Page 21 of The Biker's Red Christmas

"Sexy as fuck. All mine," I grumble, more to myself than to her, but she arches slightly off the bed. She likes to hear me praise her. Likes that I've claimed her.

I can do more of that.

"You know how perfect you are? How maddening. I've done nothing but think about you from the very second I laid my eyes on you." I hook my fingers into the sides of her thong and slowly peel them down her tight, athletic legs.

"Lash," she moans my name and reaches down for me again, trying to get me back into contact with her.

"Never in my life has anyone turned me on so completely as you. I can't focus. I can't be still. I can't do shit without an image of your beautiful face popping into my mind. You're everything," I admit to her. Something I'll never admit to the boys at the club. They already think she's got my nose wide open, and if I'm honest, they're right. I'd do anything for Sienna. Anything for my Red.

"If you don't touch me, I'm the one who's going to go crazy," Sienna complains from where she's lying.

"As you wish," I whisper before I dive face-first between her legs. I wanted to savor this moment, wanted to taste every nuance of who she is, but from the first swipe of my tongue, I knew I wouldn't be able to.

Sienna tastes like the finest cognac I've ever had in my life—the kind that costs tens of thousands of dollars per bottle. If I could bottle her up and sell her to the public... I still wouldn't; she's all mine.

I push her legs apart wide so I can lick every inch of her. Her folds glisten with both her arousal and my spit. I suck and flick my tongue against her clit.

Her wails of pleasure get louder and louder, and I know it won't be long before she's coming on my face. I want her to. It's not something I normally do for women, but Red isn't just some woman. She's my woman.

I slide one finger deep inside her and flick softly upwards to push her over the edge faster and harder. Her entire body shakes as she clenches tight, my name lost in a slur on her lips.

When I feel her body explode, I drink down everything she has for me, lifting her body even more to get the few drips that made their way down to her ass. Usually, doing that would never cross my mind; now it just seems ridiculous to waste even a drop.

"Lash, oh god." She collapses onto the bed, her body barely more than jelly. Yet I don't stop. It's only when I feel the bed bouncing back and forth that I realize, in my intense need for her, I'm basically dry humping her mattress. I need her now.

Finally able to pull myself away from that sweet nectar between her thighs, I stand to my feet and unbuckle my belt before shoving my pants down.

"You want me, Red?" I question her as I grab hold of my shaft and pump it roughly, doing my best to keep from looking like a fool.

"Yes, Lash. I want you." She replies, and I nearly collapse at the relief. I drop down on the bed with her and hitch her legs so her knees are on either side of my waist. I want to get as deep as possible while also looking into her eyes. I want to see when I break through to her.

I notch my cock against her opening, and her warm heat wraps around me. I slide in slowly, testing just how tight she is. It's like a vice grip around me.

"Oh god damn it." I squeeze my eyes shut as the first twinges of pressure already start to build in the small of my back. There's no way I'm going to last.

"So fucking tight. Perfect. Fucking perfect." I groan in her ear as I push all the way inside her. She squeals as my thick shaft spreads her open. Those squeals urge me on. I do my best to go slow, giving her body the time it needs to get used to me, but the way she claws at my back and whispers my name makes me quickly lose hold of my self-control.

I snarl and curse as I pound into her, the bed clanging against the wall behind it with each one of my powerful thrusts. It feels like we're connected on a much deeper level—at least it does to me.

I push her away just as I'm about to come. "Not yet..." I groan and grab hold of my cock, squeezing hard to stop the sensations.

The wildcat in Sienna is out in full force. She's not going to let me get away that easy. Before I can even catch my breath, she pushes me backward so I'm lying on my back, and she dips her head to my midsection. The feel of her hot mouth after I've already been inside her makes my eyes cross.

"Shit!" I bellow and grab hold of her long hair. The messy bun it was once in is gone, and now her locks fall freely around her body.

"Red, stop!" I bark an order, but even as I do, my hips are still pistoning up into her sweet mouth.

"Mm. Mm." She mumbles around my dick, and the sensation vibrates in my balls.

I gasp, taking in huge breaths, doing my best not to finish in her mouth. She must know I'm close because she pulls off me with a pop before she smirks down at me devilishly and crawls up my body, straddling me.

She lets her head fall backward, the tips of her hair brushing against my tight thighs as she lowers herself down on me.

"Oh god." I groan as I watch her take all of me inside her body.

I'll never be rid of this image for as long as I live.

She bounces softly at first, getting used to me, but it doesn't take long for her to catch her rhythm and ride me like a stallion.

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