The Bad Boy (Black Mountain) - Page 41

She tore her gaze from his cock and stared at his face.

Without breaking eye contact he stepped forward until their chests brushed together again and she felt that thick cock against her overheated flesh.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Mary.” He covered one of her breasts with an oversized hand, using his thumb to brush over her nipple. He did this for long, agonizing minutes, his focus never leaving her face.

Mary was about to open her mouth to tell him she couldn’t handle any more, but in the next moment he took hold of the waistband of her pants and pushed them and her panties down in one, swift move.

She pulled one of her legs out, but couldn’t get further before he gripped her ass and lifted her up. Her back rested against the wall, her weight being held fully by Alex’s strength. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his hips, and held on and anticipated what was for sure about to happen.

His cock was steel against her pussy, the thick length sliding along her lips and parting them. The ridge from his piercing teased every part of her, once cold but now hot and wet from their body heat and her pussy wetness.

“You want me, Mary?”

She moaned. “You know I do.”

He grunted and kept that steady slide up and down her cleft. “You want this?” He pressed more firmly against her cunt and her mouth opened on a silent cry.

“Yes,” she hissed the lone word out. “Stop tormenting us and give it to me already.”

He didn’t respond, and instead kept hold of her with one strong hand, and used the other to reach between their bodies and align the tip of his cock with the opening of her body. He pulled back and stared in her eyes, and this moment between them was frozen for a prolonged second as they both knew and realized the gravity of what was about to happen.

“I’ve never done something so reckless,” she whispered in reference to having sex in a public space.

He shook his head slowly. “I got you. I’m not letting you go.” He moved his cockhead up and down her slit, his gaze locked on hers. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Mary.” And then he pushed just the tip into her pussy.

She let her eyes close at the delicious way just the crown of his cock stretched her, and at the feeling of that metal pressing against sensitive parts she didn’t know she had.

The stretch and feeling of being completely filled slammed into her as he kept pushing all those massive inches inside of her. But the pleasure that followed right on its heels was worth any discomfort and lack of air she could take into her lungs. He dug the fingers of his free hand into her ass with bruising force, but she liked that added spark of discomfort, loved that it told her he was barely controlling himself.

“You’re so fucking tight.” His eyes were now closed, and his voice was guttural from his pleasure.

With every thrust into her, she finally realized what it felt like to be claimed. And that was exactly what Alex was doing right now whether he knew it or not.

“You feel so good.” He curled his hips toward her and buried the rest of his dick in her pussy.

They both let out a harsh breath, and Mary curled her nails into his back.

“It’s good, Alex. God it’s so good.”

His breath became quicker when he started pounding in and out of her, the heavy sack beneath his dick slapping against her ass. It was agony and ecstasy all rolled into one.

The wall was rough on her back, scraping up and down as his pumping increased in intensity and she cried out softly, “More, Alex. God, more.” Here she was, begging him for it harder, faster with only a wall and door separating them from a gym full of people right on the other side. Mary wanted marks on her body from his ferocity, wanted to look in the mirror and know this really did happen.

He never stopped his steady thrusting. In and out, harder and faster. She tightened her hold on him, wanting him closer.

“Just feel me, Mary. Know I’m the one making you feel this way… the only one to ever do it.”

Maybe she should have thought more on what he meant by that last part, but she was too far gone with her pleasure to care.

He dragged his tongue up and down her throat, and growled to her shivering in response. “You’re so sweet and salty and mine.” The root of his cock rubbed along her clit, back and forth, again and again, and that tightening in her body, signaling her climax rushed to the surface and stole all her sanity.

“I-I’m… Alex, I’m close.” Her words were broken as he thrust hard and fast, thoroughly hitting something deep inside her that had her pussy muscles clenching around him involuntarily.

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