Loving Nicole (Savage Brothers MC #3)(2)

“My Mama needing me to make her come?” I ask. Her head slowly raises, she looks up with those gorgeous blue eyes of hers, and they lock on mine.

“No,” she says with a smile, her voice warm, husky and full of need. Her hand goes to my cock, pumping it with a firm grip. Her thumb grazing the slick head with each downward stroke.

“No?” I ask confused, because her actions are not going along with the denial.

“No, I want you to come,” she corrects me and bam, just like that, I feel my release so close a cold sweat breaks out on me.

This woman has so much power over me and it’s been like that since the first time I kissed her and felt her ass in my hands. She branded me and destroyed me for any other woman.

“Climb on board, Mama.” We’ve switched to having her on top most of the time when we make love because I’m afraid of hurting the baby. She’s six months along now, and f*ck, she’s gorgeous—more beautiful every damned day. The sight of her stomach swelled and tight with our baby, her large breasts even bigger—preparing for our child all of the subtle changes in her that I can’t begin to list…all those put together and Nicole, herself, captivates me. Every day I find something new to love that I want to explore with her.

Nicole ignores my demand and instead, slides farther down between my legs and before I can gather my brain cells to say one more thing, her mouth is sliding down my staff and she’s sucking on my cock with a growl. My head pushes back against my pillow and my eyes close. I take a minute to just relish the feeling of being owned by this amazing woman and the hot, wet, slick depths of her mouth.

Nothing better. There is nothing better than being with Nicole. That is the one sane thought I can muster as she picks up her pace and starts sucking my cock harder, in tandem with her hand stroking me and controlling the depth.

She’s been waking me up every day like this. I haven’t told her that there are times I wake up before her and pretend I am still sleeping, just waiting for her mouth. I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of her tongue sliding along my dick. Reveling in the soft, wet, slow slide as her tongue flattens and licks me so f*cking good I can barely hold on. When it flicks over the head, darting hungrily to gather all the pre-cum that is dripping from me, I can take no more.

My hands go under her arms and I lift, pulling her up so fast that she is quickly straddling me. Nicole works with me and uses her hand to guide me inside. I groan as I slip into silky depths. I do my best to remember to hold her back. My woman is f*cking greedy, if I don’t watch her, she will slam down on me until I bottom out inside of her. It’d feel f*cking fantastic, but I don’t want to do anything that may harm the baby. The changes in the way I give her my cock are driving her crazy. I know that’s part of the reason she’s been waking me up every morning with my own personal form of happy ending.

I can’t help it though. The thought of a part of the two of us growing inside of Nicole is a miracle to me. A beautiful miracle that I never thought I would experience. The fact that I’m sharing it with a woman who owns a piece of my soul? A woman who I’m so f*cking wrapped up in, I will never get free? Shit, that’s so far into the miracle zone I can’t even f*cking believe it.

“Dragon…” Nicole whimpers and I know it’s because I’ve used my hands on her hips to slowly lower her on me. See? Greedy.

“Damn Mama, do you feel how your * is already trying to milk me dry? You want my cum, don’t you?” I growl as I feel her inner muscles clench on my dick, compressing and releasing so slow and tightly that it is divine torture. I never want it to end.

Nicole begins her ride in earnest now. Sliding up and down on me, the room echoing with the combined sounds of our breathing, moans and the slick suction of our union. Up and down and on each downward stroke she curls and rotates, while bearing down on my cock so firmly, I know I make some kind of unintelligible noise, I just couldn’t tell you what it is.

My hands are cupping her swollen breasts. The nipples have darkened and grown. They fascinate me these days. They’re so ultra-sensitive that I’ve been able to make her come doing nothing but torturing them for an hour or so. It’s a fun game that I make note to play again later today. It’s my contribution to making sure the baby is strong. It always wears her out enough, she takes a mid-day nap.

I lean up to run my tongue along one of her nipples; it has hardened so much it looks physically painful. I use my thumb to graze against the other one. Her hands wrap around my head pulling me closer with such force, my dick is as rigid as stone when I thrust up into her. Fuck, it turns me on knowing she needs me this much. She is mine.

I switch nipples and use my thumb and forefinger to torture the moistened one I leave behind. Nicole’s ride somehow picks up speed, the movements she makes are jerky and not as controlled. Her breathing is erratic, her head is thrown back, her soft blonde hair glistens in the pale sunlight, and the ends tease my legs.

Fucking phenomenal and mine, all mine. I’ll kill a motherf*cker if he even tries to touch her.

That thought fragments into a thousand pieces as she comes. I feel her wet, slick cream sliding over me. She’s using my cock so hungrily, I’m immediately pulled along with her and unload so hard inside of her—I think I might die on the spot.

Heaven. This is the closest I’ll ever get to the place. When I am with Nicole, when I am inside of her, when I am f*cking her, when she is begging for my cum? That is my heaven.