Tugging on the hem of my sweatshirt, he lifted it and the shirt underneath over my head. His heated gaze zeroed in on the white lacy bra covering my breasts. “So fucking gorgeous.”
I stroked my hands up his broad chest. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
“I’ll show you not so bad,” he rasped, lowering his head to use his teeth to pull down the lace covering one of my tits and wrapped his lips around the pebbled peak.
Arching my back off the mattress, I threaded my fingers through his thick hair to press his mouth closer to my chest. “Holy moly, that feels amazing, Doc.”
He let my nipple go with a pop, his gaze locking with mine. “Kendrick.”
“Hmm?”
“When I have you under me like this, you use my name, baby,” he demanded. “I’m Kendrick to you, not Doc.”
“Kendrick, please,” I pleaded, loving that he wanted me to have the man and not just the biker. And he was setting a rule that made it sound like he intended for this to happen again.
He gave me what I wanted, stripping my bra from my body before lowering his head again to suck the other nipple deep into his mouth. I felt each tug of his lips deep in my core, as though there was a direct line from my breasts.
Cupping the slightly rounded swells, he kissed down the valley between, the scrape of his beard against my sensitive skin making me sigh in pleasure. Then he kept going lower, and the sound turned into a gasp when he yanked my leggings and panties down my legs and tossed them over his shoulder. I was sprawled naked beneath him, and there was no mistaking the masculine appreciation in his dark gaze, which helped ease some of my vulnerability.
I had never been naked in front of a man before, so it was a little weird lying here without a stitch of clothing on while he was fully dressed. But it was also thrilling.
My arousal was nearly overwhelming. Every muscle in my body was coiled tight. “I feel…”
“How do you feel, baby?” Kendrick asked as he wedged his shoulders between my thighs, making my core ache even more.
I struggled to find the right words since this was an entirely new experience for me. “Like I’m on the verge of…of…flying apart, maybe?”
“Hold on tight.” He circled his fingers around my wrist and pressed my palm against his shoulder. “Because I’m sure as fuck going to make you fly apart for me. More than once.”
“Yes,” I gasped as his hands glided up my stomach to cup the underside of my tits, which felt heavy while he kneaded the soft flesh.
“But I need to know so I can make sure you’re ready to take me when the time comes”—his dark eyes burned into mine as he used his thumbs to spread my pussy lips—“did you save your cherry for me, baby?”
My cheeks heated as I whispered, “I saved everything for you, Kendrick.”
“My sweet baby.” Intense satisfaction blazed in his brown orbs before he shifted his gaze to my pussy. “You have no fucking clue how grateful I am to hear that, but I’m gonna do my best to show you.”
That was all the warning I got before he devoured me. Dragging his tongue up my seam to circle my clit, he licked between my folds from bottom to top and straight back down again. Over and over as my hips bucked off the bed.
“You taste fucking amazing,” he groaned before thrusting his stiffened tongue into my channel, his hands gripping my hips to keep me still while he made a meal of my pussy. He used his fingers to manipulate my clit, and when he pinched the sensitive bundle of nerves, my release rolled over me in waves.
“Kendrick, yes! Oh, yes!” Gripping the sheets in my fists, I was stunned by the intense pleasure he’d given me. And he didn’t let up, eating me through my orgasm until the shudders stopped. He didn’t stop there, though.
“You’ve gotta give me another before I can sink my cock in your tight pussy,” he growled as he licked inside again. “But on my fingers this time.”
With my inner walls clamping around his thick digit, he had to work for every inch he thrust inside my pussy. As I was adjusting to his invasion, he twisted his wrist and stroked the pad of his fingers against a spot deep inside me that had me seeing stars. “Please, please, please,” I chanted.
I wasn’t sure what I was asking for, but Kendrick knew exactly what I needed. Wrapping his lips around my clit, he flicked his tongue over the bundle of sensitive nerves while sinking his finger in and out of me, making sure he hit the same spot each time. It shouldn’t have been possible, but my second orgasm was bigger than the first. My screams of pleasure echoed off the walls as I dug my fingers into his scalp and rode his face until I practically melted into the mattress.