Page 95 of Paladin's Hell

I grab hold of her hand, place it on my cock. “Is this reaction enough for you, Doll? One chance to get dressed. You don’t? I’m going to be taking this for a test ride very soon.”

Fuck me, she giggles. I move my hand away, hers stays on my throbbing, aching cock, squeezing it gently, exploring it, making me hiss. “Test ride? Trust a biker to describe it like that.”

Maybe not the best terminology, but I chuckle back. “Just hope you’re going to decide to buy afterwards.”

Her hands go to the bottom of my own tee. I help her, sliding out of my cut and grabbing the back of my shirt behind my neck. Once my top half is naked, her hands land on my pecs, her fingers exploring my small nipples. Again, air whistles in through my teeth.

“Fair’s fair,” I say softly, as I reach behind her to undo her bra.

She giggles again, putting her hands on the front clasp of her bra and undoing it herself. “Guess you’re kinda proving you don’t have experience.”

“I know enough what to do,” I threaten, remembering a bizarre conversation around the table in Tucson. Can’t remember who said it, but it sounds apt. “Part A,” I touch her hand over my cock, “Goes into slot B,” I touch her, fuck me, damp panties.

“That’s all there is to it?” She chuckles, but her eyes flash in challenge. Her breathing has sped up; her face is flushed. Could be because I’ve now moved my hands and am playing with those gorgeous tits. Pinching her nipples slightly between my fingers and thumbs. The first time in my life I’ve had an almost naked female that’s mine to do what I want with.

Her hands move to my jeans. She undoes the button, then the zipper.

“Careful.” I place my hand over hers and take over. I’ve gone commando, don’t want any accidents with those zipper teeth.

Once I’m free, she’s in charge again, pushing my jeans over my hips, sinking to her knees as she eases them down. Her teeth nibble her lips, perplexed as she meets my boots. Then, as though solving a puzzle, she taps my leg, indicating I’m to lift it so she can get my boot, sock and jean leg off. She then does the same to the other.

I expect her to stand up, she doesn’t. Instead she leans forward, her nose inhaling the musky scent of my balls, then she runs her tongue up my shaft. When she closes her mouth around the head, I almost lose it. Taking hold of her hair, I pull her gently back.

“On a hair-trigger, here, Doll.”

With my encouragement, she stands. It’s my turn to sink to my knees, sliding her panties down her legs. This time it’s me taking the opportunity to inhale her perfume. I’ve smelt her feminine musk before, but not up close. In full strength, it’s intoxicating. Using my hands on her hips, I back her up until her knees hit the bed, then a slight pressure on her stomach has her moving backward.

She’s lying flat on the bed, feet still on the floor. A slight resistance, then she’s opening herself to me, letting me see everything in all its glory.

I breathe in sharply. “Prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen.”

She chuckles. “You’ve got nothing to compare it to.”

I lean in closer. “Porn, Doll. Porn.”

I’m not sure if her gasp is a reflection on my reading and viewing material, or down to the fact I’ve just licked her, delving into her slit and licking up her cream. Wow, her taste. Best thing I’ve ever had on my tongue in my life. “You’ll have to tell me what you like, Doll. I’m just experimenting down here.”

Another sharp intake of breath, then, “Just keep on doing what you’re doing, Pal. Oh, God, yeah. I like that.”

“How about this?” Closing my lips around her clit, I suck, then rotate my tongue in little circles. The music of her groans, sighs and little moans fill my ears. Right now I feel like the most powerful, luckiest guy in the world.

“Pal!” Guess I’m doing something right. While I continue to lick, suck and blow on that nub of nerves, I ease a finger inside her. Fuck. She’s tight. Hardly seems my cock will fit in there. Trying to get my brain to focus on two things at once, I add another finger, curling it around, trying to find that soft spongy spot I’d heard about. Well, some men can’t seem to find it all their lives, probably be too lucky to hope…

“Pal! Oh my God! Pal.” Christ. If she gets much louder the whole clubhouse will hear. And who am I to give a fuck?

Her feet have lifted off the ground, her strong thigh muscles clutching at my head, her hands are grasping the covers tightly. Suddenly she goes rigid, sucks in a deep breath then screams again.

I feel the walls of her cunt rhythmically clutching at my fingers. I continue to suck, gentling my mouth, until her hand comes to my head. “Stop, it’s too much.”

I pull away, shifting myself so I can lift her legs onto the bed, then I lie on top of her. Taking a risk, I lower my mouth to hers and kiss her, tentatively, in case she doesn’t like the taste of herself on her mouth.

Her eyes widen in surprise, I can see doubt flashing across her eyes, then she’s kissing me back, her hands coming up and holding my head to her.

After a moment, I pull back, checking that she’s doing alright.

“Pal, that was, that was… I never dreamed.”

I feel relieved. Proud as fuck of the first orgasm I’ve ever given to a woman. Can only get better from here, can’t it? As I learn what she likes.

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