Kansas (Ruthless Kings MC Atlantic City #2) - K.L. Savage Page 0,58

just yet. Give me time?” he asks.

“Yeah, no rush. I saw the toys, and my mind got ahead of me.”

“I like that you’re open about it. Not everyone is.”

“I want to be your dirty girl,” I admit, clenching the sheet in my hand and tugging it down to his thighs. His massive cock bobs and veins protrude in it to fill the beast. The tip is an angry red and there is a bit of our juices dried along his brown pubic hair.

“I’m going to go get cleaned up.” He gives me a quick kiss and runs to the bathroom. I hear the sink turn on and a minute later he struts back out, cock swinging like a damn tree branch.

He is squeaky clean now.

Amos jumps on the bed and lies down, lacing his arms behind his head as he stares at me. “What are you thinking?” he asks.

“I’m thinking about how bad I want to see this massager drive you insane, and then I want to ride you as it’s buzzing against your prostate.” I grip his girthy shaft in my hand and squeeze. He flexes his hips, thrusting in the air. “Can I do that?”

He nods while his eyes roll to the back of his head when I bend down and lick the tip. “Fuck,” he spits as I wrap my lips around the wide crown and suck him into my mouth. “I’ve never had anyone play with my toys with me,” he groans as I flatten my tongue and trace his veins along his heavy flesh.

“Like you said,” I stroke him. “We are made for each other. Why wouldn’t I want to do this with you? I want to experience all the things with you, Amos. Things I don’t know about, things I’m curious about, things I never thought I’d try, but I’d try with you.” I kiss the tip and lick the bead of precome off. It’s salty.

I like it.

“Fuck yes, please,” he groans.

I suck him down my throat again, and his fingers rub over my scalp until he cups the back of my head. He doesn’t thrust his hip, thankfully. If he did, I’d die. There is no way I can fit him all.

I take as much as I can and stroke the other half of his length with one hand.

“For someone who has never done this before, you sure are fucking amazing at it.” He lifts his head to watch me, then drops it against the pillow a second later when I grab the round orbs settled beneath his cock. They are big too, heavy with seed that’s begging to be let out.

I pop off and wipe the corner of my mouth, then grab the massager. “What do I do with this?” I ask. “Do I just…” I’m embarrassed when I don’t know what to do. “Do I…”

“I can do it,” he says, reaching up to take it out of my hand, and I lift it higher in the air.

“No. I want to. I want you to tell me what to do. I want to learn. I want us to do this. I plan for you to do the same to me.” I yelp when his arms wrap around my waist, and he flips me to my back. The toy falls out of my hand as I stare into his incredibly handsome face.

I trace his tattoos with my fingers along his neck, and his eyes hood.

“You want me to explore you like you want to explore me?” he asks.

I nod, sucking my bottom lip into my mouth. “Yes.”

He tugs the edge out of the towel and whips it from my body. “You want me here?” His fingers slip between my legs and probe my hole. My forbidden star puckers as if I’m trying to suck him in.

“Yes, but…” I hook my legs around his waist and apply pressure to roll us again. He falls to his back, and I hover over his cock. As much as I want to slide down his impressive size, I fall onto my butt on the mattress, and I spread his legs.

He clears his throat, and another flush works its way from his neck to his face. The globes of his cheeks press against the mattress, firm and strong just like the trunks of his thighs.

“What do I do?” I want to make him comfortable.

He reaches for the nightstand again and pulls out a bottle of lubricant. “Just a little of this to help. Listen, I haven’t ever done