Never Love An Outlaw (Deadly Pistols MC #1)(61)

“Hey, I don't know about this. I've never come standing up before. Not sure I can...”

I wanted to laugh in her face. The girl had a lot to learn about her own body. Couldn't wait to show her things she'd never dreamed of.

Her scent drove me wild. I brought my mouth up and pulsed hot breath across her *, forcing her to rock her hips.

“Please, Skin.” Meg begged me with words and with her body, and I growled my satisfaction. But I wasn't done with her yet. Not by half.

“No talk,” I warned her. “You can make noise, girl, but it'd better be the sexiest f*cking nonsense I've ever heard, especially if you want this.”

I pushed my face in and dragged my tongue across her slit. She threw her head back, shaking and murmuring. Her thighs quaked in my hands, and I put my hands on them, shoving her closer to the wall and pinching her skin tight.

Her clit throbbed behind it all, but she'd be howling like a banshee before I got there. My lips circled back to her thighs, faster this time, before I returned to her * and brushed her with more quick, delicate strokes.

Piece by piece, she came apart. Her legs shook harder. She breathed fire.

Panting, moaning, pleading for me.

Exactly where I wanted her.

I didn't truly give her the tongue-work she wanted 'til she rubbed against the wall. The girl was looking for support, relief, anything to save her from the firestorm I'd started in her body, the staggering need to have me take total control of her *.

Every precious inch of her was mine now. Mine to protect, mine to own, mine to tease, rule, and use as I saw fit.

Luckily for her, I finally saw fit to give her the tongue she was dying for just then.

“There!” she screamed, as soon as I f*cked my licks into her, her whole body tensing.

She was really on edge, but not for long. I laid into her with everything I had, pulling her 'til she sat on my face, holding her in mid-air like a gymnast I'd trained to f*ck under any circumstances.

Her whole body hitched when I finally moved forward and found her clit. My tongue lashed over it again and again, cutting short, mean circles, digging into her with just the right pressure to send her crashing into O land.

She screamed through her teeth when her * tightened. Hot, luscious cream gushed all over me, and I lifted two fingers up, plunging them into her as she convulsed.

She f*cked my fingers and my mouth like a goddamned animal. It was so hot my cock throbbed hellfire, aching like a magnet in front of metal.

I'd never known need like this. My blood turned to needles, digging at my veins, telling me to f*ck her like a junkie needs his latest hit.

Something primal from deep down inside me dragged itself up and caught me by the throat. I wanted to bury myself balls deep and spill everything I had, whatever it took to meld with this woman, anything to put out the wildfire searing my bones.

I licked and finger f*cked her 'til she collapsed against me. Then I stood up, wrapped my arms around her waist, and squeezed her tight while we kissed.

She moaned when she tasted her own sweetness on my lips. She cried out louder when I rubbed my swollen cock against her ass, showing her how bad I needed to f*ck her into submission.

“You feel that, babe? There's no hiding anything with you. No secrets. No games.” I brought my mouth close to her hot, red ear, grazing my teeth against it. “I'm gonna turn you around in another second. Get on the bed, all fours, and put your ass up. Your *'s mine for the night, and it ain't resting 'til you're overflowing.”

“Oh, God.” She spun and kissed me harder.

I could've sucked her tongue all night if I didn't need to f*ck so bad. I gave her another gentle slap on the ass and watched as she did what I said, admiring her legs shifting apart for me, her perfect ass going up in the moonlight, presenting and prone for me.

Too bad I couldn't stand to admire the sweet scenery for more than a second.

I crashed into bed behind her and put one hand on her ass, fisting my cock with the other, guiding myself into her. She stiffened and moaned when I sank in.

Fucking hot. But nothing compared to the sounds she made when we started to f*ck.

And f*ck, we did.

I slammed my hips into her long and hard. Short strokes, shallow strokes, long thrusts, and everything in between. I took her hair in my hand like reigns and slapped her ass while she bucked into me, pounding her deeper, feeling her creaming all over my hungry f*cking cock.

Didn't have a damned clue how I held it together for more than a couple minutes, but I did. She was the first to lose it when I really started to power f*ck her.

She tensed up, clawed at the sheets, and screamed my name over and over.

Skin, Skin, Skin!

Just like a mantra. I sank my teeth into her neck, hard enough to leave marks, and f*cked her harder, straight through her first climax, mounted on every inch of me.

“I don't think you wanna feel my come inside you yet, woman.”

“No, no, I do,” she whimpered, almost in a trance from my thrusts. “Please, Skin. Please.”

Fuck, I was starting to love that word. But when I finally let go and pumped my seed into her, I wanted her * to clench me so hard I passed out.

“You can do better than that. Come on, sweet girl.” My palm went down on her ass hard, making her jerk. “No bullshit. Make me believe you want it.”