Page 50 of Flyboy's Nightingale
“I won’t ever lie to you, Riley. I may not tell you everything I know as it pertains to the club but I will tell you what I can when I can. Truth of the matter is Hell’s Sacrifice is a mostly clean club. We run protection for some unsavory folks, and only cross the line when there’s no other option but don’t get it twisted because there isn’t a man in the building that doesn’t have blood on their hands.” I use my right hand to tilt Riley chin up to look at me, “This club will protect our own. That means each other, our women, our children and those that interest us. So do not think that you being here will change any of that.”
The darkness that falls over her eyes are like curtains being pulled closed. “That’s just it, Flyboy. I’m no one to the club. You tell me that I’m yours. That you want me but as soon as shit hits the fan, you're pissed, hurting or just slightly unnerved, I become the target of your rage.”
“Riley, I’m sorry I can’t—” Riley places her hand over my mouth.
“Here’s where the problem lays, Flyboy, there is only so many times that a person can do that to someone before they’ve had enough. I’ve been in the position of not having a choice. Now I do and I willnotcontinue to allow that to happen.” Riley rolls, straddling my lap and staring down at me. “I’ve walked out on you before, and I will do it again in a heartbeat if you continue to treat me that way.”
I sit up so that we’re nose to nose. “I swear to you, that hurting you in any way has come to an end. You deserve more than me. Hell, I don’t know that there is a man on this earth who deserves to stand in your brightness.”
“I’m not as amazing as you’d like to believe I am, and you don’t have to do anything but be kind. What we’re doing here doesn’t have to be forever. We can just enjoy the fact that we’reattracted to each other and see where it leads. Best thing is this means that when this is over, neither one of us will be broken hearted.” The finality in her voice causes a possessiveness inside of me to take control; it’s unlike anything I’ve felt before.
One hand goes to her hip, the other slides into her hair, fisting a handful at the base of her skull. “I’m not doing this for fun. I was not acting or pretending when I stated that you’re mine. I meant it when I announced that you’ll be my Ol’ lady. Whether that’s tonight, three nights from now, or six months down the road. I know I’ve been a complete fucking prick since the day I woke in the hospital, and I will regret that for the rest of my days. But you are mine now and forever.”
Riley’s eyes get wider as I speak. She doesn’t say anything in response, she simply slams her mouth to mine while fisting her hands in my hair. I grab a hold of her hips, pulling her tightly to my raging cock. I know that anything more than what we’ve already done could cause her to go into distress and put distance between us.
I use every ounce of willpower I have to stop the rocking of her hips and backing away from our kiss. “Sunshine, if we don’t stop, I’m going to be stuffing that hot little pussy of yours full of my cock. Once I’m done, you’ll never again doubt who this body belongs to.”
The cheshire grin that spreads across her lips makes the steel rod in my pants jump to life. “Look at me like that, Sunshine, and any fortitude I have to be the honorable guy is going to be tossed out the window.”
She leans forward, kissing her way across my cheek and landing at my ear, purring, “Who says I want the honorable man right now?”
I pull her from her assault on my neck, bringing her mouth back to mine. We fight for dominance in a way I could’ve never imagined but dreamed of so many nights. I run my hand up herback and over to her side, cupping her breasts in my hand. Her dusky nipples are drawn into hard peaks, begging for further attention. Pulling my mouth from hers, I nibble my way down her body, and to my complete surprise, Riley leans back giving me more access.
Making it to my goal, I pull one perfect nipple into my mouth, pinching it with my teeth, causing her hips to buck against the most sensitive erection of my fucking life. I continue my attack on her delectable breasts and nipples as Riley chases the orgasm rising within her.
“Flyboy, I need you—” Riley gasps close to my ear.
Pulling back, I look her in the face, ordering, “Tell me what you need exactly, Sunshine. I need to make sure there is no confusion between us and our individual wants.”
Riley turns a shade of bright red, starting at her hairline and climbing over her flushed cheeks, sliding down onto her chest. Oh, how I dream of seeing where the blush ends. One day, I will. Today, I need her to know she has the control on how this plays out. I watch with bated breath as a myriad of emotions flash through her eyes. I recognize the moment she makes the decision on what she wants to do next. I don’t attempt to stop the look of satisfaction that finds its way to my face.
“I want to slide your cock so deep inside my wet cunt that I feel you tomorrow.” Riley grinds herself down onto my denim-covered cock. “I need you to wipe away the touch of every man that came before you.”
“That’s all I needed to hear, Sunshine.” I reach for her hips and line her up into a position where she’s hovering over my lap.
Once there, I use the freed space to release my dick from the torture device that is my jeans. As my cock breaks free, Riley’s wide eyes go from my cock to my eyes and back.
“Holy shit, it’s pierced!” The awe in her voice causes my chest to swell with pride.
“And you’re going to love the feel of it as it slides in and out of that tight little pussy, grinding against your G-spot,” I whisper close to her ear.
Riley blushes before reaching out, taking my throbbing cock in her small hand, playing with the metal bar that’s pierced through the head, eliciting a groan from me. Images of her taking my dick in her mouth, and running her tongue over the metal, causes me to jerk in her hand. Riley’s eyes come to mine with questions that I don’t understand.
Reaching out, I cup her cheek with one hand. “What do you need, Sunshine?”
Riley shifts on my lap, guiding my cock to her pussy. The head of my shaft slides into her pussy before she stops her downward movements. The air in my lungs gets stuck in my chest, I’m too afraid to move, not wanting to spook her. After long, long moments, Riley sighs, sliding down my cock so agonizingly slow that it’s near maddening. When I’m sheathed inside of her, we both let out a relieved sigh. Riley’s hands glide up my chest and into my hair, guiding my mouth to hers.
The kiss is beyond hungry, filled with so much need and desire that the minute amount of control that I had snaps. I fist my right hand in her hair, taking control of the kiss. I guide her mouth where I want it while my other hand is playing with her erect nipples before sliding down her belly and over her mound to her clit. I slowly slide my index finger over it causing her to rock her hips on my cock.
Breaking the kiss, I say nothing. I watch her eyes for any signs of distress as I guide my hand from her hair to her hips, rolling them forward and backward. Riley is so tight that I can feel every ridged layer inside of her cunt. I angle my hips so that the head of my cock hits that perfect spot inside her, causing her to shudder. I restart my manipulation of her clit, bringing her closer to finding the release that she longs for.
“Flyboy, fuck! It’s too much! I can’t… I don’t know how!” Riley’s broken, cracked voice would’ve stopped my movements any other time had I not been watching the fire in her eyes grow hotter.
They’re telling me everything that I need to know. She’s scared by the feelings rising inside of her, but she’s not afraid of me, she fears the unknown. I continue using my hold on her hips to rock her through her orgasm. Riley eventually takes over my movements, freeing me up to play with her nipples and clit. Her walls start to pulse around me, pulling me closer to my own release.
“That’s it, baby. Show me how needy you are for my cock,” I praise her, peppering kisses across her skin, leaving love bites everywhere my blunt teeth can reach.
“It’s so close. I feel like I’m going to erupt,” Riley groans, picking up speed, her rhythm becoming uneven the closer she gets to falling over the edge of ecstasy.
