tightly.
Her attention snapped back to Rhine as she felt two large
hands cup her breasts. They teased, squeezed and rolled her tits and she
enjoyed every minute of it.
“Found some new toys.” She panted and suppressed a groan.
“Mine,” he said. He stared at her breasts hungrily. He slid
down her body.
“I don’t know about—” She gasped as he sucked her right
nipple into his mouth. Her eyes rolled up into her head for a moment.
“Okay, you can borrow them for a while.” If he kept up the
delicious suction, she’d be begging him to try it a little lower in no time.
The thought startled her. She wasn’t a virgin, but she’d
learned early not to get involved with the men she worked with. Other soldiers
and former soldiers didn’t always make great boyfriends. You always ran the
risk of being the stand-in for a girl back home or the rebound from a Dear John
note. She’d spent her childhood as second best. She wouldn’t let anyone
intentionally treat her that way.
Since the only men she’d met since the invasion were men who
helped her secure the camp, it had been a long time since she’d found herself
with more than her fingers between her legs. She’d never begged for anything
and certainly not to be fucked. Oh but she was thinking about it now.
A firm tug on her nipple brought her attention firmly back
to the giant worshipping her breasts. With every squeeze of his hand and tug of
his mouth, her hips arched. Her pussy contracted over and over as if it
hungered for something to hold onto. She had to settle for pressing her clit
against his cock. Even through all her layers of clothes, it felt wonderful.
She groaned and dropped her head back on the pillow. She
stared at the ceiling and tugged a little harder on the ropes restraining her
wrists. They rubbed a little and the pain caused an icy shiver to slither up
her spine. Rhine chose that moment to scrape his teeth across her areola.
Her body quaked. She hissed and ground her pussy against
him. She pressed her lips together so she wouldn’t yell at him to hurry.
“Don’t worry. I’m going to feed that hungry cunt of yours,”
he rasped.
The scratch in his voice traveled straight to her pussy. The
damn thing tingled and clenched. If she opened her legs any wider, she would be
doing a split. Why wouldn’t he just fuck her? Surely she was wet enough. He
rolled his hips and she was reminded how large he was. Maybe she wasn’t wet
enough after all.
He shifted and she could no longer feel him pressed against
her. She looked down at him in time to watch him tear the dress under her arms
and then pull the entire thing down her legs. Her shoes came off with the
action and he flung all the items to the floor. She was left with just her blue
leggings and panties. She hadn’t done a damn thing, but she was panting.
She stared into his eyes and he watched her. He looked
slightly feral. Since he had taken her from the casino, she’d been baiting him
and he’d been calm. Even when they fought, his reactions had been controlled.
There wasn’t anything controlled in his expression now. The look he was giving
her was pure fire. Hell, even her toes curled in anticipation.
“Let’s see what we have under here,” he whispered.
He pushed her legs closer together and then pressed his
hands flat against her belly. The muscles in her abdomen contracted. He slid
his hands down her torso until his fingers caught on the waistband of the
leggings. He pulled them down. Slowly. His eyes followed the slide of the
material down her hips. As they slid past the crotch of her panties he paused,
leaned forward and kissed and licked the wetness pooled there. She whimpered
and shivered again. He licked his lips and continued to pull the pants down and
off her body.
He rubbed his thumb several times over the soaked material
of her panties before pulling them off as well. He wrapped his hands around
each of her knees and pushed them up and out so that she felt the
Her attention snapped back to Rhine as she felt two large
hands cup her breasts. They teased, squeezed and rolled her tits and she
enjoyed every minute of it.
“Found some new toys.” She panted and suppressed a groan.
“Mine,” he said. He stared at her breasts hungrily. He slid
down her body.
“I don’t know about—” She gasped as he sucked her right
nipple into his mouth. Her eyes rolled up into her head for a moment.
“Okay, you can borrow them for a while.” If he kept up the
delicious suction, she’d be begging him to try it a little lower in no time.
The thought startled her. She wasn’t a virgin, but she’d
learned early not to get involved with the men she worked with. Other soldiers
and former soldiers didn’t always make great boyfriends. You always ran the
risk of being the stand-in for a girl back home or the rebound from a Dear John
note. She’d spent her childhood as second best. She wouldn’t let anyone
intentionally treat her that way.
Since the only men she’d met since the invasion were men who
helped her secure the camp, it had been a long time since she’d found herself
with more than her fingers between her legs. She’d never begged for anything
and certainly not to be fucked. Oh but she was thinking about it now.
A firm tug on her nipple brought her attention firmly back
to the giant worshipping her breasts. With every squeeze of his hand and tug of
his mouth, her hips arched. Her pussy contracted over and over as if it
hungered for something to hold onto. She had to settle for pressing her clit
against his cock. Even through all her layers of clothes, it felt wonderful.
She groaned and dropped her head back on the pillow. She
stared at the ceiling and tugged a little harder on the ropes restraining her
wrists. They rubbed a little and the pain caused an icy shiver to slither up
her spine. Rhine chose that moment to scrape his teeth across her areola.
Her body quaked. She hissed and ground her pussy against
him. She pressed her lips together so she wouldn’t yell at him to hurry.
“Don’t worry. I’m going to feed that hungry cunt of yours,”
he rasped.
The scratch in his voice traveled straight to her pussy. The
damn thing tingled and clenched. If she opened her legs any wider, she would be
doing a split. Why wouldn’t he just fuck her? Surely she was wet enough. He
rolled his hips and she was reminded how large he was. Maybe she wasn’t wet
enough after all.
He shifted and she could no longer feel him pressed against
her. She looked down at him in time to watch him tear the dress under her arms
and then pull the entire thing down her legs. Her shoes came off with the
action and he flung all the items to the floor. She was left with just her blue
leggings and panties. She hadn’t done a damn thing, but she was panting.
She stared into his eyes and he watched her. He looked
slightly feral. Since he had taken her from the casino, she’d been baiting him
and he’d been calm. Even when they fought, his reactions had been controlled.
There wasn’t anything controlled in his expression now. The look he was giving
her was pure fire. Hell, even her toes curled in anticipation.
“Let’s see what we have under here,” he whispered.
He pushed her legs closer together and then pressed his
hands flat against her belly. The muscles in her abdomen contracted. He slid
his hands down her torso until his fingers caught on the waistband of the
leggings. He pulled them down. Slowly. His eyes followed the slide of the
material down her hips. As they slid past the crotch of her panties he paused,
leaned forward and kissed and licked the wetness pooled there. She whimpered
and shivered again. He licked his lips and continued to pull the pants down and
off her body.
He rubbed his thumb several times over the soaked material
of her panties before pulling them off as well. He wrapped his hands around
each of her knees and pushed them up and out so that she felt the
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