Frostbite & bruises

Nox listened as Morgan’s ragged breathing slowly calmed and could not suppress a grin. Apparently, he had not been the only one who had been in great distress. That the thought of foreplay had vanished from his mind the moment she had turned her back to him and her trousers had dropped to her ankles hadn’t been so strange, but that the woman had been just as horny he hadn’t seen coming.

Up until the moment she had fidgeted with her trousers, he had still thought that she wanted to have sex with him because of their deal, but when her trousers had come down and he had seen a damp spot in her panties, man! Nox hadn’t thought he could get any more aroused than he already was, but when he realised that the woman was just as aroused, his inhibitions had fallen away and he could think of nothing but her warm, wet cavern hugging his cock. And man... how wet she had been!

At the thought of her warm cave, with his member still safely tucked away inside, his excitement came alive all over again.

“Seriously?”

Morgan’s voice sounded surprised, and Nox couldn’t blame her. Never before had he had a hard-on twice in a row. “Do you want me to ‘pull the plug’?” He silently prayed that she would refuse, and his hopes were raised when he saw her shoulders begin to tremble slightly.

“Well, no...” He heard her gasp as he moved his lower body. “...but I’ve never experienced this before. How do you manage to get a hard-on twice in quick succession.... I mean, most men have trouble keeping the first one up.”

With a grin on his face, Nox leaned down slightly and rubbed his hips against her bottom, something that elicited a deep moan from Morgan, much to his delight. “I have no idea, it’s the first time this has happened, but I’m not going to complain and I get the impression that you’re not too bothered by it either...”

Instead of answering, Nox felt her buttocks move further back against his groin and began to grind against it.

“They’re going to wonder where we are... don’t you think?” Morgan’s voice sounded husky.

Nox nodded. “Yeah, I think so...” and slid a hand around her throat. Carefully, he pulled her up slightly until the back of her head rested against his shoulder.

“But I don’t give a shit...”

His warm breath and rough, husky voice close to her ear made a knot of desire form in her lower abdomen.

He squeezed her throat gently, but instead of becoming anxious, Morgan’s arousal grew and she felt her nipples harden and rub erotically against her shirt. Fuck! Nox may have looked like a vagrant with his long, unkempt hair and wild beard, but he sure as hell knew how to turn a woman on, something she surely didn’t expect.

Without warning, he suddenly grabbed one of her legs by the hollow of the knee and pulled her leg up until her knee was on the table. He then pulled her head back a little further by her throat. “Do you want me to stop?”

As best she could, Morgan tried to shake her head, but apparently it wasn’t enough because she felt his hand gently squeeze her throat.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite hear you...” His wisper sent a shiver down her spine.

Morgan tried to swallow, from the sudden excitement that coursed through her lower body at the feel of his beard tickling her neck, his big, wide, warm body pressed against hers, the big hand cupping her throat, but mostly from the position he had put her body in.

“No...”

Christ! He had had horny women in his arms before, but Morgan topped them all! She was friendly, loyal, had a sweet face and was hot-blooded too!

He knew from experience that many women liked to be dominated during sex, and Morgan seemed to be no exception, but he had learned long ago that it was important not to overstep any boundaries, and with this female in front of him he wanted to avoid that at all costs.

But, damn, how delicious she was!

“No... what?”

Nox heard her breath quicken. “No..., please don’t stop...”

Morgan couldn’t hold back a moan as he leaned on her with his full body weight, pushing her forward onto the table, his hand still tight around her throat.

The hand he had under her knee slid up slightly, bringing his hand underneath her thigh. Morgan gasped. Suddenly she felt a finger brush against her clit.

To give Nox more room to play with her little pleasure button, Morgan pulled her knee up further, but instead of using the space she’d given him, he withdrew his finger.

A low growl of protest slipped across her lips.

For a moment, Nox closed his eyes, pressing the woman so hard against the table that she couldn’t move. He’d almost succumbed to his desire to come deep inside her, something he wanted to delay for a while. And he tried hard to think of something other than her writhing body beneath him. When the pressure in his balls had eased a little, Nox let his cock slide out of her warm cavern a little. Immediately he felt her walls trying to get a grip on something that wasn’t there.

Teasingly slowly, Nox let his middle finger glide over her clit, only to immediately thrust his cock back in hard.

“Ohh my God!” Morgan moaned loudly.

Nox knew he couldn’t keep up this little game much longer. “Do you like it, Morgan, or do you want me to stop?”

Now that she was facing forward on the table, her body and face pressed into the old dirt, Morgan had both hands free. And even though she knew he was playing a game with her, she grabbed his hand that was wrapped around her neck with one hand and grabbed his hip with the other.

“Don’t you dare to stop now!” Morgan’s heart pounded in her throat and her breath sounded ragged. She was so close to her release!

A hoarse, raging laugh from Nox was her answer.

Granting her compelling request, the tall man released her throat, lifted himself slightly and grabbed her hip.

Slowly, he withdrew until only the tip of his hard cock was left inside her, his balls squeezing at the sight of the layer of slick that enveloped his member. Suddenly a twinge of pain shot through his hip. In an attempt to force the man to continue his pounding, Morgan had dug her nails deep into the skin of his hip.

Nox was not going to let that happen a second time and with a hard thrust of his hips he rammed his cock in until he felt her walls squeeze around his, and started to pound into her over and over.

This second orgasm rippled through her whole body and her eyes rolled backwards. Where she normally came in silence, Morgan now cried out loudly.

A satisfied grin appeared around her lips at the feel of Nox’s hands holding her hips in an iron grip and the roar of release that followed.

Shaking from his climax, Nox placed his hands on either side of a panting Morgan’s head. Slowly, he lowered himself onto his forearms so that he was lying on top of her, tilting his head further forward, his beard sliding gently down her face.

“Did I hurt you?”

Surprised at so much concern, Morgan looked sideways at the gruff man and gave him a broad smile.

“No... anything but.”

To his own surprise, Nox could only just stop himself from planting a kiss on the sweaty brow of the woman. Quickly, he stood up and with a wet plop, his cock slid out of her overflowing cunt.

“Good to know...”

Morgan wasn’t sure if his comment was in reference to a sequel or if he was just proud of himself as she couldn’t see his expression as his back was to her. Morgan could feel her knickers getting soaked with his semen as it slowly began to slip out of her. As soon as she was back in the main hall, she had to find a place to change before she dared to show her face with the rest of the group again.

“There’s an old bathroom next door, if you go there I’ll bring you a bucket of water and a cloth you can use to change...”

Surprised, Morgan looked up to see Nox standing there taking her in, although she couldn’t quite see his expression through all the hair, there was a sparkle in his eyes that hadn’t been there before.

Ten minutes later, Morgan walked up the stairs to her quarters, hoping that no one would suspect anything. Nothing could be further from the truth. As she entered, she saw Steve’s dark gaze and knew he would confront her once he saw her alone.