I work her hard on my cock and I can feel it. I’m about to explode. I could make her swallow it down. I want that—eventually. Not right now, though. Now, I need something else entirely.
I pull her off of me and she cries out in frustration. “No,” she moans. “I want you to come.”
“I’m going to,” I tell her. “Inside of you. Climb up here on my lap, woman. You better be ready because this is gonna be a quick ride.”
“In the chair? How?”
I hold my shaft steady. “Fuck yourself with it, Beth. Guide me inside.”
She reaches down and takes control of my cock, holding it to her sweet pussy and pushing down on me.
“Oh, God,” she moans, not stopping until I’m completely seated inside.
“You’re soaked, mi cielo. Did you like sucking my dick that much?”
I take over her mouth before she can respond, tasting myself on her tongue. She pulls away, gasping, moving up and down on my cock and riding me like she’s been doing it all of her life. My baby learns quick.
“Skull, I need more,” she gasps, her voice sounding desperate. “Please, baby. I need—” She breaks off because I’ve found her clit with my fingers. She’s so fucking wet, I glide easy over the hard little button. It’s pulsing so hard I can feel it throb. “Oh, fuck. Baby! I’m going to come. I’m going to come!” she cries.
I can feel her shattering. I feel her sweet cream all over my cock and running down in streams. I grab her hips, slamming her down on my cock and grinding her against me over and over until I join her. When it’s over, she lays her head on my shoulder and I hold her, taking in the scent of our lovemaking while our hearts and breathing slowly return back to normal.
“It gets better each time,” she whispers. “I’m sorry, Skull. I should have told you.”
“You should have.”
“Do you really think you can defeat Colin?”
It annoys me that I can hear the fear in her voice, but she has a good reason to be worried. A fool wouldn’t.
“It’s not going to be easy, Beth. But I have something to fight for that Colin can’t comprehend.”
“What’s that?”
“The mother of my children.”
“Skull, I told you…”
“You’ll see, mi cielo.”
Eventually, she will. There’s not a doubt in my fucking mind.
“I don’t think I can move,” I sigh, curled into Skull sometime later. I’ve lost track of time. All I know is, we’ve moved to the bed and now our room is dark. Neither one of us has made a move to turn on the light. I don’t really want to. It’s calm now, and it’s like we’re in our own world.
“Good. Maybe I can trust you enough to stay put so we can get some sleep,” Skull grumbles.
“I was only trying to—”
“Leave,” he interrupts.
“I didn’t want to, Skull. I was trying to protect you.”
“I’m a man, querida. If the time ever comes that I need to hide behind a woman to survive, I’d rather you just put a fucking bullet between my eyes.”
“Will you please not say that?”
“Why? It’s the truth. I did not get to be president of this club by being soft, Beth. I can take care of myself.”
“They’ll leave you alone if I go.”
“Not now. I’ve called Colin out. He’d look weak. The time to worry about this shit would have been when we first met. You should have told me then who you were.”
“I asked if you knew who I was. I didn’t plan on hiding it from you.”
“And when I told you no?”
“I kept saying, one more meeting, one more… and then I just didn’t want to give you up,” I tell him honestly, guilt laced in my words.
Skull tightens his hold on me. One of his large hands still palms my ass. He squeezes it and pulls my center in closer to him. I don’t know how, but his cock is already semi-erect. You’d think after everything we just did he would need recovery time. I pull my leg tighter over his hip. I love being close to him, and when I feel his cock brush against me, an answering wetness gathers between my legs. I’m addicted to him.
“It wouldn’t have mattered, Beth,” he tells me, looking into my eyes. He has a finger moving softly over my bottom lip. The rough texture of it teases me.
“What?” I ask so quietly I’m not sure he can hear me. My eyes are glued to the silver hoop in his lip and the way his tongue moves when he talks.
“I would have claimed you anyway, even knowing who you are. I may have played it differently, mi cielo, but I still would have claimed you.”