Royally Chosen Christmas (Royal Sons MC #7) - Elle Boon Page 0,54
do it a couple more times, moving to stand beside her. “Are you done yet?”
Her head jerked toward him. “Yes. They don’t hurt at all.”
With her eyes holding his, he began unbuttoning his shirt, draping it over the chair next to the bed. He found himself almost mesmerized by the heat in her gaze as she followed his movements. He lifted his arms over his head, tugging the T-shirt off from behind, folding it neatly, and placing it on the chair as well. Before moving to his pants, he found her clothing and folded each piece, making sure she watched the care he took with them. Next time, he’d make her do the same thing for the both of them.
“Are you a neat freak or something?” The question seemed to startle her, even though she was the one who blurted it.
“Or something. This is one of those things that will be taken care of by one of us. We don’t always need to rush things, mon pourri.” His fingers went to the button on his jeans. The erection straining his fly was so fucking hard he almost kept the denim on. In the end, he shucked them, taking care to fold and put them on the chair, hiding his smile from Talena when he heard her little mewl.
Turning back to face her, he opened the drawer, extracting a condom. Her startled gasp made him look up. Fear etched her features. “What is it, baby?”
“That...that’s not normal.”
Scott looked down his body, then back up at her. “Baby, you’ll love the feel of my piercing inside you,” he assured her.
She shook her head. “Not that, but we’ll get to that. Him, he’s...he’s bigger than a toddler’s arm. Good lord, I thought maybe I was seeing things, or like you had thick underwear or—something. That thing—I just don’t think my vajeen is made for something that big. Not that I’m a card-carrying member of the V squad, but...”
Scott moved on top of her, his dick ready to come all over her sassy mouth. “Mon pourri, I suggest you not speak of any other men you’ve slept with, ever.”
He moved until the tip of his cock was close to her lips. “Now kiss him and make him feel better.”
Talena licked her lips, her eyes trained on the mushroom shaped tip. “What about the piercing?”
“Play with it. Since your hands are all tied up at the moment, I’ll help you.” He sifted his left hand through her hair, using his other one, he guided his dick into her mouth. The first lash of her tongue over his tip nearly had his eyes rolling into the back of his head. In short thrusts, he pressed in and out, letting her get used to the size of him. He was a large man, and most women couldn’t take all of him into their mouth. He’d work with Talena until she could swallow around him. The thought had him being a little rougher with her. He heard her gag, saw a little tear ease from the corner of her eye.
He pulled back, but she sucked harder, her eyes wide. “I don’t want to hurt you, baby. Fuck that feels good.”
She lashed the bar below the head of his dick, making him curse as she moved back over the crown, engulfing him within her beautiful mouth.
He’d gotten the frenum piercing for added pleasure for his partners, but he enjoyed it as well, especially when Talena took half his cock in her sweet mouth. It took all of his control to let her suck him without coming like a teen getting his first blowjob, although it was a near thing. After a few more seconds, which was almost three too many, he pulled back from her amazing lips, even though his dick was throbbing with the need to come. He promised himself he would demand names of all the bastards’ she’d learned to give head from, later.
“How’s your arms feeling?” He reached for the right cuff.
“They’re fine, Sir. Please leave them.”
It was the Sir that kept his hand from releasing her. He ran his fingers down her slim forearms, testing them, massaging as he went. Slowly he eased his way down, his wet cock leaving a damp trail down the center of her body. Marking her, owning her. “Fuck, you look like a virgin sacrifice laid out on my bed. I wish I had my camera handy. I’d take a picture of you just like this and blow it up