“Not yet.” I gripped his arm, trying to guide him back to where I needed his touch.
“You want something from me, you’re going to have to take it.” He laid back, folding his arm under his head like a pillow.
Need ripped through me. I was through existing at the mercy of someone else. Done with letting a man decide what I needed and how he was going to give it to me. I was ready to take what I wanted. And in that moment, I wanted to feel Bison’s rigid cock sink into my core. Wanted to ride him like a wild bronc. Wanted to make sure I got exactly what my body craved.
I bent down, undid his fly and tugged his jeans off his long, muscular legs, taking his tight boxer briefs with them. “Condom?”
“Right here, Princess.” He pulled a condom out of the bag by his head and handed it over.
I took a moment to appreciate his gorgeous cock. Thick and long, it had been made for fucking. He shuddered as I rolled the condom down his length, but he kept quiet, like he sensed I needed to take control.
Falling forward to all fours, I dipped my head down to kiss him long and hard while I positioned myself over his hips. Then I sank down, taking him in just a little bit at a time. The desperate need abated and gave way to a peaceful knowing deep down inside me.
For the first time in my life, I was exactly where I was supposed to be, doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing.
9
BISON
It was hell holding back, but she needed this. My curvy princess needed to take control, needed to recover that piece of herself that could take charge. She was a goddess who’d lost her way, and I was going to be the man who let her take what she needed so she could reclaim her power.
Her hips rose and fell, drawing me deeper inside with each pass. The walls of her pussy clenched around me, driving me toward an inevitable release that I struggled to hold off. She had to come first. My pleasure meant nothing without hers.
My hands eased up her belly and cupped the heavy globes of her breasts. She was perfection in the flesh. From the dark curls falling over her shoulder to the tips of her pink toenails, this woman was made for me, and me alone.
Her back arched as her hips moved faster. She was close. The way she bit down on her lower lip drove me crazy. I wanted to flip her onto her back, rip off the condom, and fill her with my seed. The need to make her mine forever drove all other thoughts out of my head.Mine. Mine. Mine.The word pounded through me each time her pussy slammed against my flesh.
The rhythm switched. She slowed down, hovering over me like she was afraid to move.
“That’s it, Princess. Come for me, Priscilla. Come on my cock.”
“So good.” A drop of sweat rolled down the side of her face. I reached up and wiped it away. “We’re so good together.”
Seeing her lose herself drove me to the edge. I clamped my hands onto her hips and thrust my hips up, driving deep inside her.
Her eyes popped open, and she sucked in a breath. “Yes. More of that.”
I drove into her again, my cock threatening to blow. Again and again, I gave her all I had. Then her pussy tightened, her entire body tensed, and wave after wave of her release tumbled over her. I could tell the moment she lost herself as she stared into my eyes.
One second she was with me, the next she was lost somewhere in the waves of pleasure. One more thrust and I joined her. Ropes of cum pumped out of me, wasted in the condom. One day I’d put a baby in her belly, the first of many I hoped. She didn’t know it yet, but every cell in my body knew she was meant to be with me.
I planned on letting her know, but first, first I needed to prove to my princess that I was the man she’d been looking for… the man she wanted… the man she couldn’t live without.
We almost sleptthrough breaking camp the next morning. While everyone else had filled their bellies with burgers and brats and drank beer around a blazing bonfire, I’d been memorizing every square inch of Priscilla’s body. She’d come on my tongue twice, under my hand once, and countless times riding my cock. We’d finally closed our eyes as the sun rose over the horizon.
Two hours of sleep wasn’t enough, but I didn’t care if I never got another wink again. Sleep would be wasted from here on out. It was the only time I couldn’t stare into her eyes as she came undone around me. As far as I was concerned, I never wanted to waste a moment on sleep again.
“Coffee?” Priscilla handed me a paper cup with a cardboard sleeve.
I gratefully took it from her. “You’re a goddess.”
“Hmm. The goddess of coffee? I like the sound of that.” DJ hopped onto her lap as she settled into a camping chair next to me. He nudged his nose under her chin and swept his tongue over her neck.
“Hey, dude. That’s my woman. Go find your own.” I picked him up and set him on the ground.
“I think he has. He and Hippolyta have gotten rather close. It’s too bad you don’t have a harness big enough for her to come along.”
Thinking of the giant dog on the back of the bike made me laugh. “Where the hell did you get that name, anyway?”