Silver Saints MC Volume 1 - Fiona Davenport Page 0,13

a wildcat hiding in there, I was sure of it. It was going to become my mission in life to get her to open up and be comfortable being herself.

“Gotta be gentle with you this first time. Don’t worry, someone is going to lose control,”—I grinned—“it just won’t be me.” I was determined and little cocky, completely confident in my ability to hold back. I’d never given myself to a woman completely. I’d never give up that level of control.

I didn’t wait for her to respond, instead I set about my goal starting with her deliciously tempting nipples. I sucked each peak in turn, lavishing them with my tongue and scraping them gently through my teeth. Then I kissed my way down her body until I was nestled between her thighs. “Been craving another taste of this pussy. Haven’t been able to get it out of my mind.” Since I would have to be careful when it came time to put my cock in her, I allowed myself to go a little crazy with my mouth at her core. I tongue-fucked her hard, reveling in her moans and shivers. Then I pumped her with two fingers while I feasted on her clit. It didn’t take long to drive her over the edge, and I lapped up every bit of her juices as she screamed my name.

Part of me could have stayed there all day, making her come over and over with my mouth and hand. But my cock was leaking heavily and painfully hard.

I climbed back up and slid my cock through her drenched pussy again, getting it good and wet, knowing her slickness would make getting my large dick inside her a little easier.

Slowly, I eased the tip in and already her pussy began squeezing. “Fuck, you’re tight,” I grunted. “Put your legs around me, baby.” She did as she was told, and I slid in another inch. I worked myself in slowly, allowing her to adjust to my size before moving deeper. By the time I was fully seated inside her, I was dripping with sweat from my efforts to hold back.

“Jared,” Bridget moaned as she writhed and her inner muscles clenched.

I fucking lost it. I pulled out, almost all the way, and then thrust in fast and hard until I was balls deep again. I felt mindless with lust as I repeated the action, increasing in speed and pounding my cock in her pussy. Her screams of pleasure fed my need for her and I shoved her legs up so her knees went to her chest. The new angle allowed me to slide in even deeper, and I shouted at the overwhelming sensation.

I tried to keep a thread of sanity about me, to make sure I wasn’t hurting her. But her hips bucked, meeting me thrust for thrust, her mouth opened and her head was thrown back in ecstasy.

“I could live inside your pussy, baby.” I growled. “That’s right, squeeze the fuck out of my cock. Take every fucking inch.”

“Yes! Jared. Yes!” she cried out.

I was close, I could feel the telling tingle in my spine. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples as my fingers deftly found her bundle of nerves and pushed her higher. Suddenly her whole body tensed and she shattered with an ear-splitting scream.

My cock exploded with my release as my roar of surrender practically shook the walls. I kept a steady rhythm, my cock filling her so full of my come it was spilling from her womb. To my shock, Bridget exploded once more and it set off another small orgasm in me. I would have thought my dick was thoroughly empty, but the ejaculations just kept on pulsing.

Finally, I began to soften as Bridget’s shudders subsided and our heart rates slowed. Fucking A. I’d never experienced anything like this, it was fucking intense.

I stared down at her gorgeous face in silence for a few minutes. Her eyes were closed and her face was filled with blissful contentment.

This had changed everything, and I had to make sure she was completely aware. “Baby, look at me,” I gruffed. Her eyes opened languidly, the blue orbs hazy with afterglow. “There’s no turning back, Bridget,” I told her seriously. “This means you’re mine. Do you understand that? I won’t be letting you go.”

8

Bridget

Apparently, the third time was the charm when it came to my stay with the Silver Saints because I found myself wrapped tight in Mac’s arms after waking up. I was still