Hammer (Heartlands Motorcycle Club #9) - Dani Wyatt Page 0,24
that special spot inside her with my finger, faster and faster, while I whisper into her ear.
“You’re mine now. I can’t stay away from you. I won’t. This pussy, this heart, this soul…I need you.”
My words have her hips moving with the strokes inside her pussy. I lean down and take her clit with my tongue, and her back arches as she falls over the cliff into bliss. Her walls tighten and her release spills around my finger as I pulse and drag every second of bliss from her climax.
When she’s wilted a bit and catching her breath, I bring her fingers to my mouth and suck on them, then stand up and strip off my vest and t-shirt. Then I free myself from my boots and drop the rest of my clothes, my dick standing tall and weeping at the tip.
I climb onto the bed, straddle her sweet face and push my cock down toward her lips.
“He needs a kiss.”
Her lips open easily as her hands slip around the base, pulling the head to her mouth. Her tongue darts out, lapping at the drops of pre-cum as she moans and closes her eyes.
“All for you, my angel.”
She takes me between her lips into the wet warmth of her mouth, and my balls tighten, ready to deliver, but I want inside her.
I hold steady for a few seconds while her amazing mouth does what it does, then pull back.
“Hey…” She pouts.
“You’re a good girl. But I need inside you.”
I shift and move between her legs, rubbing the head of my dick between her slick, hot lips and I know it’s time.
I line up, her tight opening sopping wet and ready, but I need to say something. Something I’ve wanted to say, probably since the first time I saw her.
“I never want to let you go, Robin.” I clench my jaw, willing the next words to come out. “I love you.”
Her eyes go wide and she halts her breath.
Fuck.
I fucking ruined it.
A chill starts to wrap around my heart. You can’t undo some things, and saying something like that, when the other person either isn’t ready or doesn’t feel the same, fucks it all up.
I open my mouth to try to do some damage control when her eyes well up and her hands are on my cheeks.
“I love you, too.” She blinks back the tears. “I’ve never said that before.”
Fuck yes.
“Me either.”
I slide a few inches into her and press my lips to hers, sweeping my tongue into her mouth as her legs spread wider and her hips come up to take more of me.
Her heels lock around the backs of my legs and I give her a hard thrust. She still can’t take all of me at once, but she’s getting better. I pull out, push back and after a few more rocks of our hips together, I’m all the way home.
Hearing her moans and whimpers as we kiss, I know it still hurts when I’m buried to the hilt, but she’s told me she loves it.
I wrap my fingers into her hair, holding her head steady as I fuck her into the mattress and the bed creaks and knocks against the brick wall.
After a minute, her body relaxes and I can ease nearly all the way out then back in. Her pussy is pulsing and gripping, milking me, and I try to keep it slow but the animal inside of me is pacing.
She must feel it. She breaks our kiss and our eyes connect. “Fuck me. Hard. I want to feel you so deep inside me I’ll never forget.”
I do just that. Both of us heaving and grunting as our bodies slap together. My balls spank against her and the muscles in my back are in spasm, trying to hold back my orgasm.
I shift my hands down and grab her hips, holding her as I drive deep and her body releases more slick lubrication, and I’m so close.
“Fuck, baby. Your pussy is going to be the death of me.”
With that, her nails score my shoulders and her body twists as her climax takes over. Her grip on my cock locks down and I drive as deep as she can take and let myself go with her.
I think of my seed finding her womb like I do every time I cum inside her, but this time feels different. I’m giving her my cum, but I’m giving her my love. All of me. And I hope she understands that’s what this