His Greatest Pain (7 page)

Chapter
Nine

Lauren
was losing her damn mind right now. Ace was like a madman, desperate for her,
hungry for her body. She was the same for him though, so damn wet her panties
were soaked clean through. The sound of the people partying just around the
tree, feet from them, turned her on more than it probably should.

She
pushed him away an inch, but before he could say anything she shed her clothes.
When she stood there in her undergarments he took control, pushing her bra up
so her breasts spilled out of the bottom, but not removing it. He then grabbed
the side of her panties, tore them as if they were tissue, and brought them up
to his face. Holding her gaze with his own, he inhaled deeply, obviously
smelling the wetness from her arousal, and growling low in his throat.

“You
smell so fucking sweet.” He shoved the panties in the back of his jeans pocket,
smoothed his hands over her breasts, down her belly, and cupped her between her
thighs. A gasp of pleasure left her when he slid his fingers through her
slicked cleft, teased her pussy hole, and then brought her moisture to her
clit. He strummed the little bud back and forth, so fast yet gently that she
rose on her toes, feeling her arousal climb higher.

“I’m
going to fuck you so hard and thoroughly you won’t be able to walk straight,
Poppy.”

“Good,”
she said in response, saw his nostrils flare for a second, and then he was
moving his hands away and unbuttoning his jeans frantically. He pulled his dick
out through the fly of his jeans and boxers, stroked
himself
,
and moved closer. He grabbed a condom from his wallet in a move so fast she
barely blinked before she saw him rolling the latex down. She didn’t want that
blocking this though, didn’t want anything between them.

He
came closer, but she placed a hand on his chest, stopping him. Reaching down,
not speaking, but holding his gaze with hers, she pulled the condom off of his
hard cock and let it fall to the ground by her feet.

“Lauren?”
he said, his voice shaking, deep, aroused.

“I’m
on the pill for my periods, and I trust you. I don’t want anything between us.”

His
nostrils flared again. “I’m clean, baby, and fucking hell I want that, too.”

He
moved closer to her, gripped her under the ass, and lifted her. He pressed her
back to the bark, and she hissed out in pleasure and pain at the rough texture.

“You
okay, baby?” he asked, his mouth by her ear, his now bare cock moving against
her belly.

“I
am more than okay.”

He
pulled back and looked at her face.

“I
like that little sting of pain.”

Had
she really just said that? God, she had.

“Fuck,”
he said on a groan and kissed her hard, possessively. He used his body to
spread her legs wide, and she had no choice but to wrap her legs around his
waist for stability. Arms wrapped around his neck, and hand gripping the short
strands of his hair, Lauren let her head fall back on the tree and closed her
eyes.

He
kissed her, long and deep, and she was about to push him away and complain that
she was done with the foreplay, with the teasing. She wanted more action,
wanted to feel the hardness of his body against the softness of hers thrusting
into her, claiming her, right by these people. She’d never thought of herself
as an exhibitionist, but here she was, so wet by the thought people could walk
around the tree and see them. She didn’t want to stop until they were both
sated, out of breath, and she was sore between her thighs.

The
dominance that poured from him was like a second entity, made her feel so
inexperienced, so submissive. He could do whatever he wanted to her, could
touch her, dominate her, and control her until she couldn’t stand, let alone
think straight, and it would be all because she wanted that, needed it.

He
had his shirt on and still had his pants on. The only piece of him that was
exposed was his huge, monstrous cock, and soon that would be between her thighs
and filling her to the point of pain. She was thick, had curves that probably
had other girls feeling self-conscious, but while Ace held her, supported her
weight,
he
made her feel small and petite. He always
made her feel so feminine.

“You’re
mine, Poppy.
Only mine.”
He growled out those words.

“Yes,
I am yours, Ace.” As it was she wanted to submit to him, wanted to be helpless
and at his mercy.

Ace
dipped his gaze to her chest. Her breasts were big because she was a larger
sized woman. The bottom of the mounds spilled out the bottom of the underwire,
and she stared at Ace as he stared at the flesh that was exposed.
“God.
You’re so damn gorgeous, Lauren baby.”

She
loved how he said her name, loved the way it made her feel and had her pulse
increasing. The cool air brushed along her chest, and her nipples hardened even
further to the point they ached.

“Are
you ready for me, baby?” He sounded guttural and harsh, and she had a hard time
keeping her eyes open.

“I’ve
been ready for you my whole life, Ace.”

He
froze,
his body tense against hers. “I am so fucking
in love with you, Poppy.”

She
leaned forward and kissed him. “Then show me.”

He
groaned, dipped his head, and ran his tongue along her top and bottom lip until
she was a quivering mess. He then took one of her hands and placed it right
over his hard dick. Her mouth dried further. Ace was a big man, and his cock
was no different.

“You
see what you do to me?” He wasn’t kissing her any longer, but he still had his
mouth pressed to her hers, and every word that he said caused his lips to move
along hers. “I am so fucking hard for you, baby.” He panted against her mouth.
“The saying ‘could drive nails through steel’ is pretty fucking accurate of my
condition right now.” He thrust into her grasp, and she moaned. She felt
pre-cum line the tip of his dick, smeared it around the crown with her thumb,
and loved that he clenched his jaw in response.

“Fuck
me,” she said and closed her eyes, thrusting her chest out. The music was loud,
and the talking and laughing, groaning and breathing from couples so close she
could practically smell the sex coming from them, filled Lauren’s head.

“No,
open your eyes and look at me. I want you right here with me.”

She
did as he said, but found the simple act so hard to accomplish, especially when
he went back to running his tongue over her lips, and pressing her hand more
firmly on his dick. “I really need you, Ace.”

He
groaned against her mouth, and in the next second was squeezing the mounds of
her ass like he owned them. But she knew that at this moment he did own them,
and every other part of her body.

“I
can’t count the number of times I’ve looked at your mouth and imagined
your
plump and pink lips wrapped around my dick.” He pushed
her hand away, and she felt him grip himself. He ran the tip of his dick over
her slit, up and down, up and down. It was erotic torture.

She
added pressure to his shoulders until he was forced to take a step back. Going
to the ground she immediately went to her knees, wanting to do this, needing
to. Lauren’s throat tightened, not from fear or nervousness, but from extreme
desire. She clenched her thighs together to, she hoped, stop the flow of
moisture that was leaving her at an embarrassingly quick rate. Beads of sweat
lined the length of her spine and her temples, yet it wasn’t hot outside. She
was just overly aroused.

He
reached out and ran his thumb along her bottom lip, and gently pulled her flesh
down. His lips parted as he watched the act, and when he let go of her just as
gently, it was to place his hand on her shoulder. “Good God, baby. Seeing you
like this, on your knees and looking up at me, ready to suck my dick…” A shiver
wracked his whole body.

His
shaft was hard and pointing right at her face, and being this close showed the
prominent veins that lined the length. Ace’s cock was a work of fucking art.
His balls were big and hung right below his shaft, pulled out through the flap
of his underwear and hanging down over the fly of his jeans. Not thinking and
just acting, she lifted her hand and cupped the heavy weight of his balls. The
sound he made seemed pained, and she quickly looked up but saw he had his eyes
closed and this look of ecstasy on his face.

“So
good, Lauren,” he whispered, probably still mindful of the people. But Lauren
didn’t care. She would have still done this even if those people were watching.
He opened his eyes and looked down at her. “Now suck my cock, Poppy.”

She
opened her mouth but kept her gaze with his. When the tip of his erection
brushed along her lips he made another gruff noise and moved his hand behind
her head so he could grab a chunk of her hair. He pulled her further toward his
cock until she was forced to take half of it in her mouth. Mouth stretched wide
and lips wrapped fully around his length, Lauren felt her eyes water at the
sheer size of him.

He
filled her completely, and that brought on a plethora of images concerning him
trying to push his cock into her pussy. His flavor was salty and musky, but
there was this potency about him that had her moving her tongue along the crown
of his erection and licking away the pre-cum that spilled from the hole at the
tip.

“That’s
it.” He grunted out those two words. “
Christ
,
baby, that is so fucking it, Poppy.” He groaned and tugged at her hair until
pleasure and pain coalesced with each other.

She
sucked as much as she could into her mouth, feeling like she couldn’t get
enough, even when the tip of his dick hit the back of her throat and she
gagged. Lauren wanted more, wanted everything he had to give her. What she
couldn’t reach with her mouth she got with her hand. She rubbed and stroked the
root of his dick at the same time she hollowed out her cheeks and sucked on him
like her life depended on it. He never once let go of her hair, and in fact
seemed to grow more manic with each passing second.

The
sound of people coming closer, so close that she heard them breathing, heard
the dirty things the man said to the woman, only seemed to heighten her
arousal. Soon he was thrusting his hips forward and retreating.

Back and forth.
In and out, and all she could do
was hold onto his thickly muscled thigh with her hand, curl her nails into the
denim, and suck his cock like she was starving for him.

“
Motherfucker
.”
He swore low, but picked up his pace and thrust in and out of her faster. He
was fucking her mouth, there was no doubt about that, and God, did she love it.

Saliva
pooled in her mouth, and she moaned when she tasted a small jet of his salty
cum. But he pulled back almost as soon as it happened. Saliva and remnants of
his pre-cum slipped down her chin and landed on her breasts.

“Stand
up, turn around, and rise on your toes.” He breathed out. “Brace your hands on
the tree and get ready, Poppy.” He sounded like he’d lost it, like he was going
to go fucking wild on her. She anticipated it.

Once
she was standing and turned around, she glanced over her shoulder. He was
stroking himself, but his eyes were on her ass, and there was this carnal look
on his face.

“You
have the most
fuckable
ass I’ve ever seen.” He lifted
his gaze so he was looking at her face now, and moved closer. As he smoothed
his hands along the mounds in a soft, gentle caress, she closed her eyes and
breathed out. She could now hear the sound of what seemed like clothing being
removed just feet in front of them on the other side of the tree. God, people
were fucking all around them.

And
then that gentleness left when he brought his palm down along one of her cheeks
hard enough that the pain was immediate, and the sound of flesh slapping
against flesh was loud enough someone had to have heard.

“Hello?”
said the couple on the other side of the tree, maybe ten feet in front of them.

“Mind
your fucking business,” Ace said, his voice low,
deep
,
animal-like in tone.

“Damn,
people all around getting down and dirty,” the guy said, and then the sound of
footsteps came through her aroused mind. The couple didn’t move that far away,
and Lauren looked around the tree trunk, as much as she could, and saw them clearly
now. The moonlight was right on them, and the guy had the girl on her back, her
legs over his shoulders.

“You
like watching that, Lauren?” Ace asked close to her ear, and squeezed her ass.
“You want to be a little voyeur and watch them screwing while I fuck you?”

She
nodded, not able to take her eyes off the couple, or find her voice.

“Everything
you do turns me on,” he said and slapped her ass again. “You just breathing has
my fucking cock standing at attention.” He smacked her other ass cheek. “And knowing
you have this dirty streak makes me want to devour you until nothing is left.”
He spanked her again and again. She curled her toes as intense heat rushed to
her erotically abused bottom.