Riding Him (Ghost Riders MC #5)(14)

Violet whines into the fabric, trying to muffle her sounds, but she won’t let go. I lick and suck on her for a few more minutes, and then I know exactly what it’s going to take.

Turning over, I lie on my back and get between her legs.

“Sit on my face, baby. You’re not going to let go until you’ve got control.” I can feel it in her body. She likes the control I’ve taken, but she's not used to it. Not yet anyways.

She looks down at me, her eyes wild with need. She’s been close to the edge for the better part of an hour now and yet her body refuses to give in. Something is keeping her from letting me take it, so I’m going to let her give it to me.

She spreads her legs a little wider, and I grab her hips, helping to position her cunt over my tongue. She lowers and slowly starts to rock her hips. She bites her lip to keep from crying out, and I suck her * into my mouth.

She moves at her own pace, and after a few licks, she’s tensing on top of me. Before she climaxes, she falls forward on her hands, but I still hold her hips and * in place. I suck on her clit, and she buries her face in the pillow as she shatters and screams out her pleasure. She cums so hard on me, I feel the pulses of her * clenching as her juices splash on my mouth. My cock aches all the way to my balls with my need to fill her sweet peachy heaven. But I force it down and focus on my girl.

I hear a flurry of words from her mouth, but the only thing I can make out is my name. And that’s all I need to know. She cums hard, and I feel so goddamn powerful I could lift a truck. But instead, I just give her slow licks, gently bringing her down from her peak.

The hurry to lust has been slowed down with her release, and now I’m taking my time. I kiss the insides of her thighs and run my hands all over her ass, giving it little squeezes. This is the time when she can come back to reality and pull away from me, but I won’t let her.

As if she can read my thoughts, I feel her stiffen and try to get off my face.

“Not yet, baby. I’m still enjoying this.”

I lick the place where her thigh meets her *, and she shivers.

“Knox.”

There’s so much in that one word. There’s need and desperation. But what I can hear most is fear. She’s scared to give in, and she’s scared of what’s to come. Right now, all I can do is make her see that I’m not going anywhere.

“Just relax, baby. We’ve got all night.”

She takes a breath and sits up, looking down at me between her legs. She runs her fingers through my hair while I give her * long licks. Soon she’s moving on top of me again, her cunt riding my face.

We do this for God knows how long, and by the time Violet can’t take any more, the sun is coming up.

I’ve kissed her * more than anything I’ve ever laid my lips on in my life. And I can’t think of a better way to have spent the night. Her thighs are sore from cradling me for hours. But when I finally move back up her body, I kiss her mouth so thoroughly I think she’d let me get back between them if we didn’t have other business to attend to.

“We’ve got work to do,” Violet says after I move my lips below her ear.

“I know. Just getting my fill until I can have you alone again tonight.”

She melts into me but lets out a huff like she’s pissed. “What makes you think I want more of what happened last night?”

I laugh against her neck and pull back to look down at her. “I think you cumming on my face all night was your *’s welcome mat. Simmer down, baby, and let her do the talking.”

She wiggles out from under me and crawls out of the tent. I can’t help but smile as I watch her stomp over to the truck and pull out some clothes. She has a mighty fine ass.

I reach down and stroke my cock, but he’s not speaking to me. He’s pissed about not getting any action last night, but I don’t care. It was all about Violet and what I could give to her. She’s been keeping me at arm’s length, and she’s going to try to do it now. But after last night and having her * in my mouth, she belongs to me. This might not be what she thinks she wants, but her body, and I believe her heart, say otherwise.

I climb out of the tent and stretch. It’s dark out, with just the first light of dawn approaching, but I can still see Violet over by the truck, pulling on some jeans and her boots.

I walk over, and when she feels I’m near, she turns around to face me while pulling on a tight T-shirt and covering her beautiful tits from view. She pulls out her knife and looks down to my cock. He’s still hard as f*ck, but tucked away in my underwear. For now.

As if she realizes I spent the whole night giving her pleasure and not taking any for myself, she puts the knife in her pocket and looks away.

“Um. Thanks for last night,” she mumbles.

Not one to beat around the bush, I reach out, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her to me. She lets out a little squeak of surprise, but otherwise melts into me again.

“Don’t thank me for something I’d do a thousand times over. All you have to do is say the word, baby.”

I lean down, but instead of giving her a kiss on the lips, I nuzzle into her neck and smell her scent one last time. I won’t be beside her today, and she’s on her own. So I try to get my fill before I release her and grab my jeans.

“Saddle up, Violent Violet. It’s your first club hit.”