles flexing and bunching, of his lips parting, and of the guttural sound that came from him that had her reaching up to pull at her nipples. He was just so strong, so alpha, and so very male.
    “That’s it. Play with your fucking titties . Pull your nipples until it hurts, baby.”
    She did as he said, and then he was throwing his head back and groaning so deeply that she felt it move through her body. Despite his head being thrown back, he had his eyes slightly open and watched her. It was such an erotic sight, one that told her he couldn’t take his eyes off of her even though pleasure coursed through him. He came hard, and great white arcs of his cum shot out of the tip of his shaft and landed right on her belly. All she could do was watch in stunned pleasure as his orgasm seemed to go on and on, and he seemed almost lost in the sensation of it.
    Her stomach and chest were covered in his semen, and not even thinking, just wanting the scent and feel of him further on her, she lifted her hands and rubbed the slick fluid over her breasts. A deep groan left him as he watched her, but he didn’t stop stroking himself even after nothing else came from the tip of his erection. She rubbed his cum all over her breasts and belly, and then slipped her hand between her thighs and rubbed her clit. God, she was going to come again with the image of Brick above her, the feel of his jizz all over her body, and of the sound of him groaning surrounding her. And then it was her turn to throw her head back and moan as she came, and Brick watched the whole thing, and she swore she saw his animal flash across his face.
    After her orgasm faded he moved on top of her, but braced himself on his hands beside her head. His short hair was slick with sweat, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was haggard. Darra had never seen such an act of…raw masculinity before.
    “Christ, Darra.” His eyes were still closed. “I have never come like that in my life.” He slowly shook his head, and when he opened his eyes she saw something different in the dark depths. She couldn’t quite place it, but it was almost a freedom. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, and the act seemed so gentle and intimate, even after what they had just done.
    Brick got off the bed and she watched him walk out into the hallway. Even in the bad lighting she saw the large tattoo that covered one entire shoulder blade. It was the same design as the patch on the back of his cut. He was gone for a few minutes, and the exhaustion started to set in. Between her thighs was sore, and she knew tomorrow would bring on a whole new level of discomfort, but strangely enough she wanted to feel that pain, because the memory of why she was like that was a pleasurable one. She hadn’t moved, and when he came back in the