Outlaw's Vow: Grizzlies MC Romance(108)

The look he gave me was like a wild animal locking onto its prey. He told me not to worry. He'd take care of everything. He'd teach me all about pleasure, the flesh, fucking.

Lesson number one didn't truly sink in until he stripped me naked, shoved his broad face between my thighs, and ripped down my panties with one rough hand. I creamed the instant he started sucking my clit.

Sure, I'd read about the wonderful things a man's tongue can do in dirty romance books and even seen it in some porn. But it was nothing compared to having him there, shaking his huge head from side to side, pulling my clit between his teeth and crashing his tongue against it until my entire body exploded.

I came so fucking hard I almost went blind.

Five minutes later, I'd barely come down from the high, and he'd flipped me over in my stupor. One hand pulled me open, baring my virgin slit for his cock. His pants were off, and I caught a quick glimpse of his rock hard, throbbing, insanely huge dick.

I didn't know how he'd ever fit. He didn't care.

There wasn't time for any questions before he pushed himself inside me, all the way, stretching everything wide open for his cock. He sank deep, held it for a moment, shaping my pussy to fit his length.

It didn't hurt much. After several seconds, it started feeling pretty damned good actually, and then fucking amazing when his thrusts picked up speed. A dozen strokes in with my legs splayed wide, taking his massive cock, and I couldn't think straight.

I couldn't bother with right or wrong, or what time Uncle Ralph wanted me back with his workhorse on wheels, or even the fact that I couldn't check if the outlaw between my legs rolled on a condom first. Roman taught me a lot that day, especially about losing my mind.

Good sex was worse than good whiskey.

A woman couldn't think about anything when her nerves were on fire, blowing all her circuits. I stopped trying when he rocked my body harder, shaking the truck along with it, quaking my whole fucking world apart.

The things that came out of my mouth probably made mama spin in her grave. Especially when he slowed his thrusts, just enough to let me form words, urging me on.

“You like that, woman? Fucking tell me you do. I wanna hear you beg for this dick. Start talking. You'd better practice talking dirty awful fast if you don't want me to pull out right now and shoot my load on your tits.” Then his hand came down, slapping my butt for emphasis.

“Oh, don't stop! Please don't pull out. Please keep fucking me.” If only I would've known those words sealed my fate.

“Fuck you like what, babe? I don't give a shit if you're a virgin. I don't do gentle. I don't do slow. I only know how to fuck sluts.”

“Then fuck me like one.” His hand reached around and cupped my breast. Pushing into his palm, I moaned, praying he'd understand my body's needs.

“Bullshit. You're a good girl, Sally. I've never seen you so much as hanging around a hog roast out here before. You're not a biker bitch. You're not a club whore. I can't fuck you like one unless you make me believe it.” Growling, he pulled out, resting his cock between my ass and rubbing it up and down.

“Anything. Do you want this?” My cheeks burned bright red as I shoved my ass cheeks against him. Yes, he had me so drunk on his body I offered him everything that moment, and I would've given it to him too – anything to bring him back to the fire he'd kindled inside my pussy.

Silence. Until I heard the thunder building in his throat. With a snarl, he tilted my head to the side, jerking my hair in one fist, pushing his lips close to my ear again.

“You're lucky the thought of fucking a virgin cunt no man's ever been in makes my dick pulse lava, blondie. Turn the fuck over. I'll take all your holes another night.” Another slap on the ass, and I obeyed.

I was so vulnerable, so exposed beneath him. His dark hazel eyes flashed. He took a good long look, bathing me in his hungry gaze.

“Lock those legs around my waist, and don't you fucking let up when I make you come. Consider this a test. We'll see if you're worth more than one fuck. I hardly ever do girls twice, and never when they've got hooks on 'em, trying to pull me into some shit. I'm a free man. You hear me, babe? You down with that? I'm looking for a fuck. Not a girlfriend.”

My eyes narrowed. I can't say he didn't give me many chances to run. He told me straight up he was the world's biggest asshole with a gladiator's body and a tiger's stripes going up his arms. The roaring bear inked in the middle of his rock hard chest should've been warning enough.

I ignored it all. I wanted him that bad. I'd play along to keep this going, to feel him shaking me again. I'd already gone too deep, and now I wanted my virgin innocence obliterated.

For one night, I just wanted to feel his cock inside me as many times as I could. I'd deal with the guilt in the morning.