“Just wait until you’ve had my mouth, baby.”
Spreading her thighs, I come face-to-face with the sweet, glorious heaven between her legs. My mouth salivates, my tongue desperate to taste her sweet essence. Nothing could stand in the way of feasting on my woman rightnow.
Resting her legs over my shoulders, I get comfortable on my stomach as my thumbs spread open her puffy lips, letting me have a good look at her slick, pink center. My tongue is heavy in my mouth, desperate, wanting to consume all of her. I’ve never felt such a strong need to consume someone else’s pleasure before.
*Tap* *Scratch* *Scratch* *Tap*
Sunlight pours into my room from the shadeless window, blinding my eyes as I startle awake. I quickly look at my bunny’s playpen, checking on him and finding him happily snacking on some hay.
“What the fuck, Mr. Bun-Buns? That was the best goddamn dream of my life,” I mutter, tossing my hand over my eyes while I catch my breath. Goddamn, she was a vision. My cock throbs painfully against my abdomen, leaking precum like a son of a bitch.
My hand has a mind of its own as my fingertips slowly drag down my bare chest until they reach the short swatch of hair at my lower abdomen before dipping just below it, running gently over the length of my very hard dick.
I cup my balls, rolling them carefully in my palm before moving back upward, gripping my length firmly in my palm. Pleasure spreads like pin pricks, every cell in my body aching and wanting.
I close my eyes, trying to bring myself back to where I was a moment ago, Bristol’s leaking, pretty pink pussy merely an inch away. My heart rate quickens behind my ribs as I stroke myself with abandon, twisting my fist over theengorged head.
My body craves hers on a molecular level, and I can so easily imagine what it would be like if I could explore her body. My hips pump upward, fucking into my fist, desperate for climax.
I imagine her straddling me, her wet pussy wrapped tight around my cock, her voluptuous breasts spilling over my palms as I massage and grope them. Her head thrown back in pleasure as she fucks me. I love the way her body moves on top of me, full of confidence, unrestrained, and wanton.
My orgasm surges forward as her name spills from my lips. Cum erupts from my tip, shooting up my chest in ropes of white, sticky seed. Seed I want to fill her pussy with until it’s leaking out of her.
When I’m spent, I release the death grip I’ve got on my dick and let it flop forward with a smack against my pelvis. God, I need her. I’m desperate for her. That kiss was life-changing; her asking for it, wanting it just as much as I did, made me feel like the luckiest man in the world. Hell, I already am. Just to know her is to be lucky.
She’s everything that is good and pure in the world, and my soul is desperate to keep her, my heart beating only for her. Every part of me is in sync, with only a single purpose and focus.
Her.
After a long,hot shower, I dress in casual clothes, knowing I’m heading to Bloomfield to see Bristol as soon as I check in with the club. With Mr. Bun-Buns safely in the crook of my arm, I follow the trail of voices and find the majority of themin the common area, Morgan passing out homemade breakfast sandwiches at the bar.
Rolo moves behind her, dropping a kiss to her forehead as he reaches over and grabs a sandwich. Morgan pauses her efforts, looking up at him with a dreamy expression. It’s similar to the one Bristol wears when she looks up at me. Fuck, she’d like it here. She’d fit in so well with Morgan. Hell, she’d fit in with all of them. Saige is a little rough around the edges, but she’d accept her if it were important to me.
“Come eat, Sin! Before it’s either gone or cold, and neither of those things is gonna put you in a good mood.”
She’s right. I love food and have a huge appetite. I squeeze between two prospects, accepting a paper plate from Morgan. The scent of buttered toast, egg, bacon, and cheese fills my nose, and I sigh, my stomach grumbling in response.
Easily finding Chaos sitting at the end of the bar, I walk over to him, taking a seat next to his broody ass. “You think you’d be happier with all the pussy you’re getting now.”
His hand shoots out faster than I was expecting, jostling me, as his fingers curl around my throat. Mr. Bun-Buns lets out a little squeal of surprise as I jerk slightly. “Mention my woman’s pussy ever again, and brother or not, I’ll put a bullet between your eyes.”
“Wowzah, okay, okay. Just saying that I thought you’d have remembered how to smile, and not look like you’re eating something sour,” I wheeze. Chaos releases his death grip on my essential body part, and I suck in a full breath of air.
My hand moves to pet Mr. Bun-Buns, trying to soothe him from the fright he just got. “You didn’t need to scare him.”
“You don’t need to walk around with a pet bunny in your arm like a ten-year-old little girl. You’re the vice president of a motorcycle club; you have more blood on your hands than all of us. Well, maybe not Malice, but that’s different. You don’t think it makes you look weak?”
“Weak? Nah. It makes me look strong. There’s nothing wrong with being in tune with my feelings and having a pet. Especially one as sweet as him. By the way, I may get a dog.”
“No dog.”
“We’ll put it on the back burner then,” I concede while I take my first bite of food.
“How’d it go the other night? I haven’t had a moment to catch up.”
Swallowing my bite, I take a deep breath and decide how much I really want to tell him. He knows pretty much everything, anyway, and I could use the advice. I just don’t need his shit or him acting all holier-than-thou. It’s not like he has any room to judge; he settled down with the woman who wanted to kill him and chained her to his bed until he could convince her to fall in love with him.
“I ended up driving her home before it even really got started. She was so uncomfortable, and I wasn’t going to sit there and pretend like I didn’t notice, when her fiancé sure as shit didn’t.”
