Page 45 of Bolt (Iron Thunder MC 1)
“I can’t stop thinking about that cock either,” I said.
He reached for my breasts with both hands. When he squeezed, he did it hard. His hands were large and strong, and he wasn’t gentle with me. I didn’t want him to be. He used his thumbs to flick my erect nipples and then he bunched up my blouse with one hand.
“This is useless to me,” he growled, and he pulled it. I gasped when I heard my blouse rip. I didn’t care about what I would wear though; the only thing that mattered was he would see me naked again. My body was at his disposal.
Just as roughly as he’d ripped off my blouse, he discarded my bra too. With one push on my chest, I fell back on the bed and he grabbed my hips. He was pulling down my jeans, then my panties. Within seconds, I was completely naked. Lying on the bed with my legs spread apart.
Bolt stood over me at the edge of the bed.
“I want you to remember, this is all mine,” he said firmly. His eyes were narrowed and dark. I was wet between my thighs. Ready for him…so ready for him.
“Yes, this is all yours,” I said as I watched him.
“So you’re going nowhere,” he added as he started undoing his pants. I couldn’t wait to see that cock again. Big and throbbing. I wanted him to make me come again. However he wanted.
“I don’t want to,” I hissed and his pants fell down.
He took his cock in his hand and stroked it fiercely. He was so hard. So ready, like me.
And then he climbed up on the bed, climbed straight on top of me and straddled me with his legs on either side of my face.
I looked up to see him towering over me, his cock hanging right above my mouth.
“Open,” he growled, and I did as I was told. I opened my mouth wide, ready to receive him.
He grabbed his cock and thrust it straight into my mouth, deep down my throat till I gagged a little and he pulled out. With one hand, he stroked my forehead, and then he pushed his cock into my mouth again. It was big and thick. I sucked and gulped, allowing him to guide himself inside me the way he wanted.
I was willing to give all control over to him. He could do whatever he wanted with me. I was all his.
He fucked my mouth for as long as he wanted, straddling me on his bed. My legs were spread apart in the meantime. I could feel that urge growing between my thighs. I wanted more. I needed him to touch me there. I stared up at his face, meeting his eyes.
He glared at me, a little angry, a little helpless as he thrust and thrust. Then he was done. I thought he was going to come in my mouth, but he didn’t. He pulled out and then grabbed me by my shoulders.
We switched positions smoothly.
He was the one under me and I was straddling him now. He was exactly where I wanted him. My legs were on either side of him and slowly, I lowered myself on him. He lay back, reaching for my breasts as I felt him enter me.
I was taking it slow at first, wanting to experience every moment of this. To the best of my ability. But there was another part of me that just wanted to be pounded.
“Come for me, Cassie,” he said. His voice had changed. He wasn’t angry with me anymore. He was giving himself up to me too. I started moving. Rocking my body with a quickening pace. I could feel his cock throbbing deep inside me.
He was so big. I felt tight. But it didn’t hurt. It felt right. This was exactly where I was supposed to be.
I reached for my clit as I rocked. We were staring at each other. He was watching what I was doing to make myself come. Rub, rub, rub, rub…till I felt like I would explode. His cock inside me felt so good. My hot sticky juices made him slide easily inside me.
And then I came with a loud outburst. I toppled over him, pinned to him, my hair splayed over his face while I came with shudders. He had his hands clutching the flesh of my arms. He was coming too.
Bolt roared like a wild animal while his cock continued to thrust inside me. I wasn’t going to walk straight tomorrow. I could feel that already.
He shot inside me, filled me with his cum and finally, I felt satisfied.
I rolled off him and lay down beside him on the bed. I turned to look at him and smiled.
“I missed you, Bolt, I thought I’d lost you.”
He said nothing, just kept looking. I wanted to be closer to him. I was already so close, but wanted to be even closer. When I tried snuggling into him, he threw an arm around me. I lay my head on his chest; it rose and fell while we tried to catch our breaths.
