The defiance in her gaze is mixed with anger, bliss, surrender, and so much more. This woman is so fucking unique she’s utterly captivating. The moment I feel her pussy start to ripple with the beginning of her orgasm is when I reach for my zipper.
Palming my cock, I barely manage to make eye contact with Brodie and Fraser to warn them for what’s to come. I wait for her head to fall back as her body embraces the pleasure coursing through her veins.
That’s when I remove my fingers and slam forward, filling her with every inch of my cock. Her scream bounces off the wall. Brodie and Fraser hold her tight as she fights with all she’s got to get away from the pain between her legs.
I keep her pinned with my body and place my mouth near her ear. “Remember, I can give pleasure and take it away just as fast.”
She goes completely rigid underneath me. I’m an asshole, I know, but she also needs to understand this isn’t love or a way to fuck with me. I couldn’t care less about her feelings and I can’t afford to either. As the president of the Wyoming charter of the VII Knights MC I have a reputation to uphold and showing weakness in front of my brothers is not an option.
Besides, if I go slow or inch my way inside her it isn’t going to hurt less. So, I’ll be the asshole she loves to hate to give her the strength she needs to pull through. I nip the skin of her neck and suck on a sliver while simultaneously kneading one of her tits and pulling my cock out to slide right back in.
Her body is on full overload from the assault in every direction and I can feel her spine curling underneath me. Knowing I’ve left my mark on her neck, I pull back and watch my woman’s face. Her eyes are closed, lips parted, puffs of air flowing in and out of her body while my cock enters and retreats.
Fuck going slow, she’s built to take what I have to give. Grabbing her lush hips, I slam deep and feel my piercing hitting her in the right place. Making sure to hit it a few more times, I lick my thumb and find her clit, pushing her over the edge on a whole new level.
Her pussy clenches around me, rippling with the demand to spit my cum but it takes every inch of strength I possess to hold back. No fucking way am I going to come simultaneously with her. That’s too damn personal.
I clench my teeth and hold back long enough to feel her orgasm starting to ebb away. Digging my nails into her curves, I fuck her harder and grind myself against her with one final push inside and start to unload. It’s then she comes a-fucking-gain right along with me.
And fuck if I care because the way she’s milking my cock is epic and I have no other option but to throw my head back and rumble, “Fuuuuuuuuck.”
I balance myself with one hand on the table and stare down at the woman. My old lady. Eyes still closed, one hell of a sated look on her face while her tits rise and fall underneath the shirt she’s still wearing.
My cock twitches inside her pussy, already craving to have her again and dammit, my raging hard on is still standing proud inside her instead of softening because I just blew the mother of all loads inside her pussy already.
Pulling out, I slide an arm underneath her and pull her close while I grunt, “Let go,” to my brothers.
In one smooth move, I throw her over my shoulder. She squeals and grips the hem of my leather cut to keep her balance while I do the same with the shirt she’s wearing to make sure her ass and pussy are covered.
I couldn’t care less about my cock still hanging out as I stalk out of church and head straight for my room. Catcalls, applaud, and grunts of approval flow through the air but I ignore all of it. It’s done; I’ve claimed my woman in front of the club.
But fuck if it only was a tiny taste of what’s to come. Slamming the door shut behind me, I throw her on the bed and start to tug off the shirt she’s wearing. The ripping through her hymen must not have been such a traumatic experience because her fingers make fast work to undo the front clasp of her bra to set those puppies free.
I use the shirt to wipe between her legs, watching as the white fabric is now tainted with a hint of red. I throw the shirt over my shoulder and place myself between her legs. Tits rising and falling as her eyes are locked on her pussy.
Using the tip of my tongue, I tease her clit and dig my fingers into her thighs to keep her in place. Her eyes threaten to close and I rumble a growl against her pussy. They flash open and I reward her by sucking on her bundle of nerves while flicking it with my tongue.
She’s so fucking sensitive, locked up lust, whatever, that it doesn’t take long for her to explode again. This time I keep licking, sucking, flicking her bundle of nerves, to prolong her pleasure and keep it going until she wiggles to get away from my mouth.
I rise and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. Palming my cock, I flick the Prince Albert piercing and give it a few tugs. With my other hand I slide over her creamy, inner thigh and inch closer to her puffy pink pussy.
Her eyes fly open and her gaze lands on my cock. “What the hell is that?”
She scrambles up and I expect her to scoot back to the headboard but instead she shoves her face practically in my groin to get a better look. I bury my fist in those flaming curls and keep her in place, tugging my cock in front of her and relishing in the way her eyes fill with lust and curiosity.
I let the thick ring slide against her lips and rumble, “Open up and suck on it like it’s your favorite lollipop.”
Instead of listening, the little minx sneaks her tongue out and flicks my damn piercing and keeps swirling, curious as fuck to tentatively explore my cock.
“You’re killing me,” I croak and watch how her lips twitch with mischief.
Tightening my fist, I pull her closer and watch how she opens up and slides the tip right into her hot little mouth, flicking and sucking as it goes. My head falls back and I release a string of curses.
Fuck innocence. I’ve hit the motherfucking wife jackpot with this one as my old lady. If she’s this damn good with her first time of sucking cock, it’s a solid promise for golden blow jobs in our wide and open future.
“Yes,” I grunt and throw my hips forward to feed her more of my cock. “Take it, baby. Come on, that’s it. So. Fucking. Good,” I praise.
If she keeps this up, I’ll coat her tongue with my cum but that’s not what I crave. Another time, another place, hell yes but now I want inside that tight little pussy again. Pulling her off, she lets go with a plop and I reach out to let my thumb trail over her plump lip.
“Real good,” I murmur. “This hot mouth feels good wrapped around me but you’re going to take my cum in your pussy instead of down your throat. Now, lay back and spread those legs for your old man.”
She aims to please when she moves over the mattress. Her eyes stray from me and with her cheeks pink, showing her innocence, you wouldn’t think my cock was fucking her mouth a mere second ago.
“Keep those eyes on me or I’ll flip you over and fuck your ass so I’ll make you feel who is fucking you if you don’t want to see, get me?”
Anger hits me and my lip twitches. Screwed up but I like the look she gives me when I piss her off. And with what I just mentioned? My cock hardened at the thought of breaching her tight ring and taking her ass while fingering her pussy.
Later. Plenty of time to take her in every hole, any time I like, and wherever I want from here on out. But first I want to feel the tightness surround me. Getting between her legs, I let my cock bounce on her clit a few times and relish in the way tiny gasps tumble from her lips.