His Other Half (Patches Tarkio MC, #3) - Debra Kayn Page 0,42
looked up, meeting his gaze. She gasped with a full mouth, feeling it too. There was a bond between them that had her believing whatever trouble or emotion got pushed between them, it wouldn't break them.
He groaned, thrusting deeper into her mouth. She grabbed onto his jeans, puddled below his hips. Her back arched on the bed as she tried to get closer.
Paco moved above her head, pushing the pillow out from under her. She tilted her head, not wanting to let go of him and sucked harder, keeping his cock with her.
"Damn boots." He slipped away from her.
She moaned, turning to follow him. "Paco?"
"Right here, sweetheart." He stood beside the bed, grabbed her upper body, and moved her until her head hung off the mattress. "Spread your legs. I'm going down."
She let her knees fall to the side. He leaned over, hooked the crotch of her panties with his finger, and lowered his head. The sweep of his tongue on her pussy had her searching for his cock above her. She wrapped her fingers around his girth and brought him down.
Her lips embraced, giving back the pleasure he performed on her. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she lifted her head, taking more of his length.
Paco slipped his hand under her ass, propping her lower body higher. Her insides coiled at the assault of his tongue, sweeping over her clit. His whiskers caressed her bare pubic bone, and she was ever so glad she shaved down there.
Blood rushed to her upside-down head, making her dizzy with the onslaught of pleasure swirling between her legs. She swallowed, sucking down on him harder, reminded of how firm he'd fisted himself earlier.
She wanted to wrap her legs around his head and plaster herself against him. She wanted him to love away her doubts. She wanted to believe that he came into her life for a reason, and not because she was held against her will, and he'd found out more about her than she was willing to share.
His hips bucked above her, and he pulled his cock from her mouth. Stepping around her head, he crawled up on the bed, finally taking his mouth off her sex. Scrunching her stomach, she lifted her head to see what he was doing, and he pulled her back until she was firmly on the mattress.
"Not fucking around now, sweetheart. I'm about to blow." He took a condom out of his pocket and rolled the protection on. "Where do you want my cock?"
She reached down and patted between her legs. "Right here."
His gaze intensified. "Say it."
She inhaled a shuddering breath. "My pussy."
He growled and settled on top of her, sliding in with ease through the wetness he'd created. She moaned, sprawling her hands along his ribs. The bulk of him pressed her down, and she came to love the security of his weight on top of her. He grounded her to the earth, to the here and now.
Only him.
Her Thunder bird.
The sun's rays lit up the room as if shining her pleasure over Paco, giving her approval.
As if she had waited for a sign, some positivity amongst the negative in her life, she welcomed Paco's tongue in her mouth, swallowed his moan, and let herself go.
Embraced and consumed, Josie orgasmed.
Paco's hips pressed against her harder, holding still, and he shuddered on a groan. His cock pulsed bigger, harder inside of her as he climaxed. Her body answered, squeezing down on him in delight.
As if in sync, they held each other. Paco cradled her head. She inhaled deeply, enjoying the calmness he brought with him when they were alone.
He kissed the side of her head. "What are your plans?"
"It's my day off." She opened her eyes. "Why?"
He pushed off her, slipping his cock out, and grabbed the condom. "I need to go to the clubhouse."
"Oh...okay." She sat up, feeling as if she'd made love to Paco nude, but she wore her T-shirt and panties the entire time. He hadn't even let the slim slip of material between her legs get in his way. He just pushed her panties to the side and bulldozed his way in, like he had with her life.
"Come with me. The partying won't start until tonight. And we can go to my house if you're not comfortable with the crowd."
"I'm comfortable with them." She stood and went to him. "If you want me with you, I'd love to go."
His gaze softened, and he kissed her. "Yeah, sweetheart, I want you with me."