Fuck, she’s so damn beautiful
I lean down to suck the other nipple while I rub my fingers over the other one. She holds my head close to her breast.
I fall to my knees, throwing one leg over my shoulder pushing her skirt up. I stare at the white material covering her sweet pussy. I slide the material to the side, leaning to inhale her sweet scent. I run my fingers over her folds, smearing her wet honey over her swollen flesh.
I’m fucking losing control.
I need to stop but fuck if I can.
I run my tongue over her flesh, licking up her sweet honey, stopping to suck her swollen flesh.
“Oh, Baby, that feels so damn good,” Wynter whimpers, pulling my face into her pussy.
I sink my tongue into her pussy, holding onto her ass bringing her pussy closer to my mouth. I devour my pussy, sucking and biting her sweet flesh.
“This pussy is fucking mine,” I growl, sucking her swollen nub.
“Baby, please, let’s go to my room because I want you to feel you every which way. I need you to fuck me,” Wynter moans, holding me close to her pussy.
I pull away from her, looking up into her heated eyes.
“Fuck! Let’s go,” I say without thinking before I change my mind.
I stand, moving my hands to adjust her top; I take her hand. We walk to the back door, walking into the clubhouse. Thank fuck it’s so damn crowded, and the brothers are all fucking drunk or fucking a club whore. I don’t think anyone sees us, but I wave my hand to create the shield again. We walk down the hall to my room; thank fuck it not too far from the door.
I open the door, and we walk inside, closing the door and locking it. I don’t want to risk anyone fucking interrupt us.
Wynter walks over to the bed, grabbing the tequila bottle that’s on the nightstand. She takes a pull and then hands it to me.
I fucking take the bottle, taking a long pull enjoying the burn slide down my throat. My body is on fire for Wynter, and the fucking tequila only enhances every single fiery burn in my veins.
“Princess, are you fucking sure,” I ask, walking over to her.
“Yes, I want you,” Wynter says, pulling off her top.
“Take off your clothes,” I growl, undoing my jeans.
I watch her take off her bra, and then she pushes down her skirt and panties. I’m going crazy; I take off my cut, dropping it on the chair. I take off the thermal shirt, and then I kick off my boots, undoing my jeans looking at her look at me.
I grab my fucking hard cock, stroking it; it’s so damn hard, ready to fucking blow.
“Baby, you’re so fucking beautiful,” I growl, pushing off my jeans.
My cock bops, standing proud.
“Blood, stop teasing me,” Wynter whimpers, moving up to touch my cock.
Fuck!
Her hand drives me crazy; I need to take control.
“Baby, let me taste your sweet pussy again,” I growl, taking her hand, pushing her back onto the bed.
I spread her legs, running my fingers over her pussy; damn, she’s so fucking wet for me. I lean in, licking up the sweet honey from her flesh. I fight the need to sink my incisors into her swollen flesh, drinking her blood. I know that once I taste her, I’m not ever going to let her go.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” Wynter groans, pushing her hips up, pulling my head closer.
“Come for me, Baby,” I growl, licking and sucking her flesh.
