Page 24 of Defended by Bama (Royal Bastards MC: Mobile, Alabama #1)
Bama
Linny tasted as good, no—better, than I had imagined. My cock missed her touch, but I had to devour her. My own hand stroked it a few times as my hips tried to fight me. My body was desperate to be inside of her, but I’d thought about lapping at that sweet pussy far too long to rush this.
Her tiny fingers tugged at my hair and pushed my face deeper into her and I was happy to oblige. Needing to feel more of her, I reached up, cupping one of her perfect tits in my hand.
She mewled and bucked as I sucked and lathed her up. I’d muffled her screams before, but now I was on a mission and couldn’t be bothered to worry about anything but making her come all over my face.
My balls ached, so I used my other hand to fill her hole as I increased my pressure to her clit. My own hips bucked, ready to fill her up but she needed to be satisfied, and I wanted to taste her release on my tongue.
Her channel pulsed then tightened, so I sucked her hard clit even more, running my tongue in circles over it as I pumped two fingers inside.
She moaned in soft, short bursts as her hips jerked, and her legs shook and tightened over my shoulders. Humming over her clit, I didn’t change pace until she finally relaxed onto the bed and her legs fell from my shoulders.
Reaching to my nightstand, I pulled out a condom and rolled it on before kissing my way back up her body.
Her hands grabbed at my sides, and I looked down at her. Her cheeks were ruddy, and her breaths ragged and deep. When her beautiful blue eyes opened, I stared down, unable to stop my words. “You’re mine, Linny.”
She nodded, licking her lips. “All yours. Only yours.”
Grabbing her hand from my waist, I pulled it to my lips, then placed her palm over my heart. “And this is yours.”
Her eyes sparkled as they filled with tears. They rolled down the side of her face as she blinked. She whispered, “Bama, make me yours for good.”
Kissing her hand once more, then threading my fingers through hers, I lined myself to her now swollen pussy and pushed inside slowly. Gripping her other hand, I pinned both above her head. “You good?”
Her legs tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside. Gritting my teeth, I waited for her to answer. This had to be perfect for her.
“Better than good. But I need you to move.”
Dropping down to kiss her, I let my hips take over, slowly plunging in and out. Her walls were tight around me, but I slid in and out easily. She felt too good. I wanted to fuck her into the bed but didn’t want to hurt her.
“Bama, harder.”
“Are you sure?” I’d never been one to second guess during sex, but this was different. She was different.
“Harder, please.” Her words sounded like a plea.
Gripping her hip with one hand as I held her wrists with other with one, I used that leverage to go even deeper but be sure to rub her clit with each thrust.
She felt so good, I was torn between wanting to make it last forever, but needing to have my own release before I completely unraveled.
Her nails pressed into my back. “Bama, shit, I’m about to come again.”
As if her words were a switch, my cock twitched and my release shot out in fast spurts, my hips bucking as my abs tightened and prickly heat danced over my entire body. I fucked her hard, riding the orgasm like it was the first time I’d had a woman.
When my spurts were done, my body went limp but before I could roll off of her, her arms and legs squeezed around me like vice. “No, stay right there.”
Letting my dick pull out so we didn’t have any accidents, I lifted as much as I could while still laying on her. Her sticky, hot belly and slick heat between her thighs was a welcome touch on my stomach, but I didn’t want to crush her. I was easily at least sixty pounds heavier than her.
Her fingertips lightly played on the skin on my back as I peppered kisses over her shoulder.
“Oh shit,” she said, rubbing a spot on my back.
“Don’t worry about that. In fact, next time dig harder.” She had clawed at my back, but it didn’t bother me. I loved that she lost control.
She sighed, going back to drawing small circles on my back. “I don’t want to move, but I need to clean up.”
I started to pull away, but my body immediately missed her warmth. I dug my arms under her, then rolled her on top of me, pulling her down to me. “My turn.”
She giggled, rubbing her face into my chest. “Unless you want to take me back to the clinic, I need to go pee.”
Rumbling, I squeezed her again, then smacked her round ass. “Fine. But don’t be long.”
She leaned down, kissing me softly as she cupped my face. Her touch was so delicate and soft. And I ate it up.
She climbed from me, then grabbed a sheet, tugging hard until it pulled from under me. Wrapping herself, she went to the door, but I sat up and said, “Hey, you’re sleeping in here tonight.”
She pushed her wild hair away from her face. “Well, I sure hope so,” she said with a huge grin.
After she opened the door, tiptoeing across the other side and pulling the door closed softly, I stood up and disposed of the condom, grabbing the towel I’d just used after the shower to wipe myself off. I pulled on my shorts, then fell back to the bed.
As I stared at the ceiling, impatiently awaiting her return, a thought hit me like a brick to the face… I love this woman.