Page 2 of Tav

Without unlatching her lips, she jumps, trusting me to catch her, her plump ass landing in my waiting hands. She rubs her core against me, her hands gripping me, before she pulls back, her eyes hooded, pupils blown.

“We should slow down a little, maybe get to know one another?”

“Fuck that gentleman shit. I need your cock. I’ll talk after that.”

With that, she grips my shirt in her hands and pulls, tearing it open, buttons flying every fucking where. She latches onto myneck, under my beard, sucking, hard. Fuck! Looks like we’re not taking this slow.

Turning, I throw her on the bed, her small body bouncing once, a small grunt escaping her. Before I can ask if she’s OK and apologize for getting a little rough, she starts stripping, fast. By the time I remove my trousers, she’s on the bed, her legs spread wide, fingers in her pussy.

She has her eyes on my cock and I’ve never felt more desired than I do now. That could be a girly thing to say, but shit, she looks like she wants to devour my dick and I’m very, very happy about that.

“I need your cock. NOW.” she pulls her fingers from her core, swirling her cream around her clit, letting me see how wet she is.

Pulling a condom from my wallet, I tear the wrapper with my teeth, pinch the end and roll the sheath over my length to the base. Kneeling on the bed, I bat her hand out of the way, face plant into the wet curls at the top of her cunt, and inhale her sweet scent.

Before I can get my mouth on that pretty pussy, her hands grip my ears and none too gently pull me up.

“No time. Get that fat dick inside me now!” She pulls me roughly toward her, slamming her lips on mine while her hips wind, seeking my cock.

With our tongues and teeth clashing, I line myself up with her sopping wet hole, notch my dick at her entrance, and push in slowly, letting her get used to the feel of me. As with this whole interaction, she has other ideas, grabbing my ass cheeks and pulling me toward her at the same time she thrusts up. We both groan in unison, her tight pussy squeezing me like a fist, making my balls draw up in anticipation.

Resting my weight on my elbows, I pull out before I start pumping in earnest. I wish I could go slower, but allher demands and moans, her “mores” and “harders” have me losing my mind. We’ll go slow next time. Pushing myself up and off her, I lean back on my knees, grabbing her ass in my hands, angling her up as I fuck up into her. She’s thrashing on the bed now, her arousal dripping down my knees onto the sheets. Two more thrusts have her shaking hard as she screams my name. Three more thrusts have me unloading into the latex, wishing I was filling her up instead.

Collapsing next to the most beautiful pixie, my cock slips free of her tight confines. I take in her flushed cheeks, her chin pink from my beard and rough kisses, and her dark shining eyes.

Her eyes twinkle as she holds her hand out to me.

“Blanche Landry. Pleasure to meet you.”

“Tav, Jimmy says there’s a bunch of kids at the gate asking for you,” Rhodie calls out, his phone against his chest, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Thank god I’m behind the bar, otherwise every brother would see my boner and I’d end up with “Bones” or “Woody” as my road name or something.

Frowning, I glance at the time.

“They asked for me?” pointing to myself in case Rhodie has gotten me confused with someone else. He’s great and loves my sister, and because of that fact, I’m unsure how clever the man actually is.

“You’re the only fucking Tav Tombs we’ve got, dickhead.”

“He say how many?” Checking my messages I see nothing to note. Pulling up my tracking app, I check to see where my girl is. I’m not surprised to find she’s turned her phone off.

“Four kids, ranging in size from Jovie to small man sized.”

My lips twitch. Jimmy, the prospect who does gate duty, has a fun way with words. “I know them. I’ll go out.”

“Prospect,” Marx barks, “It’s 9 p.m. Kids asking for you at this time means they need help. Rhodie, get Jimmy to bring them in.”

Rhodie nods and says something into his phone. All the brothers are looking at me. So is the girl gang, but they look more nosey than anything.

“How do you know these kids, Tav?”

“I’ve been kinda dating their mom.”

“Wait, the skittish woman?” Gus asks. That is most definitely not how I would describe Blanche. My siblings have respected my wishes of not looking into her, even though I know he and Jules have been concerned about my girl not wanting to be all in with me. But there are reasons for that, and they’re not mine to share.

The door swings open and Jimmy walks through, ushering the kids in.

“Tav!” Cove yells out, running up to me. I pull her into my arms instinctively, her brother Elio crowding my legs.

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