Beast (Reckless Kings MC 1) - Harley Wylde Page 0,40

soap and decided to wash her myself. Any excuse to get my hands on her curves. She felt like silk as I glided my hands down her ribs, up her back, and down over her shoulders. Cupping her breasts, I felt her nipples harden against my palms. She was the perfect fucking woman for a randy asshole like me. All I had to do was touch her, whisper dirty things in her ear, or press my cock against her and she was ready to go. I hadn’t lied when I’d told the Savage Knights that I was fucking lucky to call Lyssa mine. She was every biker’s wet dream, and the perfect old lady. Even though she’d put Seeker on his ass, I knew if I’d told her to behave and come to me with any issues, she’d have backed down. She might have hated it, and given me an earful later, but she’d have done it.

“You’re gorgeous,” I said, pinching her nipples before trailing my hands down her belly. I dipped one between her legs while I held her hip with the other. She moaned and spread her thighs a little more. We’d have to fuck in front of a mirror… soon. I wanted to see my hands on her tits, see her pussy spread wide around my cock, and watch her face as I took her from behind. It made me even hotter to think of her watching all the things I would do to her.

“If we keep fucking like rabbits, we’ll be setting up a nursery really soon,” she murmured.

“You like fucking me,” I pointed out, and I seriously had no issue with having kids with her. In fact, I wanted it. Badly.

“Yeah.” She smiled. “I really do.”

I kissed her, slipping my tongue between her lips. She opened to me, giving in, bending to my will. I dominated her mouth while I worked her clit, feeling the little bud harden. It wouldn’t take much to get her off. It never did.

“Come for me, beautiful.” I nipped her lip. “Right the fuck now, Tink.”

She gave a little cry, and I felt her tremble. Her hips jerked against my hand and I plunged two fingers inside her. Her pussy gripped me tight, as she rode out her orgasm. When the last of her tremors had subsided, I spun her to face the wall and pressed against her back, urging her to bend over. She gripped the bench and spread her thighs.

I tugged on my cock, smearing the pre-cum over the head before I held onto her waist with one hand and guided my dick into her wet heat with the other. Even if I lived to be one hundred, I’d never grow tired of the way she felt. So tight. Hot. Fucking perfect. And the way she looked? Her pussy was fucking beautiful taking me deep. I didn’t stop until she’d taken every inch. My muscles strained as I held back. I wanted to take her hard and fast, pounding her sweet pussy until I filled her up with my cum.

“Tink, I think you must have a magic pussy.”

She snorted, then giggled, glancing at me over her shoulder. “And why is that?”

“Because once I’m inside you I never want to come back out. At the same time, I want to fuck you so hard it would border on painful. For you.” Need flared inside me at the thought of holding her down and taking her hard. Only if it was what she wanted too. I liked getting a little rough sometimes, but I’d never cross the line. If she wasn’t into it, then it wasn’t any fun for me.

“I can take it, Eric. Show me what you’ve got.”

I tightened my hold on her. “Tink, you have no idea what you’re asking for.”

“I’ll never know at this rate. I won’t break, Eric. If it’s too much, I promise I’ll say something. Do I need a safe word? Is that the sort of pain you mean?”

I smacked her hip. “What the fuck do you know about safe words?”

“I read. I’m not stupid.”

I drew back my hips and slammed back in. “Didn’t say you were.”

She wanted to see what I was like when I let go? Then maybe I’d give her a taste. She’d experienced a small measure of it in the bedroom before, when I’d tied her to the headboard. Still, what I wanted to do to her went far beyond that. I’d always held myself back, even with the club