Free Punk Rox Warrior by Rachel Cron

quieted, and her breathing evened out. He bunched his fingers in her wet hair and tilted her head
    back, taking her in a deep kiss. He couldn’t resist any longer. He
    needed her in ways he couldn’t describe. He wanted to make her
    forget the nightmare of this whole night.

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    She instantly responded. Her body seemed to mold to his.
    Rainne’s will was shot to hell. Where has my resolve gone ? Her body didn’t seem to care. She needed him, his touch and his taste. His taste
    was indescribable, a necessity. She couldn’t get enough, couldn’t get
    it out of her mind. Everything around her reminded her of it. She
    pulled back from the kiss as his heady moan broke the silence.
    Moving down over his jaw, she devoured his neck, licking and
    sucking down to his shoulder, her nails digging into the flesh on his
    arms as his hands moved, gripping her hips and grinding his rock-
    hard cock tighter against her pussy.
    Pivoting her hips instinctively, she rocked her clit along the stiff
    shaft. His teeth clenched at the motion. She couldn’t resist his touch
    another second. The need for him was clawing at her.

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    “Such a responsive little kitten. God, Rainne, if I don’t get that
    sweet pussy wrapped around my cock, I’m going to die.”
    Lifting her slightly, he repositioned the tip of his member till it
    nudged the entrance to her tight channel. Locking eyes with her, she
    gasped as he slowly filled her.
    She was nervous, biting her lower lip. “That’s it, baby,” he
    whispered as one hand reached up and cupped her face. She wrapped
    her arms around his neck and speared her tongue into his mouth. Her
    hips pivoted, trying to force her muscles to part for him, frantically.
    Her whimpers escaped rhythmically. She felt like an animal running
    on instinct. She needed to be filled by him, surrounded by him.

    * * * *

    The pressure to his cock was almost unbearable. Breaking the
    kiss, he ran his hands along her back soothingly. “Easy, kitten. We
    have all night.” Now breathless, it was all he could do not to pump
    into her blindingly.
    “God, I want it!” she cried, sitting up straight, placing her hands
    on his face. Her eyes pierced his soul. “I want it all!” Her face was the picture of need. She was so close her body hummed, helpless with
    need to bury him inside her.
    James’s hands moved, gripping her ass, forcibly pressing his way
    through her tight muscles. He could feel them straining to take all of
    him as a cry broke from Rainne. Her clit played against his pubic hair,
    causing her orgasm to spill over him. As she got tighter, it stole his
    breath and his control. He couldn’t stand it anymore. He pounded into
    her relentlessly as she screamed. “James!...Yes!”
    Spreading her ass, he used the tip of his finger to circle the
    entrance to her anus. “Did Phillip ever take you here, kitten?” His
    voice was rough, lusty.
    “No.” She whimpered desperately, bucking against him. “Never.”
    He pressed the tip of his broad finger inside her virgin ass, and a

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    groan vibrated from his chest. He felt her pussy loosen marginally,
    opening for him. “I’m going to fuck that ass, Rainne.”

    * * * *

    Chanting his name devoutly, she rode him harder. Hearing the lust
    and desperation in his voice for her pushed her over the edge. The
    lewdness of his invading digit was too much for her system. Her body
    shook uncontrollably as her second orgasm hit.
    “Good girl,” he crooned as his finger suddenly got ferocious,
    animalistic as he forced her untried muscles to open for him. The rush
    of her heat that engulfed her as she soaked him with her release
    seemed to make him insatiable for her.
    Rainne had never felt anything like this. She felt stretched, full.
    When her next orgasm hit, she was helpless, at James’s mercy to
    carry her through. She came in never-ending waves. She couldn’t
    make it stop, and she didn’t want it to. “God, baby, don’t