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I wonder how long it’ll take her to fall in love with me? I can’t help but silently question as I continue to obsessively glance at her. On the fifth smoldering look I send her, she blushes again, ducking into my neck. She peppers kisses along the column, making me flex my hips upward so she rides my dick a bit rather than staying stationary. I want her pussy wrapped around my cock to the point it’s going to make me go insane. My toes curl in my biker boots, my spine straight as an arrow as I attempt to hold myself back a bit and not smother her with my affections completely. I’m trying so fucking hard to be on my best behavior, but it’s easy to get lost in her and forget myself.
“Damn,” I utter the curse aloud, quietly, but enough that a few people momentarily flick their gaze in my direction, and it has me remembering a few important details in the Oath Keepers’ bylaws when it comes to ol’ ladies…
To claiming them.
Chapter Eleven
Powerhouse
My hand skates across her front, removing the Velcro belly band gun holster and pistol she wears underneath her baggy shirt, and set them beside us on the ground. She doesn’t need to be packing anyway; she has nothing to worry about here as we’re all carrying our own guns. In the next beat, I’m lifting her shirt, finding her bare underneath. She’s free-tittying it, and the discovery is the sexiest thing I’ve seen all day. Her nipples are already at points from the crisp chill floating through the night air.
“Mm, I swear you’re gonna kill me with these sorts of surprises.” I groan, transfixed on the delectable sight before me. I need these naked breasts in my mouth right fucking now.
“I don’t like a bra after I dance; my skin is weird about certain fabrics touching it sometimes. Probably from the body glitter or something.”
“Nothing to explain, I support free-range boobs.”
Raven snorts out a laugh at my comment. “How did I know you wouldn’t mind?” she teases, making more of the warm fuzzies fill my chest.
She’s so damn cute.
“Can I touch you?”I sign in plain sight, and she nods, wide-eyed as she glances around. My hand tenderly slides against the smooth skin of her stomach, dipping below the elastic of her waistband, effectively distracting her away from everyone else once again.
The tip of my middle finger finds her tiny clit, and as I lightly swirl the pad of my finger against the sensitive bud, I swear my cock somehow grows bigger. I don’t know how it can, the thing’s a fucking monster already, but I’m not going to complain about any added bonus inches I receive. If I don’t land Raven with my winning personality, I’ll have to dick-na-tize her sweet, sexy ass into needing me as badly as I do her. She’s already got me hooked, so there’s no turning back now as far as I’m concerned.
She starts grinding against me, panting against my jaw as she peppers kisses along the chiseled bit of bone structure I’ve been complimented on several times in the past. None of the previous comments matter, though, only what my Raven thinks.
I have the perfect spot above my heart where I could get a sick-looking raven tattooed to represent her. It’s such a great fucking idea; I should’ve thought of it sooner. I wonder if Spin could take care of it tomorrow before he heads back to his clubhouse and his ol’ lady? I’ll have to check after I’m done fucking my pretty woman.
My mouth lands on her exposed shoulder, the oversized, loose shirt slipping off one side while covering the other shoulder is kind of making me insane, imagining her wearing all of my shirts. They’d dwarf her, making her my very own walkingwet fantasy. I could put her in my shower too, and see her literally wet.Fuck.I need to stop spiraling every two minutes, but this is what she does to me when I’m around her, no matter how hard I try to stop it. I lose all rationality and become a freaking caveman. A dumb-dumb with a five-second attention span.
I suck deeply, pulling her skin between my lips, and lick. I wonder if she’ll care if I’m marking her up with my dark love bites. I want them covering her body for as long as it takes so that every motherfucker in a hundred-mile radius knows she’s taken.
Cared for.
Coveted.
Put away wet and satisfied.
My fingers continue to play, rubbing until she’s a shaky mess. Once I’ve edged her enough, then I sink two deep into her tightness. She takes mesodamn good. I add a third, making her gasp, eyes widening at the fullness. Did she forget how big I am already? I can’t wait to remind her. To stretch and fill her until she’s taken every single inch of me inside her sweet pussy.
My other hand slides into her pants from behind, between her cheeks. Her forbidden hole taunts me, and in that moment, I vow I will fuck her here too.She’ll be mine everywhere.Tonight she’ll sleep with my cock in her mouth or pussy, warming it. I don’t care where she chooses, I just know my dick has to be inside her somewhere—nothing else will be able to settle me enough to sleep. Hell, even with my length in her mouth, warm and wet, I may stay up and stare at her all night.
“Powerhouse,” she moans on another gasp as I push both sets of fingers inside her simultaneously. Her behind is tight, untouched, and unstretched, but her pussy sucks my fingers inside her like a greedy little bitch. I ease up to my first knuckle in her ass, then after a few seconds, I’m thrusting them all theway inside. I love how her body pitches forward, full of hunger. She’s needy for me, and I adore every minute of it, craving her to be as obsessed with touching me as I am with her. Her nipples are hard, the peaks turned into sharp little knives, eager for my mouth to suck my fill and allow my tongue to play. To stroke them and make her mewl.
Fuck.
This chick has me twisted up inside in every way.
Gone.
Sprung.
Head over heels, completely lost for her.
Impatience clouds my vision as I move to shove her stretchy yoga pants down over her ass enough for her holes to be exposed to me, pulling the material forward and out of my way. It takes every bit of self-restraint not to just rip right through them. If she keeps wearing these things, though, she should come to expect me ripping them off her body.
With a deep exhale full of impatience, one of my hands moves to my pants. Then I’m violently tugging at my jeans button and zipper, ready to cut the fucking things off with my knife if I’m unable to be inside her in the next ninety-nine seconds. My cock is ready to burst, and I refuse to waste a drop of cum outside of her needy cunt.
