Page 19 of Giving It to the Enemy

Saint didn’t know, unless Pipe had gotten the wrong kind of vibe from the man. In all of his dealings of the Prez of Saints and Sinners MC, not once had he thought of him as being an abuser of women, or accepting of it.

Elena had been alone with no one knowing the truth.

She pulled away, pushing her hair off her face. “What?” she asked.

“I need some space or I’m going to do something you’re not ready for.” He groaned, and she licked those damn lips again, and it made him fucking moan. “You’ve got to stop doing that.”

“I want this, Pipe. You’ve seen my scars, and I don’t want to wait.” She tugged on his shirt, and he helped her ease it over his head.

Fuck!He never once thought he’d be in a room with a naked woman, and she would be the one trying to get him naked. It was completely odd to him, and yet, he could take control.

Pipe captured her wrists, locking them in his grip, and stopping her from stripping.

“Stop,” he said.

She paused. “Don’t you want me?”

“Baby, my dick is in fucking pain because I want you so damn badly. You’ve got no idea how much I want you. It’s like a constant agony.” He’d never been a soft-spoken man, and he was always blunt, saying it like it was. “I can’t promise you hearts, or romance. I can give you me.”

“Exclusively?”

“What?”

“You’ll be mine. No other women, no club whores, or anyone else?”

“No one but you. You’re the only one I want, baby. For fucking ever.” He cupped her cheeks, tilting her head back so that he could stare into her blue eyes. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Her long blonde hair was tied at the nape of her neck, and he reached around, taking out the band that held the length in place. He ran his fingers through the soft strands of her hair. “Talk to me,” he said.

She placed her hand on his naked chest. “If I can be yours, and you’re not with anyone else, then I don’t care.”

“I’ll never wear a suit, or be nice.”

“I don’t come from a nice family. I get the biker lifestyle, Pipe. Stop wasting time and fuck me already.”

Tugging her close, he slammed his lips down on hers, and pressed her back to the bed. He let her go long enough to push her to the bed, and he opened her thighs.

“Take your jeans off,” she said.

“You think you’re in charge?”

“You can see me, and I want to see you.”

He tutted and shook his head. “First, I’m going to get this sweet little pussy ready to take my cock.” Kneeling on the floor, he pulled her toward the edge of the bed, opening her thighs wide. He stared at Elena rather than at her pretty cunt. His mouth was watering, and he wanted a taste of her. She’d be so damn sweet.

“I’m clean,” he said.

“I—I am too.”

Finally, he allowed himself the first look at her pussy, and he wasn’t disappointed. Fine hair covered her lips, but it was neatly trimmed. Her pussy glistened with cream, and using his fingers, he opened her pussy lips wide enough to see her swollen clit and her cunt. He couldn’t wait another second, and so leaned forward, capturing her clit, sucking the bud into his mouth.

Pipe wasn’t wrong, but he rarely was.

The taste of her exploded on his tongue, and she was sweet. Sliding his tongue down to her entrance, he circled her hole, not penetrating as he was going to fuck her with his cock. The first time between them was going to blow her mind. Any other man she’d been with would pale into insignificance after he had his way.

He wanted her addicted to him so she wouldn’t even think to look elsewhere. Flicking his tongue across her clit, he listened to her moans. His cock pressed against the front of his jeans, driving him crazy with how damn tight it was. He released her pussy while still sucking her clit, and started to unbutton his jeans to give him some freedom with his dick.

“That feels so good,” Elena said.

Pulling his zipper down, he nearly moaned as the pressure eased around his cock. She had no idea how fucking sexy she was, but that was okay. He was going to make sure that she knew exactly what she did to him.

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