Page 84 of Biker's Tribute: Property of Bear

"You're so wet."

She whimpers as I play with her lower lips, refusing to touch her clit but playing with her and exploring her folds with my fingers.

"And hot," I whisper. "Why the fuck should a woman like you be with me?"

I kiss her neck because I can't bear hearing her answer. Amanda moans loudly because I punctuate the kiss by playing with her clit, spreading her full outer lips to access her juicy nub. As she moans, Amanda's hips buck forward and I know with absolute certainty that I'm going to fuck her against the wall.

I kiss her neck and then move back to kissing her lips slowly while I tease her clit with my fingers and trace her entrance as if I plan on penetrating her.

But not before I taste her. Amanda braces herself on my shoulders with surprise as I lift her up so her legs go over my shoulders and I press her back against the wall as I face her sweet ass pussy. The smell drives me wild instantly. I can't open my mouth without feeling the heat from her wetness.

No choice now but to eat. My tongue spreads Amanda's lower lips and she makes a loud cry as her fingers sink into my shoulders and my tongue slips between her folds as I taste every inch of Amanda's sweetness. She nearly loses her balance as I shove my tongue along the length of her folds, tasting every crevice of her pussy without pushing my tongue inside her. Pleasure causes her to kick her feet out and nearly fall off my shoulder, but I just push her harder against the wall and keep her in place so I can taste her sweet ass pussy and clit.

Amanda's clit tastes like a waffle coated in maple syrup. She's delicious... I roll my tongue around in a slow circle around her sweet nub and Amanda gushes juices as I keep kissing her and licking her inner walls.

It's not just her taste. It's her smell. It's her everything. Amanda's moans get louder, encouraging me to eat her sweet pussy like it's my last goddamn meal. Her gasping gets louder. She crosses her ankles around the back of my neck and then sinks her fingers into my shoulders as she cums...

Her hips buck as she pushes her pussy against my face and I eagerly clean out her pussy while holding her over my head. She's not light, but I don't care because I love forcing her to hold still while I eat her out. Once the moans and bucking from her first climax simmers down, I slowly lower Amanda into my arms and cradle her as I shove my hips to pin her against the wall.

"I want to fuck you so bad," I whisper.

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Thirty-Two

Amanda

Ethan's gaze burns with an intensity I've never seen before. His lips are coated in my juices and his beard drips with my essence. I stare at his strangely beautiful face as he wipes me off with the back of his hairy arm.

I can't believe how handsome he is for a country boy who is beyond rough around the edges.

"I want you," he says, those gorgeous eyes burning into me. He's never gone down on me like that before. He's never looked at me like this before. Something strange and complex is going on in Ethan's soul, but I'm too nervous to ask him or to say anything. Everything since leaving Mallory's house was a blur. He didn't let me see the bodies, but I knew there were bodies outside. He wants to protect me so badly that…

I can't tell what's going to happen next. Ethan takes my hands and pushes them over my head, pinning me to the wall. Everything that happened today only makes him more possessive. More intense. I can feel his weight holding me against the wall and when I test him, I can't push him away.

I shouldn't enjoy the force behind his grasp this much, but I can't help it. He's so big, strong, and downright beautiful. He did the craziest things I've ever seen a man do to get me out of the situation with Mallory and... I guess it doesn't matter what would have happened if he lost.

He won when it mattered.

His kissing nearly distracts me from every rational thought. But when he pulls away from an intense, hot kiss, I have to ask…

"What happens next, Ethan?"

He grins. "I take you to my bedroom, turn you around and take your sexy ass from behind."

His eyes gleam with intensity and excitement.

"You know that's not what I mean..."

His brows furrow slightly before his face evens out. His hands drop away from my wrists, freeing me from the position against the wall.

"What, then?" he says calmly. "You want to walk away? Go back to Mallory?"

His voice is calm, but I know Ethan well enough now to sense the hurt in his voice. I don't want to walk away from him, but I need to know what the hell I'm walking towards.

"No," I whisper. "I want you to take me to bed."

"Even if I'm a degenerate gambler?"

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