Mason:Inked Reapers MC(4)

Keeping my eyes glued to his I slid down to my knees, looking up at him.  Those eyes. I could tumble deep into those eyes if he wanted me to.





CHAPTER THREE



MASON





The girl Jayson handed over to me for the night knelt before me, her  light brown eyes peering up at me. My dick wanted out of my pants, and  it wouldn't wait much longer. When I had first seen her in the lounge,  she'd looked a little nervous, but when Jayson announced she was mine  for the night, I could see her stiffen. Even if she was a bit nervous  having me in her room, she didn't show it.



I've fucked club whores at other clubhouses before, and they'd all come  willingly with me to ride my cock to oblivion. Not this girl. This girl  looked like she'd just been told to clean the toilets. At least, she  tried to hide her annoyance, but I didn't want a woman who would  tolerate me in her bed. I wanted my women soft, pliable, out of control.  Submissive. It didn't take long to get her there, to pull her from  where she felt safe and in control, to the pool of warmth before me. She  could try to deny it, but her eyes gave her away. She wanted to please  me, she wanted my touches, and she wanted to fuck me.



"That's a good girl." I stroked her head as I unbuckled my belt with one  hand. I managed to unbutton and unzip my pants while keeping my hand on  her. The connection, small as it may be, pacified her. She leaned into  my palm, although I'd bet a million bucks that she had no idea she was  even doing it.



Her eyes widened when my cock popped out in front of her, bobbing right  before her lips. Those perfectly pink, pouty lips. I pushed my jeans  down further and pressed the tip of my dick to her mouth. "Open for me,  beautiful." I pressed down on her jaw opening her mouth wide for me.



I pushed forward, feeling the heat of her tongue under my cock as I  moved back. She wouldn't be able to take all of me, not unless she knew  what she was doing. Something about her told me she wasn't a veteran to  this lifestyle. She coughed when I touched the back of her throat, her  lips clamped down around me and her hands came up on my thighs, pushing  me back. "No. Just relax." I pulled out, feeling the suction of her  mouth as I did and growled when I pushed back in. She didn't fight me,  but she kept her hands on my thighs, I held her head right where I  wanted it and began to slowly fuck her mouth.



Her eyes stayed on mine, even as a tear trickled out the sides. "Oh, fuck." I was getting                       
       
           



       



close to bursting in her mouth. I didn't want that, not this time. I  held her chin in one hand as I pushed forward again, slowly, letting her  tongue dance under my cock. Even the gentle scrape of her teeth drew me  closer to blowing down her throat. I pulled out and she took several  gulping breaths.



Squatting down in front of her, I wiped the tears from her cheeks,  bringing my finger to my mouth and licking off the salty wetness. "We'll  work on that later." I gave her a wink. For a moment, the resistance  flared in her, but it disappeared when my hand wove through her hair,  fisting it at the back of her neck. "Up." I said and she moved quickly  onto her feet. I walked her to the bed and pointed. When I let her go,  she scrambled onto her bed and laid down on her back. Her knees clenched  tight as she watched me pull off my cut and shirt. Her eyes moved over  my chest, taking in my tats and my scars.



"Like what you see?" I laughed as I climbed onto the bed.



"Not bad." She tried to sound like a smart ass, but it came out more like a little squeak.



I laughed again.



"Open your legs for me, wide. Hold your knees back." I didn't touch her.  I waited for her to obey. Her tongue dragged across her bottom lip and I  could see the indecision in her eyes. She wouldn't say no, but she was  struggling with submitting so easily to me. Poor girl had no idea how  natural this was for her. How easily I handled her had nothing to do  with how much stronger I was, but how hot her desire ran. "I didn't  bring my ropes, but I'm sure I could find something in your closet to  help you, if you are having trouble."



If she could only see the leap of excitement that flashed in her eyes at  my suggestion. Slowly her legs opened, and she hooked her hands under  her knees, pulling them up to her chest. "Like this?" Her eyes narrowed,  but not in irritation. NO, she was enjoying this more than she wanted  to, but she was enjoying it.



"Yeah, just like that, baby." I rolled the condom on my cock and tossed  the wrapper onto the nightstand. "Just like that." I stroked my cock,  letting her watch me before I pressed it to her opening. I pushed  forward, just so the head of my dick was inside her. Already, I could  feel the tightness, the heat. Her mouth opened, but she made no sound. I  reached up, her tits were too perfect to be ignored. I gave each a  harsh slap and she winced at the pain, but when she looked back at me, I  could see the fire burning there. I slapped them again. She let go of  her legs and covered her breasts. I slapped her hands. "No. You don't  ever cover yourself. Move them now." Slowly she peeled herself away,  putting them back under her knees. Her breathing became shallower, her  eyes struggled to stay on me. I wanted to punish her for her defiance,  spank her hard, but my cock didn't want to take the time.



Instead, I pinched her nipples. She cried out from the burn of it and I  drove into her hard. My balls slapped her ass and she cried out again.  Fuck she was tight. How could she be so fucking tight? I stopped moving  and let her adjust to my size. New tears fell from her eyes and I licked  them away. "Such a beauty." I whispered. "I'm gonna move again. I can't  stop. Your pussy..fuck... your pussy." I wasn't even making sense  anymore. I began to pump into her and she wiggled beneath me. Not in  pain, no she wanted to take more of me. Her eyes dared me to fuck  harder.



She didn't let go of her legs, she held them tight as I rocked over her.  I ignored the sound of the headboard ramming into the wall and  concentrated on the beauty beneath me. Her eyes wild, her hips bucking  up at me. I ran my hand down her torso, over her belly until I found her  clit with my thumb, I rubbed her swollen clit, and she howled at the  sensation. I grinned. She was losing every ounce of her composure. I  should have stilled her, made her wait, but she was so damn close and I  wasn't far behind her.



"Are you going to come if I keep stroking your clit like this?" I  growled out. She nodded. "Answer me." I pinched her clit, and she  screamed.



"Yes. Yes, I'm going to come." She admitted and tried to look away, but  she recovered herself and brought herself right back to me.



"Ask me if you can." I pulled halfway out of her, giving her shallow  thrusts as I played with her clit. Her eyes rolled, and her breath  hitched.



"C-can I come?" A whisper, barely audible.



"I didn't hear you, louder." Plunging deeper, I increased the pressure  on her clit. She threw her head back and yelled out her request then. So  fucking good. "Yes, you may." The calmness of my voice did not match  the havoc going on in my body.                       
       
           



       



She yelled out as she orgasmed. Her pussy clenched around me, pulling my  cock further into her and I gave her want she needed. I drove into her  hard, unrelenting as I continued to stroke her clit. Her hands fisted,  she let go of her knees and her eyes widened as the ripples of her  orgasm tore through her. My own release came just as she began to float  down.



Growling, I plowed into her. Slamming my cock into her still convulsing  pussy. She screamed again, and I knew she was coming again. I'd dragged  another one from her. Wrapping my arms around her legs, I dragged her  forward, yanked her legs open as my cock erupted inside of her. My  vision blurred, my ears rang. All that I could feel was the heat of her  pussy milking every drop of cum from me.



As my vision returned to me, and my breathing slowed I focused in on  her. She had her head turned away from me, looking off into the  distance. Gently, I nudged her chin until she looked up at me, her eyes  soft and hazed. "Hey, there." I kissed her nose, her cheek, her chin.



She didn't say anything, but wrapped her arms around me. Her arms felt  soft, warm, and wonderful. "Hey, yourself." She finally smiled. I  laughed and rolled off, yanking the condom off and heading to the  bathroom to clean up.



When I returned to the room, she was snuggled under the comforter. I  sank into bed behind her, pulling her up to me. The smell of her was  intoxicating. Like homemade cookies right out of the oven. I nuzzled her  neck, kissed her ear. I told myself I'd leave in a minute.