“That’s the goal,” he murmured against my lips. “My master plan to keep you forever.”
Chapter 19 – R.J.
“Lock the door,” I ordered, standing by the bed as Cara entered our room. This was our first night together back at the clubhouse. Nearly a month after the incident at the warehouse and two weeks since I was admitted to the hospital. My extensive injuries took a long time to heal and I was still a bit weak, but I was done waiting to claim Cara as my own.
She flipped the lock, swinging her hips as she sauntered closer. “Did you have something in mind tonight, R.J.?”
It was kind of weird to think I was in love with a woman I had never fucked before but with Cara it had never been right. She was engaged for most of the time that I was getting to know her, or I would have had my way with her long before now. It wasn’t just that Max had been an issue. Her abuse played a vital role in the way I interacted with her and I didn’t want to push her before she was ready.
Holding out my hand, I pulled her into my embrace, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. “I want to make you mine in every way but only if you’re okay with that. As much as it may well kill my dick to keep putting this off, I’d do it for you.”
She laughed lightly, tracing her fingertips along my chest and then slowly down my stomach, pausing at the button at the top of my fly. Instant hard-on. My cock strained against the denim and I groaned. “Don’t tease me, my angel.”
“I just want you to know that I’m as ready as you are,” she whispered huskily.
Cara dropped to her knees and snapped my jeans open, sliding the denim down my thighs with a wicked grin. Helping her out, kicked off my boots and lifted my legs free. She was staring at my throbbing dick, licking her lips. I went commando on purpose.
“Damn, R.J.”
“Impressed?” I teased. “That’s what you do to me, woman.”
She leaned forward and flicked out her tongue. The warm wet surface of her tongue sli
d down my length and I thought I was gonna fall over and lose my balance. Cara giggled. Her hand circled my cock and she glided up and down slowly as her mouth wrapped around the head. A jolt of pure lust shot straight to my brain.
“Fuckkkkkk,” I exhaled, pulling her away. “There’s no way I’m going more than a couple of minutes this first time. Sorry, my angel. I need inside you. We’ll go slower next time.”
Cara didn’t seem to mind. She stripped as I watched, practically salivating as my hand circled my girth and I began to lightly stroke. She was fuckin’ sexy with those wide hips and thick thighs, slightly rounded tummy and full, heavy breasts that I wanted to explore with my tongue.
“On your back,” I ordered, gesturing to the bed. “Spread those luscious thighs open wide. I want to see you.”
She blushed and I was curious if anyone ever took the time to appreciate her pussy.
Cara lay down on the bed and scooted to the edge of the mattress when I asked, her expression curious.
“Open your pussy for me.”
She blinked. “Wh, what?”
Her stutter was adorable.
“Use your fingers and open that sweet pink pussy. I want to see how wet you are for me.”
She moved slowly and shyly but obeyed. Her little tongue darted out before she bit her bottom lip, just a slight bit embarrassed.
I approached the bed, still gliding my hand up and down my shaft as I grinned wide. She was fuckin’ perfect. Her pussy looked untouched. Glistening with enough honey to let me know that she wanted me, and I was sure she would be tight, wet, and wonderful.
Time to find out.
“Scoot back up a little.”
She gave me some room and I nestled between her thighs; my gaze locked on her soaked center. I lowered a finger and swiped once, lifting it again as I brought the digit to my lips. Licking, I tasted her and closed my eyes briefly, knowing I was gonna love feasting on her often.
“Delicious,” I announced, smirking as she blushed deeper. “You know I’m gonna lick you there later, right?”
“I think I’d like that,” she admitted.
“Oh, I know you will, angel.”