Series: Straight to Hell MC Series by Sam Crescent
Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Imagining him doing just that made her pussy pulse strong and demanding.
But he returned his hand to her face, backing her up until her legs hit his big, king-size bed. The worn cotton sheets were crumpled but smelled like him.
There was an urgency there now, both of them desperate to make this happen. He reached down and unfastened her pants, pushing them down as he found her lips again. She was glad the room was dim, only the muted lights from the curtains giving a soft glow to the room.
“Undo my belt,” he whispered against her lips. He kept pressing her back until she couldn’t go anymore and had to sit on the mattress as he stood in front of her. She did as asked, unfastening his thick leather belt. Grace swallowed, excited but also very nervous. She’d never done any of this, never seen a grown man naked, either.
Once his belt was off, she unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped him. He hissed through his teeth and she realized the backs of her fingers had brushed along his hard cock.
“Sorry,” she said.
“You’re too fucking sweet.” He leaned down, plucking her underwear off her body, causing her to fall to her back. Naked.
A wave of heat flooded between her legs. He was staring down at her, making her insecurities run rampant. She covered her breasts with her arms, knowing they were spilling all over the place.
He shook his head. “Don’t hide yourself from me.”
“But—”
“Don’t do it,” he warned. “I want to see those fucking tits. My tits. I’m going to touch them, suck them, fuck them.” She reluctantly moved her arms to the side. He leaned over and smoothed his rough hands up her thighs. Then he kissed her right between the legs.
She squealed and shot up into a sitting position in the bed.
“You’re going to like it. Relax for me. Lay back and open your legs. I want to see that pretty little pussy.”
“I can’t,” she said, holding them shut tightly.
****
“Just a little taste. If you hate it, I promise I’ll stop.”
“Okay, I guess so,” she said. “I won’t like it, though.”
He internally laughed. She was going to fucking love it.
She was lush, the ultimate temptation naked on his mattress. Only weeks ago, she was ready to call the cops from the sight of him. Now she was agreeing to let him eat her pussy. It was all surreal.
“Anyone ever do this to you before?” he asked.
“No!” She sounded insulted. “I haven’t done anything with a man before.”
His dick got even harder, if that was possible, knowing she’d be all his and only his.
“Good. I like the sound of that.”
“You do?”
“You’re just for me. My special girl.”
The weight of that responsibility wasn’t lost on Reaper. He had to go slow, gentle, give her time to adjust to his size. Her first time had to be memorable, not painful. She was too important to him to rush this.
“I thought it would be a turnoff.”
“How?”
“I don’t have experience,” she said.
“No, another man hasn’t claimed you. I’ll be the only one with that pleasure.”
He held each of her knees, gently spreading them. Her cheeks were flush, her breathing rapid. In another few minutes, she’d be on cloud nine, begging him to fuck her.
Reaper dropped to one knee, tugging her roughly to the edge of the bed. He tentatively lapped right up her folds. Her entire body jolted. He smirked but she wasn’t watching.
He worked up a slow tempo until he was feasting on her pussy, fucking her with his tongue, flicking her clit until she was crying out and writhing in the sheets. No way was he giving her breathing room until she came all over his fucking face. He sucked on her clit, feeling the little bud pulse in his mouth ... so close.
“Reaper!” She clasped the bedding in both fists, no sign of the shy girl hiding herself minutes earlier.
“Relax. Don’t fight it,” he said before returning between her legs. He could live here, enjoying her sweet pussy and listening to her desperate cries for release.
It wasn’t long after, her urgency calmed, her body relaxing against the bed. The sounds changed to soft mewls as the heat of her release was imminent.
“Reaper,” she chanted his name now, rich and erotic. Her hips arched up, needing more, craving it like he knew she would.
Then, in the span of a second, her body detonated. She squealed, panting, her muscles taut as the orgasm ripped through her body. Her eyes were closed now, her chest still rising and falling in deep waves.
Reaper stood up and kicked off his pants and boxers, his cock springing out in front of him as he crawled over her naked body.
He kissed her temple, then ran his tongue along the rim of her ear. “You never told me to stop,” he whispered.