Hammer (Heartlands Motorcycle Club #9) - Dani Wyatt Page 0,19

of the bed, and I slip off my tom’s and then wiggle out of the jeans he bought me which fit perfectlys so I’m laying naked before him.

He looks bigger from this angle. I’ve never been this wanton woman before, but with Hammer, all my inhibitions melt away in those green eyes.

So many things that shouldn’t work between us, but they do, and I want to give myself to him. I want him to know right now, at least in this moment, he owns me.

I lick my lips, open my mouth, and run one of my hands down the center of my chest and over my belly, until I feel the wetness as I make small circles around my clit.

With my mouth open, the invitation is clear and I hear a growl rumble from his chest.

He strips down in a flurry of motions as I watch. His cock is even more impressive from this angle, and for a second fear clutches my chest wondering how the hell I’m ever going to fit that thing anywhere inside me.

Mouth included.

But the gauntlet has been thrown down and I’m not one to renege on an offer, so I’ll just do my best and hope I don’t disappoint.

“You sure?” He asks, maybe seeing the fear in my eyes, and I give him an upside down nod, my mouth still agape leaving little doubt I’m ready and waiting.

Knowing he’s hard, and that he’s hard because of me, is such a turn on, my finger moves faster on my sex and if he’s not careful, I may cum just from the anticipation.

“From now on.” He sucks in a breath through his teeth. “This is your cock to take care of. You’re my old lady, but this is your man’s cock so it’s a hell of a responsibility. He’s waited for you for a long fucking time and I’ve got some pent-up need with your name all over it, angel.”

I nod again, not breaking character, with my mouth open and fingers still moving on my clit, which his eyes latch onto and he steps forward.

“I can’t wait to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.”

His dirty words only make me worship him more. I’ve heard the term cock worship before, but I never understood its meaning until now. I want to show him how he makes me feel. With my mouth.

“God damn, baby. If I had known this was waiting for me, I’d have dragged you out of that courthouse the first day I laid eyes on you.”

I couldn’t respond if I wanted to, because he brings the swollen knob head to my lips and stuffs it inside my mouth.

I’ve never done this before, but I saw it in a video once when I was in college and my room mates used to drink cheap beer and watch porn, laughing at how ridiculous and unreal it was.

As soon as I taste him, wetness runs out of me and my fingers work my clit faster and faster.

My jaw is stretched to its limit as Hammer’s cock drives over my tongue, pushing on my tonsils and then retreating. Over and over, deeper and deeper, as spit seeps from the corners of my lips and drips into my eyes.

The texture is unlike anything I expected, so hard and so smooth. His balls hang onto the bridge of my nose, covering my eyes as he thrusts in and out, holding the sides of my head.

“You are my perfect little fuck doll, aren’t you?” He asks, but an answer is impossible.

His fingers twist in my hair and I realize everything narrows down to this. His cock in my mouth. I can’t see, I can barely breathe, and it’s all so erotic my orgasm builds until I’m on the edge.

“That’s it. Work that clit. I want you to cum with my cock in your mouth, little girl.”

His movements quicken. He’s released my head and his hands grip my tits hard and squeeze.

He’s fucking me without remorse, and I gasp as I reach up and grab his ass, trying to find some control, but there is none.

I’m at his mercy. The mercy of his cock down my throat. And as we become a frenzy of movement, sucking, spit, grunts and cursing, my mind starts to spin.

I never imagined I would want this.

He’s using me. Using my mouth, driving as deep as he likes and pinching my nipples until I yelp around his girth.

“You realize this is the last cock you will ever have in your