Claiming His Forever (Battle Born MC #8) - Scarlett Black Page 0,2

shift to see if she complies. If she can’t, I will send her out. This is it.

Jazmin lifts her hands, pulling her shirt over her head, her dark hair cascading down. The moonlight shimmers off her olive skin and highlights her hair. Fascinated with her, I listen to the sound of the zipper on her pants. She kicks off her boots, then slowly rolls the pants down her legs and removes them, kicking them to the side. Quietly, she whispers into the darkness, “Do you want my underwear off too?”

The question is perfect. “No,” I answer gruffly. My eyes are greedy and soak in her black lace bra and panties. They look like art on her body, the lace beautifully framing her ass cheeks. My hand moves her long curly hair, draping it over one shoulder. “I’m not a soft man. If that scares you, you need to say so. I won't stop.”

My fingers feather down her spine and she shivers with goosebumps rising over her silky skin. Good. She wants it hard and dirty. The palms of my hands graze her sides, moving down her waist to the hem of her panties. Hooking my thumbs in, I tug them down and they pool at her feet. My hands follow the same path back up and around her stomach to her modest-sized tits, my thumbs lightly brushing over her pert nipples.

Jazmin’s head drops back against my shoulder. Finding the clasp between her tits, I pop open her bra. My thumbs and forefingers roll her hardened nipples. When she moans, I apply more pressure and her ass pushes against me. Her head falls away, exposing her neck. With patience, I suck and nip at her salty skin while one hand trails down to find her smooth waxed pussy.

Jazmin was made to ride dick—she submits to every touch and command of desire. I’m drunk on lust, bourbon, and her. Her curves are soft to the touch. My fingers dive into her soaked pussy and I pump in and out while I suck and nip at her neck and roll her nipples. I strum her pussy, playing with her like my puppet. She groans, not finding enough so I increase the pressure. Her breathing becomes ragged and I tug on a nipple. With quick, small circles over her clit, Jazz gasps. Her nails are digging into my arms as she shatters.

Waves of lust wash through me from her. I take it all and steal it for my own pleasure while my fingers glide in and out of her soaked cunt. Before she comes down completely from her high, I growl, “Kneel on my bed.”

Obediently, she gracefully kneels and presents her glistening pussy for me in the moonlight. After I remove my clothes, I stand before her at the foot of my bed. With my steel shaft in hand, I stroke it and hold it out to her. Her mouth falls open for me and I rest one knee on the bed. Rocking my hips in and out with a hand on her head, I control it all. My balls tighten and draw up. I hiss when I feel the slightest bite of her teeth on my dick. Biting the corning of my lip, I let out an exhale.

Pushing her a little further, I gag her with my cock. Pulling back, I find the depth Jazz can take me and easily glide in and out. I moan from the pleasure of it all. My balls tighten up and my spine tingles, so I pull out and step back. My hand wraps around my cock and I pump my shaft with log slow strokes. “Turn around, give me your ass.” Gracefully, she turns and presents her plump ass to me. I stroke my cock furiously until I coat her ass with my jizz.

“Fuck, sucia, I need more of you.” That is what she is—my dirty girl, mi sucia. My palm gently presses the middle of her back to lay her down on her chest and I inch her knees apart further. Picking up her bra, I tie her hands behind her back. Kneeling behind her, I take in her intoxicating scent of arousal. My tongue licks from her clit up to her asshole, then back down to her pussy lips. I suck them into my mouth, cleaning her cum from just moments ago.

Her moans aren’t enough. I want her screaming my name. My fingers massage her cunt, coaxing another orgasm from her. My lungs exhale