Tearing Down Walls (Love Under Construction Series Book 2) (74 page)

“Aw, yeah, hooker girl! Give me some grindin’ and slappin’!” Vic laughed and smacked Laura’s ass.

She dragged her slit up the length of his cock and then rolled her hips. “How’s that, bigshot?”

“Damn fine. You’d better ride me. This bronc needs bustin’ and it ain’t gettin’ no younger.”

“I thought I’d already tamed the wild stallion,” Laura whispered as she leaned down to kiss him.

“I don’t know about taming him but, by god, he’s all yours,” he whispered to her as he kissed her back.

“So, give me a number.”

“Huh?”

“How many children would you like, Mr. Cabrizzi?” Laura asked, rocking forward and back on his pelvis, his cock rubbing up and down her slit.

“I don’t care, baby, as long as I make ‘em with you.” He kissed her again, and she kissed him back. “And for the record, I never thought I’d say that in my entire life.”

“You’re a changed man, big bad Dom!” Laura laughed.

“Yeah, but I’m
your
big bad Dom! Now ride my cock, sub. And don’t stop until you’re screaming in ecstasy.”

“That could take a while,” she laughed.

“I’ve got all the time you need, baby,” Vic purred as she stroked down on his hardness and he fell in love with her all over again.

“S
o how are you these days?” Tony asked cheerfully into the phone after he’d managed to get through all of the screening procedures.

“Doing pretty good. Listen, Tony, the Bluegrass State appreciates the money you’ve pumped into it. I’m constantly impressed by Walters Construction. In case you didn’t know, the tourism commission is getting calls daily about the facility you’re building. Must’ve been the contacts you made for training, because they’re all coming from the coasts. So when is the big announcement?”

“We’re having a press conference and groundbreaking ceremony on Monday, June third. I’d like to invite you to come if you could . . .”

“Not could. Will. Wouldn’t miss it for the world. I’ll have my assistant give you a call and get all the details. Hey, isn’t it about time that we play golf with the lieutenant governor and that powerhouse cousin of yours?” the voice on the other end of the phone asked.

“I think it is! By the way, how are you really doing?” Tony asked. “Since I met this little firecracker I’m married to, I think of you from time to time and wonder if you’re okay.”

“I don’t get much of a chance to grieve. Running the state is a full-time job, but sometimes late at night, it gets to me. Cancer is a ruthless mistress, but I still can’t believe it took her. She fought so hard.”

“I’m so sorry. You know if there’s ever anything I can do . . .” Tony told the governor.

“Thanks. I do appreciate that. I’ve started seeing someone and she’s very special. I think we just might have a chance.”

“Good! I’m glad to hear that. I resisted, and I’m sure glad I gave in when I did. Otherwise I might’ve missed Nikki, and that would’ve been bad for us both. We’re happy together.”

“I don’t know where this is going, but I really like her. Maybe you could meet her sometime, maybe get all four of us together,” he told Tony.

“That would be great!”
Nikki would love that!
, Tony thought.

“But I’m guessing you didn’t call me to ask about my dating life. So what can I do for you?”

“Well, you know that task force the president is putting together to look into the sexual assaults within the military?” Tony had heard it mentioned several times on the news.

“Yes! It’s about time too. So what are you thinking?” the governor asked Tony.

“Well, I know this woman; she’s dating Vic. Her story is the epitome of what the president is asking them to investigate, and I just wondered . . .”

Tony told the man on the other end of the phone about what Laura had been through. When he was finished, he asked, “Could you write a letter for me?”

“I’ll do better than that; I’ll make a call. Last I heard there was going to be a hearing before congress. Think she’d testify?”

“I’m sure she would. And thanks for doing this. She deserves to be able to tell her story.”

“They all do. I’ll look at my schedule and check with my second in command, let you know about that golf game, maybe dinner.”

“Great! Just let me know. I know my wife would love it.”

“You lucky dog. Tell her I said hello and hope to meet her soon.”

“I will. You take care of yourself.”

“You too, Tony. Talk to you soon.”

Hope that does it,
Tony thought when they’d hung up.
Now all I can do is sit back and wait.

“Trust me, baby?”

“Nobody more. But I’m not sure I can do this, Vic.” Laura was getting more nervous by the minute. “I’ve never done this before.” Her apprehension was second only to her desire to give him everything he was accustomed to enjoying, and this was a big one.

“There are
lots
of things you’ve never done before, but you’ve managed. We’ve been working with the plugs and you’re ready, angel, believe me. It’s going to hurt for just a little bit and then it’ll get better, I promise.” Vic slathered lube over the condom he’d put on – with the condom, he wouldn’t have to waste time cleaning up afterward. He’d wanted to press into Laura’s tight little rosette for weeks, but she was so afraid that he knew she’d never be able to relax enough without some prep. When he dripped lube onto her backside, she gasped; when he slipped two fingers through the muscular ring, she gasped louder.

“Vic, I don’t think I can . . .” she began, then let out a scream when he pinched her ass with the other hand.

“Focus, baby, focus. I’ll go really, really slow. Here we go.” Vic pressed the head of his cock against the opening to her back passage, and it slipped in easily.

“Owww.”

“Okay?”

“Um, yeah.” Laura waited. It hurt at first, then stopped hurting. “Go ahead.”

Vic pressed in about an inch, then another. “Good to go?”

“Yeah.” It was kind of surprising; she’d expected it to be excruciating, but there was a little burn and nothing more. Of course, he wasn’t in very far, and he was huge, so she was just waiting for it to reach the point of intolerance. She could feel him moving behind her and the pressure inside her ass, and he moaned a couple of times. It still wasn’t horrible like she’d expected; burned, yeah, but not horrible. He wasn’t in very far, she was sure. “How much farther, baby?”

She felt him lean down over her back and wrap his arms around her waist. “I’m all the way in, sweetie. You okay?”

“That’s it?” she asked. “It’s not so bad.”

“Yeah? Glad you think it’s okay. We’re not done yet.” Laura felt him move back, and then he pushed forward again.

“Owwwww! Oh my god!” she gasped as the burn increased with his movement. But there was something else; she felt everything between her legs heat up and go wet, and her clit started to throb. He pulled back again, then pushed forward harder and faster. “Sweet lord!” she gasped as the sensation took over, taking her mind somewhere wild and unrestrained, somewhere she wasn’t expecting to go. “God, Vic, it’s so . . .”

“Oh my god, you’re so tight, angel. Please,
please,
tell me you’re loving this as much as I am,” Vic groaned.

“Oh, god, it’s . . . oh, Vic, fuck me, please, fuck me,” she cried out, her body needy and begging as he pushed into her again, this time with more vigor and speed. Before she could stop, she found herself pushing back into him as he thrust forward, and she screamed, “Oh! Fuck me!”

Vic was thankful that he was tall and had long arms; he reached around her and started stroking up her slit until he found her clit and pinched it – hard. Laura screamed and shook. “Is it good, baby? Tell me how it feels,” he ordered in his best Dom voice.

“Oh, god, Vic, I want it so bad! More, please? I need to come!” Laura was gasping and writhing, slamming back against him as he stroked into her furiously. She could feel it building, growing behind her clit, her pussy clenching tight over and over. “Am I good? Am I good enough for you? Tell me, please?” she pleaded in a throaty moan.

“Sweet lord, baby, if you were any better I’d be dead,” Vic whispered, struggling to hold off. “Close?” he asked, burying himself in her again.

“Right on the edge. Vic, please, make me come,” she spat out in a breathy growl. “I need it.”

“Never let it be said that my woman has a need I don’t meet,” Vic responded with a snarl and increased the speed of his finger strokes. “Do it, precious – come for me.”

The orgasm hit Laura like a west coast earthquake, shaking everything in her until she was gasping for breath, and she felt Vic stiffen, thrust twice, and moan incoherently as he fell onto her back, stroking her clit the whole while. Her orgasm continued on until she screamed, “Baby! Stop, please stop!”

Vic pulled out of her ass and lowered her onto the bed, then stripped off the condom and tossed it – he wasn’t even sure where. He wrapped his hand around his shaft and worked himself back to hardness. “How do you want it, sweetheart? On your knees or on your back?”

Laura stayed where she was but arched her back to allow him access to her hot, wet, waiting cunt. “Take me, baby. I’m aching for you.”

Vic put his hands under her thighs, lifted her until her pussy met his cock, and proceeded to fuck her like he meant it. “Still aching?” he chuckled.

“Yeah, but in a
good
way!” she purred. Vic bent down and kissed the back of her neck, then trailed his tongue down over her shoulder blades, nipping and biting as he went. She cried out and slammed back against him, and he responded by wrapping his fingers in her hair and pulling hard, making her back arch even more and giving him deeper access.

Vic took in her scent and closed his eyes. This woman, she amazed him, made him fly. If he lived to be a hundred – and he hoped he did, maybe to one hundred and five to make it to their fiftieth? – he’d never get tired of her, never. “God, baby, it’s amazing on this end too. Hang on as long as you can, I want to keep going as long as I can hold out.”

Laura thrust her hips toward him as he stroked into her and moaned. “I’m gonna . . . ohhhh, gawwwwwwd,” she groaned as her pussy clutched rhythmically around his hardness. “God, god, god,” she cried out hoarsely, her orgasm going on and on.

“Keep doing that and I’m gonna come,” Vic told her matter-of-factly. “And I want this to last, sweetie.” He could still feel her pulsing around him, and just as it stopped, she cried out.

“Oh, god, I’m gonna . . . fuuuuuuck!” she screamed and tightened around him again. He looked down to watch his cock disappearing into her over and over as she gave up and dropped her forearms to the mattress, crying out with joy.

“Baby, what the hell? I’m not going to be able to hang on much longer at that rate. You’re pretty damn amazing, know that?” he moaned, closing his eyes. He could feel her spasms slowing, and she started to calm down. “Okay?”

“God, Vic, okay? Shit. Okay doesn’t touch it,” she whined. “Oh, god, it’s sooooo crazy good. I feel so . . . sexy. Yeah, I feel so sexy when we fuck. I love you, baby.”

“You
are
sexy, beautiful girl, and I love you too. I don’t want to stop – ever.” Vic couldn’t help but grin; he loved the fact that all her self-consciousness was dropping away. He stroked slower and longer, hoping to hold off.

Until he heard her say, “Oh, god, oh, Vic, please, sweet lord, oh, I’m gonna . . . I’m gonna . . .” and her pussy clamped down on him – hard. “God, Vic!” she screamed. “Fuck me!”

It was all he could take. He tore into her, pounding hard and gripping her waist like there was no tomorrow. She slammed back into him as he rammed every inch of her softness, and the muscles in her pussy lock around his cock. He couldn’t hold back anymore; he ground into her and filled her with every drop of his essence, then fell onto her when she’d dropped face down onto the bed.

“You okay?” she whispered to him.

Vic was panting like she’d never heard him pant before. “God, baby, I think you’ll kill me eventually. Shit, how many times did you come?”

“Sorry. I wasn’t counting. I was doing something more important: Coming. Get me one of those little clicker counters if you want a tally!” she giggled. She wriggled out from under him, then leaned over and nibbled his ear.

Vic rolled over and pulled her up against him. “Was it good? Everything okay?”

“Well, frankly, my ass burns like a son of a bitch, but I’m guessing that gets better with time?”

“As you get more used to it, it does.”

“That’s what I figured.” A thoughtful look sent a tiny smile across her lips. “You know what I love most about our lovemaking?”

“What’s that, sugar?”

“It’s so damn good. It feels so damn good. But more than that, we have
fun
. Fucking you is fun. I love it,” she grinned. “Six months ago if you’d told me I’d be fucking Vic Cabrizzi and having fun doing it, I would’ve told you that you were crazy!” she giggled.

“I am crazy. Crazy for you, baby,” Vic told her and kissed the top of her head. “You and only you.”