A Real Man: Limited Edition Page 4

  “I don’t know if you realize what you’ve agreed to,” I said on a growl and looked at her lips. “Five years without a woman has made me feral, Vivian.” I lifted my gaze and looked at her eyes. “And once we start, we won’t be stopping until you’ve come on my cock more than once.”

  She parted her lips and sucked in a breath.

  “I’m going to fuck you so good and raw, you won’t be able to sit comfortably tomorrow without thinking of my cock all up in you.”

  “God,” she whispered.

  “I’ll have you screaming more than that by the time we’re done.” I felt like this beast had broken free inside of me, like I couldn’t control myself. I wanted her so damn badly, and although I had a lot of pent-up desires, I knew I wouldn’t have been this frenzied with just any woman.

  Something about Vivian drove me to the brink of coming right in my jeans. Seeing her standing on my doorstep, her red hair mussed, her body so feminine, so much smaller than mine had appealed to me.

  Yeah, I’d wanted to mount her right then and there.

  I grabbed a chunk of her damp red hair, pulled her head back so her throat was bared, and leaned down to run my tongue up and down the arch. God, she tasted fucking incredible, fresh and clean, like lemons. And she smelled like me. It had this possessive side rising up in me.

  “I’m about to claim every single part of you.” I stared right into her eyes. “I’m about to own every inch of you.” I lowered my voice. “And when I’m done with you, Vivian, you’ll know exactly what it’s like to be with a real man.”

  And when it’s all said and done, I don’t know if I’ll be able to let you walk away.

  Vivian

  His mouth was on mine a second later. I melted against him, never having felt this type of masculinity before. His cock dug into my belly, hard, thick, huge. I most certainly had never been with a man this big … all over.

  He still had his hand in my hair, his fingers tangled in the strands. He used his other hand to snake down my back to cup my ass through the robe.

  I wanted the damn thing off.

  He kissed me raw and hard, sweeping his tongue inside of my mouth and claiming me fully. I’d never felt so possessed by a man before. The hand in my hair tightened, sending a sting of pleasurable pain through my scalp, to my breasts, and finally straight to the center of my pussy.

  I moaned, and it was as if that sound triggered something else in him. Jake gripped my waist with both hands and lifted me off the ground effortlessly. I imagined him wielding that ax, using all the strength every single day. My pussy clenched and became wetter.

  I tightened my legs around his waist. The robe parted, and I was nude under the material. I felt the warm, hard skin of his abdomen right on my pussy. A gasp left me at how sensitive I was.

  He grunted, held me up with one arm, and gripped the back of my hair again with his other hand. With my throat arched once more, he broke the kiss and dragged his tongue up my neck. God, I was falling in love with that act. It had my entire body tingling.

  And then he set me on the ground, took a step back, and, in one swift move, removed the robe from me.

  There I stood, stark naked, my nipples hard, my breasts feeling full, and my pussy so wet I wouldn’t have been surprised if some of that cream trailed down my inner thigh.

  He looked his fill, and I shivered in response, not even able to stop myself from reacting. Jake moved closer, slipped his hand under over the curve of my ass while holding his gaze with mine, and squeezed the flesh. I felt every callus along the pads of his fingers. It was a testament to the manual labor he did.

  “Are you wet for me?” he asked in a low voice.

  I could only nod.

  “You want me to touch your wet pussy?”

  Again, I could only nod.

  He ran his teeth up and down my neck, nipped at my flesh, and thrust his erection against my belly. I couldn’t handle all this hotness, all this maleness personified. I was going to die if I didn’t feel him in me, making me forget about every shitty thing that I’d ever dealt with.

  I was feverish and excited; all I could think about was how it would feel to have him thrust all those thick inches into me.

  “Fuck, I’m so damn hard for you I can’t stand it.”

  My body tingled even more after he spoke.

  He murmured something low and gruff against my temple, and I closed my eyes and just absorbed it all. I felt like a damn virgin at how aroused this man made me feel. I’d never felt this kind of intensity before.

  Moving my hands between our bodies, I fumbled for the zipper of his jeans. I needed them off, needed to see what he was working with. Apparently, he wasn’t having any of that, because, in the next second, he had his hands around my waist again and had me turned over the back of the couch.

  I clenched my fingers in the fabric and looked over my shoulder at him.

  The look on his face had this small sound escaping me. I felt my eyes widen when he crouched on his haunches right behind me, the feel of his warm, humid breath moving along the cheeks of my ass.

  I was hyperventilating at this point.

  He groaned and palmed my ass right before he ran his nose up and down the crease of my bottom. “You smell so fucking good.” The heavy weight of his palm landed on my right ass cheek, and a squeak of pleasure and surprise slipped out. He lifted his gaze and stared right at me. “You like when I do that?”

  I nodded. Yeah, I really did.

  While still staring at me, he brought his hand down on the other ass cheek. Jake did this over and over again, alternating between both mounds until they felt hot, but in a good way.

  “Fuck, you have a perfect ass, big, juicy, and so damn fuckable.”

  Fuckable?

  I’d never had anal before, but to be honest, right now, I’d let Jake do anything he wanted.

  He curled his fingers into the skin of my ass and started moving the flesh back and forth, causing the mounds to shake. I bit my lip and closed my eyes as ecstasy stole over me. The air left me, and I snapped my eyes open when he spread my ass wide open.

  “Yeah, so fuckable.” And then he ran his tongue up and down the slit of my pussy. He sucked and licked, nipped and hummed along my swollen, heated flesh. “It’s been so long, Vivian,” he murmured against my flesh.

  He was relentless in his onslaught, and I didn’t want him to stop.

  I was either far more repressed than I thought, or Jake knew exactly how to press my buttons to get me off.

  I was going to come.

  But, of course, just as I was about to get off—for the first time in months—he moved away. I groaned in frustration and heard him chuckle behind me. He gave my ass a smack, pulled the cheeks apart again, and went back to eating me out.

  “You won’t come until I say you can,” he said against my flesh, his words muffled. He ran his tongue along the cleft of my pussy, and kept going until he was licking my asshole. I curled my fingers into the couch even more. It was an unusual feeling to have someone licking me back there, but it also felt really damn good.

  He groaned against my flesh as he licked at me, his hands on my ass, his fingers digging painfully into my skin. But I loved that discomfort.

  “God, you smell so damn good.” Over and over, he massaged the globes of my ass, pulling the cheeks apart even wider, but then letting them fall back into place and frame his face. It was erotic, hot, and kind of taboo to have him eating out my ass.

  But I wanted more, so much more.

  I was close to coming, even if he wasn’t touching my pussy, but I held off. I forced myself to maintain a small amount of self-control.

  “Ask me for it, baby,” Jake said and brought his hand down on one of my ass cheeks hard.

  “God,” I moaned.

  He slapped the cheek again, obviously wanting me to beg for it.

  I was not above doing just that.

  “If you want my cock in your cunt, you’ll ask me for it.”

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  “And I know you want all ten inches of my huge cock shoved deep inside of you.”

  Ten inches?

  Shit.

  His words were so vulgar. Goddammit, they turned me on.

  “Give it to me,” I said with more force than I thought I could have mustered right then. “Give me that big cock.”

  He groaned and smacked my ass; at the same time he ran his tongue along my asshole.

  “You smell like me, like my soap.” He tightened his hold on my flesh, his beard moving along my flesh. “That’s so fucking hot.” With one more lick up the crack of my ass, Jake moved away. I looked over my shoulder and watched him as he stood behind me, his focus on my pussy and bottom, his cock looking huge behind his fly.

  Sucking in a lungful of air, I felt my body tighten further when he started taking off his jeans. He was huge and hard … everywhere. I’d always gone for the “pretty boys”, but Jake definitely didn’t fit in that category. He was rugged and rough around the edges, with short darker blond hair covering his pectoral muscles, and a line of it going right down to the monster between his legs.

  His dick was, without a doubt, the biggest one I’d ever seen.

  Taking hold of the root of his cock, he stroked it a few times while he looked me right in the eyes.

  “Reach behind and spread your ass for me.” His words were a command, an order.

  I was not about to disobey him.

  I grabbed each cheek and pulled them apart, showing him how wet I was for him, how primed I was for his cock.

  “Motherfucker, I can’t get over how pink and wet you are for me.”

  I was soaked for Jake.

  He stepped closer and ran his finger down my pussy slit. He stopped when he reached my hole, and while still focused on my eyes, he shoved that thick finger right into my cunt. Immediately, my muscles clamped down on the digit. It felt good, but I needed something much bigger.

  He grunted in approval.

  “I’m going to have my dick in here, Vivian,” he said and started pumping that thick finger in me. “I’m going to fill you with my cum, make you mine.”

  I couldn’t help the sound that left me.

  He pulled his finger out and immediately lifted it to his mouth to suck the glossiness from it. “Mmmm. You taste so damn good.” And then he was behind me, holding onto my hip with one hand, and aligning the tip of his dick with the other.

  A groan spilled out of me at the sensation of his thick cockhead right at my pussy hole.

  “I need it raw, Vivian. I need to feel your pussy walls around me. I don’t want anything between us.” We looked at each for a second. “I don’t have a condom anyway, but I’m clean.”

  I swallowed, because I’d been so aroused I hadn’t even thought about protection. I was on the pill anyway, so pregnancy wise we were good. If I was doing this, then I was really doing it. “Fuck me, Jake.”

  “Fucking demanding, baby.” He dug his fingers into my hips, and I knew there would be bruises come morning.

  Good. It made me wetter, knowing I’d have his brand of ownership on my body.

  He used his foot to kick my feet apart even more, and then he was pushing into me with a slow but very thorough thrust.

  “Don’t go slow,” I moaned in frustration. “Just shove that big dick in me.”

  His expression heated further; he let out this low sound, and then he was shoving all ten inches into me in a forceful thrust. I was filled completely, stretched to the point it felt like I’d split in two, but Goddamn, did it feel good.

  “You might have been with men that like you to be in control,” he said and spanked my ass especially hard. “But here, with me, I’m the one in control.” He pulled out so just the tip was lodged in me. “With me, Vivian, I’m the man, and you’re the woman.”

  The way he said that had me feeling like he’d show me exactly how manly he could be.

  “When you’re with me, I’m the one that does the fucking, baby, not the other way around.”

  All I could do was nod in agreement and understanding.

  Jake started fucking me then. Pulling out and shoving all this thick inches back into me. My inner muscles clenched around his length, and he grunted, picking up his speed and intensity.

  “I want this to last, but you feel too good,” he groaned the words out.

  I rested my forehead on the back of the couch, just holding on as he fucked the hell out of me. He certainly showed me what it was like to be with a real man.

  He let go of my waist and spread my ass cheeks so wide I knew he was watching his cock move in and out of me.

  “Fucking hell, baby.” He picked up speed and slammed harder into me. “Your cunt is so fucking tight and wet.” He groaned. “You’re so damn hot.” He thrust into me again and again until I couldn’t see straight.

  “I’m going to come.” I didn’t want this to end, but I also wanted to just let go.

  “Not yet,” he said and leaned forward to run his tongue up the length of my spine. “Even your sweat is so damn sweet.” He worked his dick inside of me in deep, long strokes, and I curled my hands into the couch until I felt pain take root in my knuckles.

  Droplets of Jake’s sweat landed on my back, and I arched up. Maybe it was animalistic of me, but I wanted his perspiration covering me, marking me.

  He continued to thrust into me, and I forced myself to hold off on coming because of his command, but I was doing shitty job of it. I bit my lip, tasting blood, and realized I’d broken the skin. He pumped three more times into me before stilling, his balls pressed against my pussy.

  “You want to come?”

  I nodded, not able to form a coherent word.

  He pulled out so the tip was at my entrance again. “Then come all over my cock. Soak me in it.” And he thrust back in so powerfully I did come for him.

  Lights flashed in front of my eyes, my head felt fuzzy, and it was as if the world swallowed me whole. The pleasure was like nothing I’d ever felt before, and the fact Jake kept fucking me only made it that much better. Right before the high left me, Jake pulled out and turned me around. He had me in his arms a second later. I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his wet cock tease my folds, my eyes pleading for more.

  Jake reached between us, placed his cock back at my entrance, and shoved into me hard. I cried out and closed my eyes. I was holding onto him with my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. But he was so strong. I knew he was the one doing all the holding.

  He started moving toward the bed, his cock still in me, his mouth now at my neck. He ran his teeth up and down the side of my throat, and I exhaled. That one orgasm hadn’t done anything to dim the arousal in me.

  “I hope you’ve got the stamina to keep going, baby, because I’m not done with you yet.”

  He pulled out of me. And before I knew what was happening, or could demand he continue fucking me, Jake all but threw me onto the center of his bed. The scent of him washed over me. It was concentrated, wild, and woodsy. Before I could even prepare myself for what he was about to do, Jake was on top of me, his big body pressing me into the mattress. He gripped my thighs, pulled them open, and had his dick back in me all in a matter of seconds.

  I opened my mouth on a silent cry at the feeling of being so filled and stretched. My pussy was tender, but it was the kind of discomfort that turned me on.

  He was breathing hard now, his massive chest rising and falling. “I am going to tear you up, Vivian, devour every fucking inch of you.” He certainly had showed me exactly what he was made of. He started thrusting into me shallowly. “Tomorrow, you will still feel my big dick in your pussy and will remember everything I have done to you.”

  “Yes,” I found myself whispering.

  “Christ.”

  His voice was so rough it was like sandpaper moving all over my body. The corded muscles and tendons that were laced and bulging under his skin made me feel so feminine. The thick crest of his cock press
ed against my pussy hole again, and he paused for a second. Maybe he wanted to torment me, or maybe he was grappling with his own control. And then he started fucking me with frenzied movements.

  My body slid up the bed, my head hitting the headboard. I gasped at how forceful his thrusts were, but I dug my nails into his flesh, wanting more.

  “Look at me.” Jake’s voice was deep and commanding. It was like everything around me faded until there was only this one moment in time. He was braced above me, his arms locked, his muscles straining. “I want you to watch while I slam my cock into your tight little cunt.” He looked at my mouth. “I want you to watch as I make you mine.”

  I knew it was the ‘heat of the moment’ kind of thing; it’s why he’d said all these possessive things, but hell, I wanted to hear more.

  There had never been a time when I had felt this kind of chemistry or arousal. I’d never wanted someone as much as I wanted Jake. I didn’t know if that should frighten or excite me. I lifted up and braced myself on my elbows, my focus down the length of my body. I’d never watched a man fuck me. I just let it happen and hoped I got off.

  But with Jake the entire experience was so different … so fucking incredible.

  He slowly pulled out of me, and I watched his cock become visible, my cream coating the thickness. Jake pushed it back into me, and it took all my strength to hold myself up and watch.

  “Isn’t it so fucking hot, baby?”

  I could only nod.

  Arms shaking and breath leaving me in uneven gasps, I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. I didn’t want to, even if Jake hadn’t told me I could come.

  7

  Jake

  I should have gotten a fucking medal for how much self-control I was showing with Vivian.

  I watched my dick slide in and out of her tight cunt. Her flesh was pink, wet, and swollen; it gripped me like an iron-fist. I’d never felt anything so good, never needed to fuck a woman this badly.