Page 49 of Flyboy's Nightingale
“It took every ounce of will that I had not to give into you before now. To hold my walls in place to protect all of you. I don’t want to fight it anymore. I want you, Flyboy. Show me what it means to be able to pick the man.” I prod him before claiming his mouth with mine.
Flyboy pulls me tight to him, wrapping his other arm around my waist, pulling me tight to his body. We kiss, fight for dominance and learn each other's needs. Flyboy’s hand in my hair pulls, causing a pinch of pain that causes me to go stiff in his arms. He pulls back watching me. Slowly, I open my eyes looking into his, coming back to the here and now.
“Where did you go?” he wonders quietly.
Deciding that being honest with him is the best way to move this forward, I confess, “The pinch of pain caused my mind to remember my past trauma. I know this isn’t going to be easy, but I want this with you.”
“Okay, let me show you what it means to feel good and for it to be only about you. I want you to undress and lay at the head of the bed.” The tone in Flyboy’s voice makes me shiver.
I step back unlatching my bra, letting it slide down my arms, leaving me bare to this magnificent man. I turn my back to him, slowly sliding my pants over my ass and down my legs once they’re on the floor. I stand taking a few more steps before hooking my thumbs in my panties, leisurely sliding the lace over my ass and letting them slide down on their own.
“Fuck me, you’re one beautiful fucking woman.” Flyboy hisses through his teeth.
I take a calming breath and lean over to climb on the bed, doing as he instructed. Once I’m laid out on the bed, I look over at Flyboy, finding him still in his pants.
“Aren’t you going to get naked with me?” I wonder about sliding my hands down over my breasts, but I’m not quite that sure of myself with him. Yet.
“I told you that this was about you and showing you exactly how good things can be.” Flyboy winks before hopping toward the bed, then sitting on the edge.
Gradually, he slides his hand up my leg, barely grazing my pubic bone, slowly traveling over my belly. His featherlight touch, sends rippling waves of pleasure over my body as his hand reaches my breasts, squeezing first the right and then the left one. My nipples go rock hard and the moan that escapes my mouth is wanton. I arch into his hands as he steadily slides them from breast to breast, pinching my diamond point nipples.
“Shit, Riley, you’re so fucking beautiful. Tell me what you need.” Flyboy leans forward, sucking my right nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.
“Flyboy, please, I need more,” I beg, opening my eyes. “Kiss me, Flyboy.”
“All you have to do is ask, Sunshine.” Flyboy slants his mouth over mine at the same time as he slides his hand down my body and over my mound, running a single finger over my swollen clit.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
Flyboy
The way Riley’sbody begs for my touch is an intoxicating feeling. The kiss starts slow and teasing, turning hungrier the longer I play with her clit. I slide my hand down her slit, dipping a finger into her dripping pussy. I pull back from our kiss to pepper kisses down her neck taking each nipple into my mouth before continuing my way down her body.
I shift so that I can lay down between her splayed legs. Running my hands up the inside of her thighs, I make room for my wide shoulders. I look up into Riley’s eyes which are begging me for more. Leaning forward, I first kiss the top of her mound. When I make it to her hungry pussy I run my tongue from bottom to top causing her to hiss with pleasure.
The delicious taste of her pussy explodes on my tongue in a way that I can’t even start to explain. Running my tongue up and down her hungry pussy I slide a single finger into her warm sheath at the same time I suck on her clit. Riley’s hips lift off the bed begging for more. I wrap my free arm over her waistapplying a small amount of pressure to keep her from running away.
I glance up her body and find Riley cupping and pinching her breasts, heightening her pleasure. Fucking hell, this woman is a fucking angel. I pull my finger from her pussy and replace it with my tongue.
“I’m close. So fucking close. I’ve never—” Riley chants over and over.
I drink every drop of her nectar, not letting her fall over the edge until I’ve had my fill of her. When Riley is to the point that her words are just muffled sounds, I finally give her what she needs.
I slide two fingers inside of her at the same time I suck her clit into my mouth and run my tongue over it until her whole body stiffens and then relaxes, her juices covering my hand. Gradually, I slide my fingers from her body placing them in my mouth not losing one drop of her ambrosia.
“A man could get addicted to this pussy,” I murmur, crawling up her body kissing my way to her mouth.
“If that’s what it feels like to have you between my legs then please be addicted,” she says, giving me the sweetest smile.
I give her one last kiss before rolling to the side in a way where my brace won’t catch on anything. When I’m on my back, I reach out, pulling Riley to my side holding her close and kissing her forehead. I lazily run my hand up and down her back getting lost in the feel of this amazing woman.
“I still can’t believe me being here has caused so many issues for you all already and it’s only been a few days. Can you imagine what’s going to happen when word gets back to my dad that I’m here?” Riley states out of the blue.
“Just another day being a part of the MC,” I throw out nonchalantly meaning every word.
Riley snorts out a laugh, saying, “That’s exactly what a woman wants to know.”
