Viper's Kiss (Back Down Devil MC #8)(55)

The woman then thrust her hips, sliding her sweet spot against his fingers. She then grabbed her left breast, cupping it. Her eyes were on fire.

Blaine curled his fingers and felt the tight entrance to her body. She bent her legs and his fingers slid into her.

Fuck… it’s tight…

Blaine gritted his teeth.

The woman let out a groan and rocked her hips again.

Blaine pulled his hand away. He touched her lower stomach and shook his head. He reached beyond the woman and tore the shower curtain back open. There was Jessa, beautiful naked, with a fist cocked back. She was ready to attack this woman.

“Out,” Blaine said. He slapped his hand to the woman’s ass and pushed. She screamed and stumbled from the shower. He then grabbed Jessa by the wrist and pulled her into the shower. “In.”

He spun her around and pinned her against the wall.

“Blaine…”

“Shut up, Jessa. Look at me.” Their eyes were locked. “Don’t look away from me. You brought me that woman to f*ck?”

“Yes.”

“Like an obedient woman cooking her man a steak?”

“I guess you could say that.”

“That’s romantic, sweetheart. And it wouldn’t kill you from the inside?”

“The entire time,” Jessa said.

Who is this woman?

“No. You don’t get to feel that way. Ever.”

Blaine didn’t want to talk about what it meant. Or that he was actually feeling himself changing. Christ, had he really just given up free sex with a horny reliever who had big tits and a nipple ring?

Blaine inched down and let his lips move over Jessa’s left breast. He suckled against her soft skin, his tongue cutting left to right over her nipple. He pulled away with his teeth grazing her, making her gasp.

Goddamn… it’s worth it.

“Fuck,” Jessa whispered.

Blaine reached down and back, his hand covering her cheek and pulling at her. Jessa lifted her left leg and opened for him. Blaine touched her. She was warm, silk, a welcoming blanket to comfort him. Nothing like that other woman. That was just… *. This was…

Blaine wasn’t sure, but it was better.

“Fuck,” Blaine said and kissed down Jessa’s stomach. His hands gripped her inner thighs and his mouth met her beautiful sex. He growled as he tasted her, licking the honey that was better than anything else he’d ever tasted before.

Jessa grabbed his hair and pulled. “Yes. Fuck, yes, Blaine.”

Blaine curled his tongue over the nub of her clit. He pulled away. “Remember this… all mine.”

Blaine stood up. He pulled Jessa into the water, letting it fall between them and all around. He then kissed her, his hands sliding back down to her ass. His cock slipped between her legs, sliding against her soft folds. As he pumped himself, he wanted to explode already.

As Blaine reached between his legs, Jessa put her foot up on the faucet. He pressed himself to her body and felt her accept him. He sank deep, her body sheathing him tight. They both sighed at the same time, feeling the same pressure of each other’s bodies.

Blaine rested his forehead to Jessa’s and he started to f*ck her. He thrust hard and fast, needing to f*cking come. Jessa grabbed his shoulders and balanced herself, sighing with each hard pump of his dick.

“Yeah,” Blaine growled. “You f*cking feel that, sweetheart? That’s all yours. All yours.”

Jessa’s body quivered as she started to come. Blaine forced himself to keep going, battling her orgasm as he pulsed tighter by the second. His right hand slid up her body and cupped her breast. He squeezed and pressed her against the wall. Her nails clung to his skin, ripping at him.

Blaine liked the pain. He f*cking loved it.

And he loved Jessa’s f*cking body.

He sped up, the water splashing between them. Their eyes never broke their stare, even when Blaine started to come. He thrust deep and held there, his cock pulsing inside her. He put a hand to her waist and gently rocked her, forcing her to rock against him, making sure there wasn’t a drop to waste.

Jessa’s face was red, her body soaking wet.

Blaine pulled out and away. He grabbed for Jessa’s hand and made her grip his throbbing dick. He then put his hand over hers.

“When I don’t come… then you worry. Understand?”

Jessa nodded.

“Good. You’re all mine. I’m all yours.” Blaine kissed her. “Thank you for what you did… but all I ever need is you.”

***

“We have Jace, Erik, and Landon out riding,” Gaige said. He finished his smoke and blew big rings into the air.

The table was just Blaine, Miller, Gaige, Trev, and Nate.

“It’s going to be intense,” Nate said.

“What about Ethan?” Miller asked.

“He knows what’s happening,” Blaine said. “He’s trying to break me down. He wants to take me down. He’ll keep his eyes on the MC, but he knows the war Vin can start.”

“So we ignore him?” Gaige asked.

“We use him,” Blaine said. “The same way he wants to use us.”

Miller stood up. He grabbed a map and put it on the table. “Our ride needs to get weapons from here” - Miller pointed - “to here.” He pointed to another spot. “Everything in between is tricky. We’ve got enemies here, here, and here.” Miller’s finger danced around the map. “We’ve got interstates to deal with that could easily lead to Federal involvement if something goes wrong. Back roads are doable but riskier because of how suspicious we’ll look.”