Page 24 of Bones’ Firefly (Pagan Souls of Cherokee MC #6)

Her breathing was loud, and she made the cutest sounds.

I wanted more. Suddenly, her insides were contracting.

Her hands gripped and pulled my hair, and she began to shake.

Her pussy and asshole clamped down on my fingers as she screamed and came.

My mouth was filled with more of her potent cream, which I lapped up.

When she stopped coming, she was limp and sagging.

I reluctantly removed my fingers and stood.

I picked her up by her ass and placed her on the mattress.

She lay there with a dreamy look on her face.

I left her there long enough to wash my face and hands.

I didn’t know if she would kiss me with her cum all over me.

And I sure wanted more kisses and to eat her again and again.

She was raised on her elbow when I returned.

She still looked satisfied, but I saw her eyes zero in on me.

My erection was tenting my scrubs. Eating Blythe’s pussy hadn’t calmed it down a bit.

There was a wet spot that was easy to see where it leaked precum.

“Jagger, take off your pants, please. I need to see you,” she said yearningly.

Watching her face as I came close to the bed, I halted, undid the drawstring, then shoved the pants down.

They fell to my ankles, where I quickly stepped free.

I heard her gasp and then moan. As soon as I was free of them, I gripped my cock and ran my hand up and down my length.

I groaned. I was so fucking ready. My balls ached, and the head of my cock was covered in precum.

The veins that ran down my shaft were raised from the amount of blood pumping through my cock.

“Jagger, come here. I need to touch you. Is that alright?” she asked.

“Firefly, you can do anything you want except bite.”

She giggled. When I was at the edge of the bed, she wiggled over to me. I let go, and her hand replaced mine. She didn’t cover as much area, but her touch and the difference from mine felt terrific. Her grip slid up and down. When she went up a second time, she paused.

“You’re beautiful, Jagger. Look at your proud and sexy cock. I promise I won’t bite,” she said sultrily.

I hissed when her hot mouth sucked the head of my cock into it.

She swirled her tongue around the head a few times, gathering my precum.

She purred as she did it, making me assume she liked the taste.

Her hand pumped the shaft. I moaned, and then it was my hands in her hair.

I didn’t shove her down on me, but God, a part of me, wanted to.

I wanted to know how much she could take.

Would she like to swallow my cock? My cum?

She shifted so both hands could work me—one on the length of me and the other on my balls.

I couldn’t stop myself from pumping my hips a tiny bit.

She moaned, causing me to hiss as the vibrations traveled the length of me.

I let her continue until I knew if we went much longer, she’d get my load in her mouth.

As much as I would love it, our first time had to be inside of her.

I needed to feel her pussy surrounding me.

Reluctantly, I withdrew. Blythe’s mouth tried to follow.

When I was too far for her to reach me, she pouted at me. It was sexy and made me want her more.

“I’m not coming in your mouth our first time, Blythe. I can’t take much more. Which way do you want this?” I asked.

She thought for a moment, then smiled. “Sit with your back to the headboard. I want to ride you, Jagger.”

I was willing to assume any position, but she controlled the depth this way, and I could watch her face.

I kneeled and knee-walked on the mattress until I was at the head of it, then I sat and positioned myself.

As soon as I was in place, she was scrambling to straddle me.

Her breasts were bobbing, making it impossible not to touch them.

As I cupped both, her hand gripped the base of my cock, and she placed the head at her entrance. The heat coming off her was incredible.

She sank slowly down. I swore because the feel of her clasping me so hard made my head want to blow.

She was like silk inside, and the wetness and heat were almost scorching me, but I wanted more.

I knew right then I would never want another woman.

No one had compared to her, and no one ever would.

Her ragged moan told me she was enjoying me filling her.

When she had me inside her to the root, she paused. Her smile was beautiful.

“Tell me what you feel,” I demanded.

“I feel so full, and you’re soft but like steel. You stretch me so much, and it’s barely this side of burning. Oh God, Jagger, I can’t wait,” she panted.

“Wait for what?” I prodded.

“I need to move. Please,” she cried.

“Then you know what to do. Ride that cock. It’s all yours,” I whispered.

My words unleashed her. The first rise and fall was hard and made my balls quiver.

Then she went wild. Blythe rode my cock like it was life or death.

She would twist her hips and clench her inner muscles at times.

She was driving me to an orgasm fast. Letting go of her breasts, I latched onto her hips and began to drive her down on me as I flexed my hips up.

She screamed, but it wasn’t a scream of pain.

It was pure pleasure. Her face flushed, and her wild look spurred me on, intensifying my desire.

I felt like I was burning up, but I didn’t care.

I don’t know how long we were at it before I knew I was close, and her quivering pussy was telling me she was nearly there, too.

I thrust a few more times. Then, when I knew I was about to blow, I lowered my head and bit gently down on her nipple.

Her scream was loud and long. She squeezed the fuck out of my cock, almost preventing me from coming.

I jerked and squirted load after load of my cum inside its new home. I grunted with each quake.

When we were finished, she was slumped on my chest. I had my arms around her, holding her close as I kissed wherever I could reach and whispered words to her.

They were all about how incredible she was.

Our ragged breathing took a bit to ease.

When it did, she slowly sat up. My cock was still inside her, spent and shrinking, too blissed out to leave. When I told her that, she giggled.

“I guess that means we’re stuck here like this forever because I’m too weak and sated to move,” she replied.

“Think we can get the club to bring us food so we don’t starve?” I joke.

“Oh God, could you see their faces if we did that? But I don’t know if I want everyone seeing us this way.”

My arms tightened around her. “No way would I allow them to see you. You’re all mine,” I growled.

“Same, even though I know the ladies are all claimed. Jagger, that was, wow, I have no words. You made me crazy. I’ve never wanted someone so much.”

“Firefly, it was the same for me. I thought my head would explode. Incredible. Damn,” I muttered as my spent cock slipped free.

She sighed. “Well, that’s my cue to go clean myself up. I’ll be back.”

She moved to get off me. I let her, but then I scooted over to stand.

She gave me a surprised look but said nothing.

I took her hand, and we went to the bathroom together.

Turning on the shower so we could thoroughly clean ourselves, I waited for the water to warm.

It wouldn’t take long. As we did, I saw her biting her lip and looking worried. I drew her to me.

“What’s wrong? You’re worrying about something. Tell me.” I knew it sounded like an order, but I was afraid. What if she regretted what we did? Did she feel guilty?

“I-well, I don’t know how to say this other than to say it, but it’s a buzzkill. I’m sorry. I should’ve thought of it before we got out of control.”

“Go on.”

“We know I clearly can’t get pregnant, but what about sexually transmitted infections?

I’m not being a bitch and just looking at you.

I know you’ve been with other women, and I have no idea if Deon was, but I wouldn’t doubt it.

Either of us could, unknowingly, give something to the other.

We should’ve been tested before we had sex. ”

I hugged her tighter. “Blythe, you have nothing to worry about. You’re negative, and so am I.”

“You don’t know that,” she protested.

“Actually, I do. For me, I was tested not long before you came here. And no, I haven’t been with anyone since.

Once I saw you, there was no way I’d touch another woman, but even before that, the fun had waned for me.

I wasn’t having sex every night of the week with a different woman.

And I never went without a condom, though it’s not foolproof.

And as for you, I know because I thought of that bastard and what he might have done.

When you were in the ER and had all the blood testing done, I added STI screening to the order.

I didn’t tell you because if you hadn’t thought of it, I wasn’t about to stress you more when you were scared you were losing the babies.

Afterward, I just kinda forgot about it.

I’m sorry. I hate that you worried for even a second. ”

“I wish I’d known, but I’m glad. One less thing I have to worry about.”

“Yes, it is. Now, come into this shower, and let me get my hands all over that body. You look like you need a thorough cleaning,” I leered.

Blythe laughed and let me lead her into the shower. I would have to thank Agony for giving me the push I needed. I hated to think what I would be like if I hadn’t, and she walked out of my life.