Page 29 of Bound by Passion (Ravage MC)

“Tell me what you want to do with me, Raid,” she countered.

“Remove every scrap of fabric off your body so I can see that plump pussy. I’d kiss those lips and suck every bit of your arousal into my mouth, savoring it.”

The vibrator moved just a touch faster as she listened to my words. “Keep going.”

“I’d add a finger. Then two, then your toy all the while my tongue would be exploring every inch between your legs.”

“I need.” She breathed, not finishing as she pushed her panties to the side, giving me a glorious view of those glistening lips.

The vibrator slipped through her folds like butter, and I fisted my boxer-laden cock. Unable to stop myself. Fuck she was beautiful.

“Oh… Keep.” Her labored breathing had her words breaking up. “Going.”

I wasn’t a man who fucked soft and gentle. No, I liked it hard, rough and screaming. It was time to test little miss Kansas.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I growled low. “I’d flip you on your stomach, pull you up on your knees, and enter you in one solid thrust. I wouldn’t be nice. Right in to the hilt. Then I’d fuck you like it was the last time either of us would fuck on this earth again. Your screams would shatter the windows.”

An extra sound came, and it was the little flipper on the toy. Once that little guy started, she arched her back and exploded right before my eyes. The look of pure ecstasy lit up her face, taking away all the sass. All the secrets. And left me with just Nyx.

The real Nyx if only for a moment.

My patience snapped like a wire cut with a machete. Fuck this watching shit. I needed to be in the action.

It wasn’t until I was looking down at Nyx with this deep hunger inside of me, did she make contact with me.

“Wait. What?...”

I tore the toy out of her hand and tossed it to the couch, then ripped that sexy as fuck fabric that was obstructing my full view of her.

“You just…”

“Yeah I fuckin’ did. It’s my turn.”

Lifting Nyx’s pelvis up, I sunk to my knees in front of her and took those wet lips into my mouth, tasting how she’d made herself come. A low growl started in my chest. I wanted to be the one who gave her this.

I would be the one who gave her this.

Her fingers threaded through my short hair and for the briefest moment I was pissed I’d cut it as she would’ve had something much more substantial to hold on to.

Sucking, licking, then sucking again, I kissed her pussy like I’d kiss her lips. I started fucking her with my tongue, and her feet came to my shoulders as she spread wide, allowing me all access. Even that puckered hole.

That would be for another time.

Slipping two fingers inside her pussy, I pumped them in and out, making sure to scrape her top wall, in search of that inner g-spot. You had to hit it just right. And I knew I’d done it when she tried to clamp her legs around my head.

I didn’t care, instead sucking her scent through my nostrils. It was like heaven on a platter, given to me for no reason.

Sucking hard on her clit, I moved my fingers over and over again. It was mere seconds that those legs around my head and my fingers inside of her got clamped so hard it was difficult to even move.

As she screamed her release, I knew from somewhere deep inside me that I could hear that sound from her over and over again, and it would never get old. Ever.

She finally released me, but I continued kissing her and stroking her slower, watching her body try to come back to reality.

“Fuck,” she gasped. “That…”

“Was fuckin’ amazin’. Now how about you slide that hot body down here and straddle me.”

She huffed out air. “That’s okay. I’m good now. The door’s that way.” Her arm flung out and pointed to the opposite side of the house and nowhere near the door. “I’m just gonna sleep here.”

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