Rainbow (Ruthless Kings MC Baton Rouge #1) - K.L. Savage Page 0,31
again.
A kiss is just a kiss.
Until it’s from a man that makes you want to break all the rules.
His lips are the clouds I’ve been missing from my life. I’ve never wanted someone so badly in my entire life. He groans down my throat, and I swallow it hungrily, trying to feel it in my bones.
I knew he wanted me.
My body comes to life, my skin awakens under his touch, my cock is throbbing in my sweatpants, and I want nothing more than to devour him.
Now isn’t the time.
I’d prefer to take him out, wine and dine him, and get to know him. That’s what he deserves, but this hurricane isn’t going to allow that, so I’m going to have to get creative. I bring the kiss to an end and lay my forehead against his. I slip my hands under his shirt, relishing how soft he is against my calloused fingertips.
I need to feel him—skin on skin. I can’t wait for that anymore.
I tug his shirt over his head, and the collar messes up his hair. It sticks up in all different directions, and I like it. I like being the one to see him unperfect and turned on with rosy cheeks. My hand finds the dip in his waist, and I run my thumb along his ribs.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” I whisper, unable to tear my gaze away from his torso.
He’s perfectly smooth with no hair, his skin the color of ivory, and his stomach is slim, but it isn’t defined. He’s soft. He has a very feminine figure. I dip my head down and graze my cheek along his flesh. He arches his back, whimpering and fisting the sheets.
Well, maybe we can take the edge off.
I lift my eyes to watch him. His eyes are closed, and his lips are parted. I flick my tongue out, and his face pinches in pleasure. His perfectly groomed brows wrinkle in the middle, and his lips make a perfect O.
His nipples are pink, by the way.
I can’t wait to taste them.
I pinch the right bud between my fingers while wrapping my tongue around the other and suck it into my mouth. I growl around the peak, rolling it between my teeth as he whimpers. His chest is flat, which is something I’m not accustomed to. I’m used to tits, large or small, but as I’m exploring his body and running my hands across his pecs, I find I love it.
I love the differences. I love how he feels against me. It’s right. We’re right.
“Rainbow,” he gasps, staring those green orbs at me in a begging manner.
“Nathan,” I correct him. “When I have my mouth on you, you’ll call me by my name,” I growl. The last thing I want to hear is him screaming Rainbow.
“Rainbow,” he tests me, gripping the sides of my head. “I’ll call you whatever I want.”
“Is that right?” I kiss a path up the middle of his chest, adoring the faint line of muscle to his neck.
“That’s right. And this is a bad idea. Rules,” he mumbles to himself.
“You’ll have to tell me these rules. So, I can break—” I kiss along his jaw to his ear, “—Every.” I suck the soft lobe into my mouth. “—Single.” I thrust my hips against his, and our cocks rub together through our pants. “—One of them,” I groan as his hard cock slides against mine. “Oh fuck, that’s good.” I close my eyes as a shudder runs through me.
Ryan pushes my sweatpants down below my ass and the cold air slips over my bare cheeks. My cock bobs as I lean up on one arm and tug his pants down to his thighs.
“You’re gigantic.” He reaches for me and wraps his hand around me. His index finger and thumb don’t touch as they tighten around me.
I drop my head between my shoulders and flex my hips, thrusting my cock into his tight fist. A bead of precome leaks from the slit. He swipes it away with his thumb and brings it to his lips.
He licks the pad of his finger clean and seeing him taste me breaks any restraint I have left. I wrap my hand around his shaft and try to be as confident as possible for a first-timer touching a man. Ryan is maybe six or seven inches, a few inches smaller than me, which is average for a guy. I just happen to be huge. I’m able to touch my fingers together around him.