“How about I just show you?”
With that sinister tone in his voice, Cara didn’t know if she wanted him to show her anything.
She felt him moving down her back, his lips grazing her spine. When he lingered at the small of her back, searching the small crevice with a slow lick of his tongue, Cara knew she was in trouble.
“Jericho?”
He ignored her.
She felt his hands as they spread the cheeks of her buttocks. His lips lowered, following the crease that he had exposed. Cara tried to rise, but one hand pushed her back down until her forehead was once again on the rug.
Jericho’s tongue found the rim of her anus and licked until she thought her lungs would burst with the need for oxygen.
Just when she thought she couldn’t take another second, his lips slid lower until they reached the weeping wetness they were searching for. One second, he was licking, and the next, his tongue was buried as far as it would go within her before he would draw it out, only to plunge it inside once again while his fingers rubbed her clit.
She ached to climax, but every time she stiffened, he pulled back to nibble at her anus until she was a withering mess, held down by his hands on her hips.
“Please let me come, Jericho. Please … please …”
Again, he ignored her.
Each time he pulled her back, he would once again delve into her slick cunt.
Sweat dripped down her body as the torture he imposed on her continued. There was no area of her body he didn’t tease and taunt until Cara could not take it, and her screams filled the bedroom.
It was only when she began to cry that he swiftly rose up between her thighs, circled her waist with a hard arm, and pulled her hips up until her knees no longer touched the floor. He then took his cock and placed it at her entrance, sliding just the tip into her wetness. Lubricating himself, he moved closer, poised to enter her.
Sobs were now tearing through her chest as she felt him removing the shirt from her wrists, and then he once again covered her back as he let her knees touch the floor.
“Open for me.”
Cara knew what he wanted. She moved her hand, sliding it down her quivering belly until she touched herself. Using her fingertips, she parted herself, feeling his cock waiting. This time, she knew not to try to touch him, and she was rewarded by finally feeling him stroke within her.
Quickly, Cara braced herself, placing her hands on the rug as he bent over her, pushing every massive inch of his cock within her tight channel. He wasn’t gentle—no one could say Jericho was a gentle lover—but what he did was give her what she desperately needed—a hard pounding that drove every inch of him inside her over and over again.
Just when she thought she could not possibly take him deeper, he pushed her thighs wider and gave her another inch. The force he was fucking her with made her slide across the rug, and his hands left her hips to grasp her shoulders, holding her still.
“Do you still love me?” his voice hissed out between his gritted teeth.
“Yes, Jericho! Yes!”
Her answer stopped him mid-stroke until, with a curse, he levered himself off her.
“Jericho, please, I can’t bear anymore.”
He rolled Cara to her back and sat back on his knees. Then he pulled her toward him until she was once again impaled on his cock, entering her with one long, hard stroke.
Tears leaked out of her eyes as he pounded within her, his fingers rubbing her clit.
Jericho watched as his cock slid in and out of her slick cunt. When he felt her muscles spasm with the beginning of her climax, he took his slickened finger and thrust quickly through her anal ring, finger fucking her ass.
Cara screamed at the unbelievable pleasure he wrung from her. The climax spiraled even higher with a force that had every muscle in her body jerking.
Once he felt Cara’s contractions easing, Jericho allowed himself to bury himself to the hilt, taking her hips in his hands and tilting her pelvis so could fuck her as long and hard as he needed to reach his climax. When he felt Cara trying to struggle away from him, he held her still, never missing a thrust.
“Jericho, I can’t take anymore.” Cara felt as if her cunt was on fire, tight and raw from his hard pounding. The man was a fucking machine.
Jericho stared down into Cara’s eyes. “Yes, you can. I need more.”