She wiggles again, and my hand flexes on her hip, planting her in place. My mouth shoots to her ear, nipping her lobe as my scruff tickles the flesh behind it. “Better stop that rubbing, sweetheart,” I warn, my voice a low-whispered rasp. Her hand moves to my thigh, stroking until her fingertips graze my groin. I exhale a sigh as it’s taking all my self-control not to pin her down on her belly and feed her my cock from behind.
“I want you...” she whispers, so she doesn’t wake up her kid, “... inside me. Now.”
“Yeah? You feel how hard my cock is for you right now? I could break a fucking window with it at the moment if I tried.”
She giggles, and my hand plants firmly over her mouth to muffle the sound. Her tongue pokes out, licking my palm, and I quickly move it away to wipe it off. “Touch me,” she orders next. She’s a bossy thing, but I happen to enjoy it coming from her.
“You’re feisty tonight,” I note and know she’s smiling even though it’s dark. She squirms again, purposely, and I clench my eyes shut. Her hand continues its trail, dipping under the waistband of my boxer briefs until I can feel her blunt nails graze my sensitive skin. If I wasn’t hard before, I’m damn sure one hundred percent now. I draw in a quick breath and move fast, catching her hand before she gets to my cock.
“I’m trying real hard not to be disrespectful by pulling those tiny panties of yours out of the way with your kid in here. If she were anywhere else, they’d be ripped to shreds by now.”
She huffs out a laugh. “Trixie’s out like a rock. She won’t know if I’m touching you, so relax, Cowboy. No need to get all shy and timid on me. My daughter comes around, and you turn into a blushing schoolgirl.”
I snort and release my hold. “I’m only being a gentleman as you deserve. No schoolgirl here, Hollywood.”
She wiggles her ass again, making me silently curse. Just as I exhale, her hand wraps around my length tightly, giving it a swift tug.
“Sweet Jesus, you’re playing with fire,” I warn and move my hand to her belly, my fingers spreading wide enough my pinky nudges the top of her pussy. “Tease,” I growl.
“Mmm, nope. Fuck me,” she murmurs, as precum leaves my tip. This woman makes me burn hot for her, her scent stealing away all rational thought I’d been struggling to hold on to. “Trix won’t wake up, we’ll be quiet. Promise. I want to feel you inside me.”
I’m not completely confident about her promise, but I’ll damn sure try now that she’s given her permission. “You’re naughty, aren’t you?” I murmur, moving my hand up to trail my fingers under her breasts. I glide my fingertips along the sensitive flesh, eventually making my way to her nipples. I pluck at each of them and relish in her soft whimper. “Want me to stop?”
“Never,” she moans.
I’m not sure if she catches the severity in a word such as never, but I do. If she wants forever, I’m exactly the man to give it to her. I tug on her nipples once more, making her lower half squirm with need. The woman is brimming with desire, and it’s utterly intoxicating. Growing impatient, she pushes my cock between her thighs, but I shift my hips back enough I don’t enter her.
“Patience, sweetheart.”
She makes this cute little growl sound, and I chuckle, shoving my boxer briefs off. I remove her panties next and decide to tease her a bit longer, drawing the anticipation out. Her legs part, expecting me to fit between them, but instead, I scoot further under the covers and take her pussy with my mouth. She nearly cries out but slams a pillow over her head before any sound manages to escape our little bubble.
“Shh,” I whisper against her soaked pussy with a pleased chuckle. I lean in, rubbing my nose along her clit, inhaling deeply. Her scent is alluring as I’ve quickly discovered every part of her is when it comes to my senses.
Her fingers twist in my hair, yanking me closer. I love how she’s not afraid to show me what her body needs. My tongue dives inside her, my hand shooting up her torso to smother her mouth. She can never be quiet when it comes to my tongue inside her pussy.
Hollywood
Holy shit. This man and his tongue are a force to be reckoned with. It takes everything in me not to scream in bliss. I’d never thought I was a loud person in the past. Heck, I even taunted Chaos about him wanting me to be a screamer. Never in my wildest dreams did I think he’d be this good with his mouth and cock to make me into a wanton hussy. He doesn’t seem to mind in the slightest, but I’d like to be able to hold on to my emotions at least a tad bit in these situations. He makes me so freaking vulnerable where he’s concerned. I fought him in the beginning, determined not to succumb to another biker, but we all see how that turned out. I was toast once he dished back as much banter as I was tossing his way. Too many men can’t keep up, whereas he didn’t even stutter.
“Lay down, Cowboy, and let me show you the proper way to fuck.”
He chuckles against my over eager vagina, and it sends delicious zings through my body. The talented bastard has a one-up on me, and it’s time I bring him to his proverbial knees as well. I lock my ankles around his upper back and use my lower body strength to set him off balance. I groan with frustration as he doesn’t move an inch. The man is a bear, his body insane. I’ve been with some good-looking guys, too, and they don’t hold a candle to Chaos. “Lay down, lover boy,” I scold.
I catch his wide grin from the bathroom light as he gives in and rolls to the side. He obviously trusts me enough to give up control. It’s sexy, knowing a man will let you do whatever you want to him. I straddle his belly and work my way lower, licking a trail in my wake. His stomach clenches, and I pause to leave little bite marks on each ridge.
Did I say this man was insane already?
Because he is.
Damn!
He’s hung like a stocking waiting for Santa to come down the chimney. Only this one will be filling me up, not the other way around. “Stop neglecting your cock, you sadist,” I tease, making his body shake from quietly laughing again. I love that we don’t have to be too serious with one another, no matter the situation. His easy nature is a magnet, dragging me in his direction whether I fight it or not.
I lick the silky blunt tip, tasting the glaze of his precum. There’s no flavor, which is a welcome treat. I’ve had men that were salty or musty, and it made me gag. Smell can tell you a lot about a man, and this one is clean, his cologne working me over as his own brand of aphrodisiac. Chaos seems to be blessed everywhere, and I can’t wait to take advantage of the fact. With a swipe here and another there, I lick his cock like a lollipop before sliding my lips around him completely.
“Why haven’t we done this sooner?” he asks with an appreciative moan.
I tug on his sac’s sensitive flesh, not replying. Kind of hard to get a word out when I have his big, fat dick filling my mouth. My tongue massages the underside, and by his quick draw of breath, I’m guessing he enjoys the maneuver. I’ve got more tricks where that one came from. I continue to dish them his way until his cock pops free, and he’s dragging me up his body, cursing and praising me all at once. That’s how you know you’ve got a man right where you want him. If he’s at this stage, he’ll do whatever you want within reason. Sometimes without reason as well, they’re searching for that next nut too much to care what they may say or do in the moment. However, with Chaos, I simply wanted to push him far enough, so he’ll make me come again and not easily forget me the next time we’re apart.