CHAPTER 4
Adie was shocked. Her eyes went wide as soon as Hoxson's lips touched hers. But almost instantly, the sensation of his skin on hers lulled her into an almost intoxicated state. His strange dragon scent flooded her senses, and his strong, rough hands clamped down hard on her arms. She closed her eyes and soon fell into the kiss.
But only for a moment.
Adie regained her senses and pushed herself away.
"What…what are you doing?" she asked, looking up at Hoxson.
A sly little smirk formed on his lips.
"I can't fucking resist," he said. "You just look so goddamn good."
Adie felt her blood thump through her veins. And in spite of her shock, she felt her pussy grow wetter, her arousal in spite of her protest.
"This is…this is a bad idea," said Adie, tucking her stray hair behind her ear. "You're just now back in town; I haven't seen you for almost a decade. And now you're in my home and…trying to kiss me?"
"'Trying' implies that I didn't do it," said Hoxson, not deterred at all by Adie's words.
Adie's mind raced with doubt and uncertainty. Her mind conjured up a million reasons why Hoxson kissing her wasn't right, why she should've just pulled her hand back and slapped him hard on the cheek for what he'd done to her, for thinking that he could leave her without a word and show up years later as though nothing had even happened.
But in spite of all of this, the thrill from the kiss, the tight and hot pressure down below, the pounding of blood in her veins – these were all she could focus on.
"This is…it's just…you can't…"
She tried to protest, but Adie couldn't even form the words. Hoxson standing in front of her, his big, muscular body as still and imposing as a huge statue, blocked out everything from her mind.
And he seemed to sense this. Before Adie could stammer out any more words, Hoxson swooped in and kissed her again. This time, she didn't push him away.
Hoxson's taste flooded her mouth, bringing her back to so many years ago, to all of their heated lovemaking sessions. Adie had heard that taste and smell were the most powerful triggers for nostalgia, and now she was beginning to understand why.
Hoxson placed his hands on Adie's hips, squeezing the ripe flesh through the denim of her tiny jean shorts. Then, effortlessly, he lifted her up and onto the side of the porch. Without thinking, Adie wrapped her legs around Hoxson's hips, pulling him close and tight, a thrill running through her body as she felt the hard shape of his cock through his pants.
"You're already so hard," she said as Hoxson moved his lips along her neck.
"No one turns me on like you, baby," he said. "No one."
The words were music to Adie's ears, but part of her couldn't help but wonder how sincere they were.
But before she could think anything else along these lines, Hoxson grabbed onto the hem of Adie's shirt and pulled it off over her head before she could say a word of protest. Adie's hands shot instinctively to her breasts, placing her hands on her bra. Glancing down, she saw that her cleavage was absolutely enormous, her tits looking as though one more deep breath might send the bra flying off of her body.
"What…what do you think you're doing?" she asked as she felt Hoxson's hands reach around to her back and set to work on the clasps of her bra.
"You tell me," he said, his voice low and hot. "You tell me what you think I'm doing."
"You're…taking off my clothes," she said, watching Hoxson slip the straps of her bra over her shoulder and toss the thing away, her heavy, full breasts now exposed, her nipples as hard as pebbles.
"Mhmm," he said, kneading her tits as he went in for more kisses along her shoulders and collarbone. "What else?"
"You're…squeezing my tits."
"You're right about that," he said. "Damn, I've missed these."
After a little more playing with her breasts, his fingertips running over her firm, pointy nipples, Hoxson lowered himself slightly, taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking it, and lashing it with his tongue before moving on to the other. Adie let out a pleasured sigh, the sensation almost too much to bear.
"Now what I am I doing?" he asked, taking his mouth away for just long enough to ask.
"You're sucking my nipples."
"And how does it feel?"
"So goddamn good."
Adie knew she couldn't even pretend to lie about that. She ran her hands through his thick, red hair, the end of his beard tickly against her bare stomach. A broad smile formed on her lips as she took in all of the sensations, each of them amazing in their own way.
And she scolded herself for falling into Hoxson's charms too easily. She knew she should've put up more of a fight, made it clear to him that it was absolutely not okay for him to just waltz back into her life and waste no time in trying to get into her pants.
But she realized that in her pants is exactly where she wanted him.
As if on cue, he slipped his hands down Adie's curves, slipping his thumbs into the waistband of her tiny shorts.
"I just can't resist," he said. "You're so fucking sexy; you make me feel like I'm gonna lose control."
Losing control is exactly what Adie wanted, however. She wanted the dragon inside of him to come out, for Hoxson to give in to his beast and put all of that wild animal power deep into her. By now, she'd thrown away any hopes of resisting; she was ready for him to do with her whatever he wanted.
Her shorts at her feet, Adie kicked them and her shoes off, leaving her in nothing but the black cotton thong she wore underneath. Hoxson backed away for a moment, taking in the sight of Adie in nothing but a skimpy pair of panties, his eyes turning that gorgeous silver that Adie knew meant his animal was coming more and more to the surface.
Then, he reached down and yanked off her panties, tearing them off of her body effortlessly, a surprised, thrilled gasp slipping from Adie's mouth as he did. Adie quickly took off Hoxson's shirt, revealing, once again, the sculpted, tattooed physique that she'd been ogling as Hoxson lay in bed.
Adie fumbled with Hoxson's pants button and zipper, her hands shaking with excitement and arousal. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a sly smile form on Hoxson's lips as he watched her attempt to take off the rest of his clothes with far less dexterity than he'd used on hers.
"Let me help you there, kid," he said.
He shucked off his pants and boxer-briefs, his enormous, rock-solid prick springing out.
"Hey," Adie said. "I was gonna…"
But as her eyes locked on to his erect cock, his member hard and dripping just for her, she could barely hold a thought in her head.
"Now," said Hoxson, stepping toward Adie, the tip of his head grazing against her soaked pussy lips. "I want you to tell me what you want."
Adie's breasts rose and fell with each breath. She placed her hands on Hoxson's thick, wide shoulders, her eyes focused on his prick and just how close it was to just where she wanted it.
"You know what I want," she said. "You know what I've been wanting for the last ten years."
"I do," he said. "But I want to hear you say it."
Adie couldn't help but smirk at this. Hoxson was the same cocky prick he'd always been, knowing just how to tease, just how to bring her to the point of feeling like she was going to explode with sexual desire.
Adie reached down and wrapped her fingers around Hoxson's pulsing prick, attempting to guide it into her red and swollen lips.
"Ah-ah-ah," he said, placing his hands on hers and holding her fast. "Not until you say the magic words."
Adie wanted to kill him and fuck him all at the same time. She couldn't believe the audacity of Hoxson treating her like this, getting her turned on in spite of her protestations, then making her ask for what he'd made her want more than anything else.
"I need it," said Adie, her hand moving slowly up and down his length. "I need it inside me right now."
"Then tell me what you want me to do."
Adie bit down on her lip and released.
"I want you to fuck me."
"Atta girl."
With that, Hoxson took his cock by the base and in one smooth, fluid motion, penetrated her. The feeling was like a rush of heaven down into Adie's pussy. He filled her inch by inch, Adie's eyes going wide with delight as he filled her completely. Once he was buried to the hilt, Adie bit her lip hard as she accustomed herself to all of Hoxson's massive cock being inside of her. He was easily the biggest that she'd ever been with, and she'd forgotten just how difficult it was, at first, for all of him to be inside of her.
But she quickly adjusted, the tight pressure replaced with a pure pleasure.
"Oh my fucking God," she moaned, wrapping her arms around Hoxson's shoulders and holding him tight against her quivering body. "You feel so goddamn good."
Hoxson simply flashed her that same, cocky smirk that she couldn't get enough of. Then, leaning forward and placing his hands on the edge of the porch, he began to move in and out of her.
The pleasure was almost too much for Adie to bear at first. Feeling all of his inches slide in and out of her, feeling the contours of his head push past her lips, feeling his hot, hard body against hers…it was almost more than she could stand. Her eyes were winced shut, and she could already feel the stirrings of an orgasm within her.
"You like when I fill you up?" growled Hoxson, his voice slightly deeper, slightly more bestial from his animal within coming out more and more.
"I love it so goddamn much," said Adie. "You have no idea just how fucking good it feels."
Part of Adie hated how there wasn't a man on earth who could fuck her like Hoxson. As his pace quickened, as he pounded her harder and harder, she found herself wondering if his cock was made for her, just the right size and shape for her eager pussy.
But as the pleasure increased, as the orgasm grew and grew in Adie's pussy, any thoughts she had were obliterated. Hoxson's hands on her hips, his strong grip kneading into her soft curves, he pounded her impossibly hard, his cock making Adie feel as though she were being split in half in the best way possible.
"I'm gonna…" she moaned, her breasts bouncing back and forth, her hair being tossed wildly with each collision of Hoxson's hips into her. "I'm gonna fucking cum!"
With that, the orgasm broke loose. Hot waves of pleasure burst through her body, filling her with delight like nothing else before. She moaned and thrashed as Hoxson held her in place, her legs squeezing Hoxson so tightly that she worried, for a brief moment, that she just might break him in two.
Then, just as Adie's orgasm reached its zenith, Hoxson came, and he came hard. With a wild, dragon grunt, he emptied himself inside of her, spraying his cum deep into Adie, the sensation of his cock erupting within her beyond divine. Once he was done, their orgasms fading, Hoxson's pounding slowed until he was still, both of their chests rising and falling.
Hoxson held his cock in Adie for a moment before withdrawing it slowly, a sly smile forming on Adie's face as she felt the warm drip of his cum down her leg.
But as soon as the glow of the orgasm began to fade, the reality of what had just happened set in.
Adie gave Hoxson a firm slap on the hard square of his pec, a frustrated expression on her face.
"You goddamn prick," she said, shaking her head.